<?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-7575938</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:57:32.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGUE'S BORING YET ODDLY AMUSING LIFE.</title><subtitle type='html'>WELL KIDS THIS IS MY PAGE AND HAVE FUN.  ITS BASICALLY A PEEK INTO MY LIFE AND OR MIND AND ALL DESCRIBED EVENTS ARE FACTUAL.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109478005932177886</id><published>2004-09-09T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T20:34:19.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quick update for today.  It'll probably be Saturday before I touch a computer again.  Anyways, umm...  didn't go to school today, didn't have the patience to deal with everybody and also have/had cramps like a mother.  At this point in time I'd like to thank whoever it was who discovered caffiene and whoever invented Tylenol 3 because the combination of the 2 has worked wonders.  I'm currently attempting to make even more superficial friends via myspace.com.  Just so you know, I must be some sort of internet pimp because I have like 115 friends.  Yeah, it rocks.  I'm in a weird mood due to said miracle workers but who cares.  Also, I watched like 8 consecutive hours of CSI today.  Hey, what else was I supposed to do?  I think Anna and I are going to Terre Haute to make some new friends tomorrow.  She gets her license tomorrow so lets all give her a round of applause.  Also, today is my father's 39th birthday.  Yeah, 1 more year until the big 4-0.  Anyways, I gotta go soon so I'm shutting up for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't need no instructions to know how to rock, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109478005932177886?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109478005932177886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109478005932177886' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109478005932177886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109478005932177886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/09/quick-update-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109468935950161087</id><published>2004-09-08T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T19:22:39.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!  Post number 50 kids....  Get Excited.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh it looks like I got you all excited for basically nothing.  Suckers!  Just kidding I love you guys except maybe I love Tanner a bit less for being a huge douche lately.  So I shall ramble on at you as I always do.  I have mixed reviews about my day today.  Speaking of today, it is the birthday of everyone's favorite tattooed bass player.  Brendan Kelly from the Lawrence Arms.  Okay maybe he's just my favorite tattooed bass player but yeah wish him a happy birthday if you will, he would do the same for you.  Anywhoo....  Today.....  Yeah, I have been in an extreme amount of pain due to what most girls would call their monthlies but what i call my once every 16 months-lies.  I realize that that probably isn't healthy but I don't really care. I personally prefer 3 days out of 550 over 3 days out of 30.  It is miserable and I want to curl up and die and I'm going to quit talking about that because it is a terrible grody thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got to drive today.  Woo Hoo!!!  My stupid car is still broken and I am supposed to be looking for another one with my dad as soon as he gets the time which, now that school is back in session and my brother has football, will probably be never.  Also, my speech class this morning was cancelled so I returned home and called Jessi since I knew she didn't have a 1st hour class to see if perhaps she would want to get some breakfast.  She did, so we met a McDonalds and had ourselves some breakfast.  Then we went to school.  In Art I have to make a free standing letter of the alphabet out of paper and decorate it.  I have a feeling that mine won't turn out so great due to the appearence of my practice one that all I had to do was cut out and fold.  We can't do a "T" because that was the practice letter.  Damn, I'll have to do an "A" and go with my first name.  In Home Ec we made french toast and syrup.  Not a big fan of either.  Oh well.  Ezekial just walked up to Tanner and piched his nipples.  Yeah, I couldn't believe it.  Tanner must have somehow conned him into thinking that that is how you say hello in America.  Anyways, I have run out of things to say I think, or maybe i have to much to say but am afraid to say it who knows but either way I'm signing off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just when you think you've got life by the balls, you go and try to kill an indian and he just sucks the life right out of you, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS have you ever seen that picture of Jessi, April, and me from April's birthday?  Well it sort of resembles a Lawrence Arms promo picture and well quite frankly if you replace Chris's face with Aprils and make him do a Rock on sorta thing with his hand, same facial expression, replace Neil with Jessi also keep the facial expression, and replace Brendan with me (very similar facial expression) and add a thumbs up.  You've got it.  Just look at this picture and imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;br /&gt;http://65.108.164.40/images/lawarms-photo3.jpg" / /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109468935950161087?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109468935950161087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109468935950161087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109468935950161087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109468935950161087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/09/woohoo-post-number-50-kids-get-excited.html' title='Woohoo!  Post number 50 kids....  Get Excited.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109451356175117969</id><published>2004-09-06T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T18:32:41.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The next installment of adventure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh yes, let me start off from where I was so rudely forced to leave off yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So Jessi and I a perusing through the posters at Revolutions in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Terre Haute when a guy hands us these flyers and tells us that his band is playing a free show at this place called The Eagles Nest over on Poplar Street.  We take the flyers and continue to browse.  After we leave the store and return to Jessi's truck I ask her if maybe we should check it out because it's free and we can always leave if it sucks ass.  We decide to go but it is only like 3 pm and the show isn't until 7 pm, well at least that is what the flyer says.  So we are like "Okay, lets just go to Walmart and then maybe like get some food or something"  So we go to Walmart and end up eating at their Mc Donalds (the fries are cheap there but they taste like shite) and basically kill about 3 hours in there.  Then we hit their fun center thing and I try to win another bean bag George W. Bush because well I have a slight problem with crane machines where I spend waaaaaayyyyy too much money in them.  Also, the Bush doll I have is missing one eye.  But anywhoo, then we played Cruisin Exotica and I finally won a free game WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!.  We only play Vegas though.  We have the whole course memorized now too.  So then we get to Jessi's truck and there are like 4 messages from Tanner.  He wants us to come to Pizza Hut but we are more than 60 miles away.  So then he tell us that he is coming to this show.  So then we travel about terre Haute looking for Poplar Street and this "venue".  I ended up having to ask 2 gas station attendants one of which looked like my anatomy teacher but barely spoke English.  I also had to ask two cops that were just parked in an abandoned parking lot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So after Jessi and I finally found the place we came to realize that we were the only people who actually showed up so the owner had to call some of his friends who all turned out to be recovering alcoholics/drug addicts and the palce is going to be a counseling centre Mondays-Thursdays and on Friday and Saturday nights they are going to have bands.  Tanner and Shawn only stayed for 1/2 of 1 song but were ther for like 30 minutes before the bands finally started playing.  The band was okay and thety were talented and al but they were kind of a hardcore band and I'm not a huge fan of hardcore.  As we were leaving though, the lead singer kurtis, who kept talking to us was like "Oh, I'm going to shake your hands thank you"  So he tells Jessi she can either have sweaty hug or sweaty handshake, so she sticks out her hand and he procedes to shake it.  Then I go to shake his hand and he's like "No, you get sweaty hug" and then hugged me.  It was weird.  I got into Jessi's truck and then she began to laugh hysterically and then we went to Baskin Robbins where I got a big fat kid sundae and then we went home, thus concluding the night's adventure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The next day I came here and wrote to you and then went to Tannerstock for awhile where I felt really out of place and we left and then went to Anna's where we tried to light a fire and looked at the stars for awhile and I left at about 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yeah so thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Plantman knows where the plants will grow., Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109451356175117969?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109451356175117969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109451356175117969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109451356175117969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109451356175117969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/09/next-installment-of-adventure.html' title='The next installment of adventure.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109442175843580579</id><published>2004-09-05T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T17:02:38.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hello you sweeet little creatures who actually manage to read this thing.  I truely love you for taking the time to do so.  Okay well it was only 2 days since the last post because I found myself bored and with a story to tell.  Anyways so here it goes, the story of the last 2 days well since I last wrote on Friday.  So After I ventured home Friday i called Jessi and we talked a bit and decided to go do something.  By the time we decided that we would go to Terre Haute for the evening to look for the new AMP, it was 7pm and we realized that it would not be worth the trip because well, we would get there just in time for the mall to close because well, we take forever to leave to go somewhere.  Anyways, then we decide to go to Paris and perhaps go roller skating.  We went once in December because it was hella cheap and we were going to Marshall anyways and needed something to do from there.  yeah, we're dorks.  Anywhoo, we called up Anna to see if she would go with and she did but then Jessi's truck was making a funny noise and her dad didn't want her to leave town in it.(It turned out that there was just a stick dragging that her dad ran over)  Since my car is (still) a broken down piece of shit, that was more than out, and Anna's dad would not let us use her car because apparently she poked a small hole in something that time we used it to get firewood.  So we ended up doing what we had done the 2 previous Fridays.  We lit a fire.  Anna finally found her (precious) lighter fluid but the wood wasn't dead enough to burn.  She poured the rest of the cumin on it too and it caught fire in the air.  That was pretty rad.  Then Jessi and I got in the lake and swam across it.  Anna didn't get in because well something had spawned in it so there were a lot of little eggs on the surface of the water in this one area.  Then we watched the end of Save the Last Dance (it was on tv okay?!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jessi and I decided to go to Terre Haute since we did not go the day before.  We called Anna and she was MIA.  So we went and we stopped in Sullivan on the way to go to their Goodwill.  It was closed.  So then we go to the Newstand to get these delicioyus drinks they have.  Jessi decided against getting one since well she always gets Slush-puppy and can never finish the little dinky kid sized one.  I, of course, got a chocolate-cherry Coke.  Mmmmmm......  Delicious.  then we continued on to Terre Haute and went to the mall and aimlessly wondered for awhile.  We got the new AMP.  YAY!  After we left and went to Revolutions we got handed this flyer..............................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;More later I gotta go.  Stay tuned it'll probably be Wednesday.  I promise a story of fun, adventure, sweaty hug, recovering alcoholics, and a fat kid sundae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Because it's happened doesn't mean you've been discarded., Tague&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109442175843580579?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109442175843580579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109442175843580579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109442175843580579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109442175843580579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello-you-sweeet-little-creatures-who.html' title=''/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109424934518292097</id><published>2004-09-03T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T17:09:05.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well hello boys and girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In case you didn't notice, I took a small break from this whole thing.  It'll probably be a few days before I write more or am on myspace.com or anything because I may have a semi-busy weekend.  Yeah I know, how weird, huh?  I am still pretty restless and need something worthwhile to do.  What that will be, who knows?  Not me.  hmm...  10 minutes ago I was full of brilliant things to say, now my mind is blank.  Hmmmm.....  I suppose I'll just tell you what's new with me because well that is what I do anyways.  Yeah, so about 8 people cried in my creative expressions class today over our theme projects because they went with things with deep personal meanings and I guess the song I used was pretty deep and personal but I went with the happier side of it in my presentation.  My collage got a wee bit messed up because it was rolled up and I tried rolling it the other way to smooth it out but it just got more messed up.  Also, Jessi and I made nachos in home ec today and they were the best thing I think I have ever eaten.  Mmmmmmmmm...............  I loves me some nachos.  Oh yeah, Ezekiel, the foreign exchange student from Argentina is seriously awweezzzomb!!!!!!   I LOVE THAT KID!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;On another note, everyone now thinks Tanner is dating Anna or Jessi.  He's not.  He's still just dating his left hand.  I believe he calls it, I mean her Shanaynay.  Well, I am being weird anyways so I might as well tell you what I did right after I got home from school.  Jessi made me this awesome CD and well it is the most embarrassing CD ever.  Big Country, The Offspring's cover of I Wanna Be Sedated, A Favor House Atlantic, I melt with You......  not so embarrassing.  Half Breed, The "I steal Only What I Can't Afford song from Aladdin, Oh Jeebus!!!  I'm not telling you anymore of what is on it.  Most of the songs have jokes to them, okay?!?!  Also, there was some dancing involved on my part.  Yeah, I told you it was embarrassing.  Especially since I dace all 80's style for I am a spaz.  why am I telling you this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Making love to you was never second best, Tague     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109424934518292097?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109424934518292097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109424934518292097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109424934518292097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109424934518292097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/09/well-hello-boys-and-girls.html' title='Well hello boys and girls.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109381860857493569</id><published>2004-08-29T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T17:38:58.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I think are beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.lpl.arizona.edu/~rhill/alpo/images/stars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jerseymet.gov.je/images/lightening.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lightning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.girlfactor.com/archives/images/2003/20030803streetlights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Streetlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mit.edu/dchou/www/gallery/03-01-30snowFrRm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Falling Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.atpm.com/7.06/southern-california/images/sunset.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fatwreck.com/pics/bruisedarms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lawrence Arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think maybe that last one is my favorite, I mean look at them, so hot, so talented, so nice, so animal friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"I maybe young but I know nothing, nothing really matters except what's in you heart, No good, no bad, no wrong, no right."-  Madcap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That is a song lyric that is beautiful and true, now if only I could figure out what' in my heart.  Plah!!!, I'm gettign frustrated again.,  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109381860857493569?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109381860857493569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109381860857493569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109381860857493569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109381860857493569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/things-i-think-are-beautiful.html' title='Things I think are beautiful'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109381487167737500</id><published>2004-08-29T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T16:27:51.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I may soon be abandoning this thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just don't know if I can continue this thing for much longer.  It's lost its charm appeal and whatevr spark it had in the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love as always., Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109381487167737500?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109381487167737500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109381487167737500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109381487167737500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109381487167737500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-may-soon-be-abandoning-t_109381487167737500.html' title='I may soon be abandoning this thing.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109381083802542657</id><published>2004-08-29T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:20:38.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't think that it is humanly possible to become any more disenchanted with the world than I am right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm just being honest.  My headache is still here.  Last night was not a good night either.  My dad picked me up here at about 8 pm with the warning of "You better hope you have plans because you aren't going to want to go home."  When I asked why it was because my mother had agreed to watch her cousin's kids and well I suppose I probably ought to give you guys a bit of background because I don't think Jessi and Anna really even know this but my mom has been ill with something for what will be 8 years in January.  The reason I just call this something is because 100+ doctors can't seem to figure it out.  Since they can't fix whatever it is they treat the symptoms.  Anyways so as result of this stupid mystery illness she has very few red bllod cells and her immune system is not good at all so infection of any sort seems to spread.  So anyways back to the story,  my mom had a tooth get infected sometime ago and as usual the infection spread.  When she finally got into a dentist, they had to pull like 6 teeth.  The sockets of these were still highly infected and it was like a month ago when she got the first of these pulled.  So anyways my options were to either go to Terre Haute with my parents so that my mom could got to the ER for an antibiotic shot or to stay in my house with my 12 year old brother my cousins aged 2,5,and 9, and another cousin of my moms.  Needless to say out of my hatred for kids I went.  So I spent like 2 hours sitting in the waiting room at the ER at Union Hospital in Terre Haute.  Oh joy, fun fun for everyone.  You'd think that with all the similar trips I had made, that I would be getting used to this by now.  I don't think that it is really something you get used to.  Almost 8 years and I'm still not used to it, but then again I've watched her completely change and just watched as the doctors tried to treat the symptoms.  Damn, I'm about to start crying,  I don't even know why I am typing this.  Okay, I'm done now,  I think I've probably told you too much,  feel free to hurt me because now I am vulne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rable to you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXOXO, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109381083802542657?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109381083802542657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109381083802542657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109381083802542657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109381083802542657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-dont-think-that-it-is-hu_109381083802542657.html' title='I don&apos;t think that it is humanly possible to become any more disenchanted with the world than I am right now.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109374153793576664</id><published>2004-08-28T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T20:06:20.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish that this headache would go away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have seriously had this headache for about a month now. I goes away for a few hours at a time like every 2 days. I think it's one of those "I hate my life and wish things were better" headaches. It went away last night during the traditional Anna Jessi and Tague we're bored lets burn stuff bonfire. We didn't go to get wood until after it was dark so we had to buy it at Walmart. It was like W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;estern Hickory scent or something and said "Do not use for cooking" and Anna kept putting cumin on the fire because she couldn't find her lighter fluid. Oh boy did that fire smell good. (if you can't tell, I was being sarcastic there here's a hint to my sarcasm, if I say things like oh boy or oh joy or anything along those lines I am being sarcastic) Anyways, yeah so the marshmallows tasted a wee bit funny. I probably have like tuberculosis now. Then we all got in the lake again. Me and Jessi swam across it. Twice. I don't know how I d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;id it because I ummm..... can't swim and that lake gets pretty deep. Maybe all the marshmallows I ate made me more buoyant. Oh yeah I also got a haircut yesterday and realized why I don't go to a *ahem* professional. There was this terrible bowl cut effect in the back. it's a good thing I didn't get the front cut. Anna had to fix it. I kinda like it now even though it is a wee bit Kelly Osbourne who a girl told me I looked like in Evansville a week ago. I DO NOT look like Kelly Osbourne! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;t's gonna be awesome in about 6 weeks after it grows out though. Bluck! I can't believe somebody actually thought I looked like Kelly Osbourne. That's better than Avril &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;avigne I guess. I used to get that one a lot but not anymore because I stopped wearing Dickies and Vans, I think. I t was always when my hair was in my face and all you could see was my nose. This was also back when I actually went out into the sun so my hair was a light reddis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;h brown color. It's naturally a darkish brown with a bit of red to it. Okay, well I can't remember what I was really talking about. So vote for B.U.N. as class officers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NUTS 'N' BOLTS REVOLT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P.S. My brothers hampster died and he thinks i killed it on purpose. I didn't I really love animals. Until I started taking care of it 3 weeks ago it got really fat and hardly moved and ate a lot and I think was depressed because he neglected it. Then I started tking care of it and it didn't have to live in my parents closet anymore and actually ran its little whell and stuff and was getting in quite good shape. But now it's dead. So it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109374153793576664?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109374153793576664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109374153793576664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109374153793576664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109374153793576664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-wish-that-this-headache-would-go.html' title='I wish that this headache would go away.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109373202199298178</id><published>2004-08-28T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T17:27:01.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>http://thebunisinyourmind.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Remember to vote for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXOXO, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109373202199298178?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109373202199298178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109373202199298178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109373202199298178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109373202199298178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/httpthebunisinyourmindblogspotcom.html' title='http://thebunisinyourmind.blogspot.com'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109373014560473834</id><published>2004-08-28T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T16:55:45.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay listen up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay so we are taking over as class officers.  Tanner is going for president, Elisha is going for vice president and Anna and I are going to sign up to run for historian and secretary respectively on Monday.  The great thing about this is that well no one is running against us we don't think.  Also, we are going to sling so much mud and so much propaganda that I don't think anyone will ever even speak to the others again.  So, I'm about to put up the B.U.N. page so stay tuned for the link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you but only iif you vote B.U.N., Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109373014560473834?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109373014560473834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109373014560473834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109373014560473834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109373014560473834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/okay-listen-up.html' title='Okay listen up.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109357145287225144</id><published>2004-08-26T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T21:19:40.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want people to chill out and maybe follow through on a promise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay so I have been so freakin weird forever. Like the last 3 weeks. Anyways its weird and I don't like it. It's just so weird like I'm a huge ball of nervous restless energy but I don't know what to do. I can't seem to pay enough attention to read and I just am not in the mood to write I don't really even watch tv as of late. I just kind of sit there. UGH! I am sorry when I misled you into thinking that this is a real post. Well, it at least is something i'm writing. Noon yesterday was exactly one week of me being a vegetarian. I think I'm going to have to start lying and tell people I do eat meat again but not really do so. Seriously, my friends are horrible about it too. It really is beginning to piss me off. They are really just being mean about the whole thing and keep making comments about it I don't know why they care!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i mean back when I ate meat, if one of them decided to stop eating meat I would have been supportive but no they are being incredibly freakin douchey about it. I always felt bad about eating meat but i always figured that that cow would eat me if he got the chance but I mean like it bothers me so much and they can't just accept that and shut up about it because I AM NOT HURTING THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My parents haven't done anything about my shitty car being broken and have the audacity to bitch about having to take me to school and are i guess going to offer one of my friends money to bring me home from school but maybe if they'd take all the gas money they have been giving other people to cart me around these last EIGHT MONTHS they could have fixed/replaced that piece of shit in the driveway. I have also had a severe headache for about 2 1/2 weeks. I am not in a very good mood if you can tell I have a creative expressions project to do but I'm in a huge creative rut right now and I don't feel good and I think I might just go home and cry for awhile because I am so frustrated with everything. And I can't find my Broadways Broken Van CD which has the song that usually cheers me up on it. Bloody kinell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm off to throw/kick/break something. Tague &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;styl&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109357145287225144?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109357145287225144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109357145287225144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109357145287225144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109357145287225144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-just-want-people-to-chill-out-and.html' title='I just want people to chill out and maybe follow through on a promise.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109347073429924616</id><published>2004-08-25T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T16:56:00.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock Knock.  Bob. Bob Saget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who knew people actually cared about Bob Saget. Look At what people actually took the time to make. I am now afraid of just about everybody in the whole wide world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bobsagetisgod.com/lordbob.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bobsagetisgod.com/clioudSunRays.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://maddox.xmission.com/saget3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://maddox.xmission.com/saget2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXOXOXOXO, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS Does this scare you as much as it scares me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109347073429924616?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109347073429924616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109347073429924616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109347073429924616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109347073429924616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/knock-knock-bob-bob-saget.html' title='Knock Knock.  Bob. Bob Saget.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109346995713923235</id><published>2004-08-25T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T16:40:09.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I christen this creature, Chomama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.artlex.com/ArtLex/uv/images/ugly_guyshead.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Man, Chomama is UGLY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love and Hugs, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109346995713923235?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109346995713923235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109346995713923235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109346995713923235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109346995713923235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-christen-this-creature-chomama.html' title='I christen this creature, Chomama.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109346606792498127</id><published>2004-08-25T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T16:36:24.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://deseretnews.com/photos/1697539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Napoleon Dynamite. A most excellent movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.simonsays.com/ssimkt/outlawvolleyball/bandphotos/madcap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Madcap. A great band and not hard to look at either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://artmine.tripod.com/cafe3/bam120.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Republican Bastards, How would you like my book in your arse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lafetealamaison.free.fr/images/sagetphoto02b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is it just me or does Bob Saget look as though he could be Justin Sane from Anti-Flag's father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.i-mockery.com/moviereviews/pics/thestuff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can't get enough of the Stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spookyweb.de/csi/bilder/autogramme/autogramm_george_eads2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Man George Eads signs his name the way every girl who signed my 5th grade yearbook did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well anyways, thats it for this post. Hugs to all who care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Give me what I want, and I will go away., Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lafetealamaison.free.fr/images/sagetphoto02b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109346606792498127?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109346606792498127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109346606792498127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109346606792498127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109346606792498127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/enjoy.html' title='Enjoy'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109339426803578009</id><published>2004-08-24T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T19:37:48.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas, I bring to you..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ARMULAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.simplicity.com/assets/4942/4942t.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Love and peace from near and far because I bring you Armular,  Tague.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplicity.com/assets/4942/4942t.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109339426803578009?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109339426803578009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109339426803578009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109339426803578009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109339426803578009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/alas-i-bring-to-you.html' title='Alas, I bring to you..............'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109339336553630300</id><published>2004-08-24T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T19:32:49.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My day today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I had quite the interesting day today so i thought I'd share it with you even though you were probably there. I was rudely awaken at 2 oclock this afternoon after about 14 hours of sleep by incessant pounding on my front door. There was Jessica and Tanner. Jessica was talking on her cell phone to Anna who I was supposed to do something with today at noon but couldn't due to lack of funds. I was quite disoriented and had no idea what was going on. They said they were going to go get Anna and then go rent the Exorcist and that they would be back. So I took a shower and upon returning to my room I discovered the 3 of them in there squirting each other with lotion and smacking each other in the face with my dirty underwear. Also, I discovered about 10 minutes later that they did not rent the exorcist but Orgy of the Dead. Oh my god It's terrible. Basically average-looking women dance topless as some character and disappear into a fog. Some of them were pretty funny though like the bride lady. Also, Jessi and Anna got quite angry about the lack of penis while we were all disappointed in the lack of the orgy the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; name implied that the movie contained. I was disappointed by how unattractive the men were. I mean the leading man looked like Davis Hasselhof and Elvis had an ugly child. Also, in the middle of this movie my parents arrived home. My mom had just gotten some sort of medical test done and was pretty sedated but whe she saw the bride lady she laughed a lot and said that she knew that we were no watching the Exorcist. Well anyways, I am about done seeing as to I have only been up for a few hours so don't have anyother events to tell you of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Presenting the incredible human car crash, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS I got this nifty little thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thelawrencearms.net/images/punkvoter.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109339336553630300?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109339336553630300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109339336553630300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109339336553630300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109339336553630300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-day-today.html' title='My day today.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109331717638285044</id><published>2004-08-23T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T22:12:56.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One day you will................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well boys and girls the contest is off.  After only receiving two entries I have become discouraged and called the whole thing off.  To the two people who entered jessi and Medium Tom, thank you both and you are both winners and win my eternal graditude for taking a small amount of you time to amuse me.  Anyways there was more I was going to say but i have forgotten it.  I think it may have been about how much I seriously dislike the band Pipedown.  Especially their singer Ean who is a douchebag like no one else and the fact that their band really sort of sucks.  If you are a Pipedown fan I am sorry.  Not for what I said but instead sorry that you have whatever mental defect it is that allows you to like Pipedown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sorry, I'm in such a bad mood guys.  I overslept, I smell like a whole canisterAxe deodorant body spray, and The Lawrence Arms began their hiatus today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Do you like Motley Crue as much as we do?"  "No.",  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109331717638285044?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109331717638285044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109331717638285044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109331717638285044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109331717638285044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-day-you-will.html' title='One day you will................'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109331577380659783</id><published>2004-08-23T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T21:49:33.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyways what was I talking about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Usually I am full of clever remarks and things to say.  Right now there are a few things on my mind.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One is that I hate when people do not take me seriously because of 2 reasons.  these two reasons being A. I'm a girl  and B. I'm 17.  It actually bothers me more on the second one than the first because well sexism is one of the worlds oldest albeit stupidest practices.  I really don't think age has anything to do with a person's thinking capacity because there are people in there 30's, 40's, and 50's who are complete morons.  People really do think that when you are 17 that you don't know anything, that you have no clue what you are doing, and that you can't make decisions for yourself.  THEY ARE WRONG.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Two.  This also deals with how much i hate being 17.  I will be unable to vote in this next election.  I really want Bush out of the White House because quite frankly I am terrified of what will become of our civil liberties along with the economy and just the country as a whole.  So if you will be old enough to vote, do so please.  Also, vote for Kerry because well even though Nader is probably the best candidate, he doesn't stand a chance.  If you will be too young to vote go over to Punkvoter and sign up because the more members they have the stronger they'll be.  Also by signing up you get information on local elections.  Even if you are old enough to vote go join up with Punkvoter.  Don't just do it because I told you to either do it for yourself and your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay so I just complained a lot at you again because well I'm in a bad mood and I smell quite heavily of Axe deodorant body spray (oh how I wish to be an only child) and the smell is giving me a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm not all that entertaining.,  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109331577380659783?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109331577380659783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109331577380659783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109331577380659783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109331577380659783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/anyways-what-was-i-talking-about.html' title='Anyways what was I talking about?'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109330707917983011</id><published>2004-08-23T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T19:24:39.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well kids heres another installment in the adventures of  the trainwreck that is me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;First off, I didn't go to class this morning because I didn't wake up until 5 minutes before said class was to start so I told my alarm clock who also happens to be my mom that I was not going to class because they prefer you not to show up as to showing up late.  I also made an awesome lightening bolt tee shirt.  the edges need a bit of cleaning up with a black sharpie and my mom got a wee bit pissed that I used the whole chlorox bleach pen.  When you put bleach on a black tee shirt it turns pink.  Anyways, I'm working on  a real post like a good one soon but I think I should write them on paper because i lose them in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways I love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I told you not to put that in your mouth,  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109330707917983011?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109330707917983011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109330707917983011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109330707917983011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109330707917983011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-kids-heres-another-installment-in.html' title='Well kids heres another installment in the adventures of  the trainwreck that is me.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109321439343037484</id><published>2004-08-22T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T17:39:53.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My endless ramblings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All right kids I have about 5 minutes to ramble on at you.  Okay first of all  The Lawrence Arms begin their touring hiatus tomorrow and that very much saddens because whenever bands I like say that they are going on hiatus they either end up breaking up or its a huge friggin hiatus.  Example of A- Worthless United   Example of B- Descendents and they take 7 years at a time.  I realize that with Descendents there is always the band all but it just doesn't feel the same.  All is what I like to Axl Rose's version of Guns'n'Roses from that MTV awards.  To me Chad Price is Buckethead.  Also, I spent all day yesterday with my family in various retail shops and this made me realize that the world really is full of idiots and that my brother is one.  Also, I realized just how much I hate small children and girls.  Yeah I said I hate girls.  I think it's my personality but I, for the most part, tend to get along better with guys.  Note I said for the most part.  Some of my very best friends are girls.  Anyways,  i promise you all a good post sometime in the next few days but I'm very scatterbrained at the moment and I have a headache so I am going home taking some asprin and then doing something with Jessi so stay tuned for something worth reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ummmmmmmmmmmmm..................... ,  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS.  The post below this is new too so you might want to read it too.  Also I think I may cancel the contest for lack of entries.  Well I love you guys and I'm shutting up now okay?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109321439343037484?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109321439343037484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109321439343037484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109321439343037484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109321439343037484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-endless-ramblings.html' title='My endless ramblings.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109321148250350514</id><published>2004-08-22T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T16:51:22.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing your brain cells one post at a time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm not going to school Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, I'm going to LTC but not RHS because I have to sit through part of a lame assembly and then leave after half of an hour.  Anyways, I got some pants that I don't haveto keep sewing the insides of the legs and the crotch back into.  I also got an Evel Knievel tee shirt thats made like his uniform shirt.  I'm still a vegetarian.  My brother is a little douchebag from hell to me about it though. Like we ate at a Mongolian Barbeque place and I got all vegetable and I look away for one second and out the corner of my eye I see something fly onto my plate.  What was this something, you ask.  A big piece of beef.  I mean what the hell did he think I wasn't going to notice a huge piece meat in the middle of my plate.  Also I discovered that eggplant parmesean from Olive Garden is quite good.  Olive garden wow that is an intersting story. First of all the waitress was a total idiot and was not very friendly.  Second of all my brother also kept hitting me with that little pager thing while we were waiting on a table and got sent to the car where he tried to steal one of my cds which is pretty stupid of him because well he listens to rap and even got those retarded G-unit shoes which cost more that 4 pairs of chuck depending on where you go.  Speaking of these shoes, he took one of them off while  we were eating and sniffed it then proceeded to ask the rest of us if we wanted to sniff it too.  Needless to say my mom got pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways I would fill your heads with interesting tales and such but I really don't feel like it today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fatwreck.com/pics/bruisedarms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fatwreck.com/pics/armsbruised.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Also click here for a wonderful Lawrence Arms interview in which there is apparently a lost member named Brandon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bitemezine.net/Archives/lawrence.htm"&gt;http://bitemezine.net/Archives/lawrence.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hey you!  Gimme them PANTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!,   Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109321148250350514?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109321148250350514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109321148250350514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109321148250350514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109321148250350514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/killing-your-brain-cells-one-post-at.html' title='Killing your brain cells one post at a time.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109302451163786328</id><published>2004-08-20T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T13:01:12.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My long awaited answers to my own contest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1-3. This varies from person to person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4. 7, I don't truely know. I do know though that 7 lbs is about the average weight of a woodchuck. And they say that the internet teaches us nothing of value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5. I don't care who you are, when you get your body back it will feature a huge tattoo of Three's Company darling Don Knotts. On your back. I don't mean huge like those big lower back tattoos that are uber popular right now, I mean the entire surface area of your back. Otherwise this also varies from person to person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6. The girl equivalent to boxer briefs I think that they are called boyshorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7. Hmmmmm. Who you are is the basis of my seduction technique. I will probably fail though because I am not very attractive or seductive and I don't enjoy being naked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8. The meat sauce because I am a vegetarian and meat is disgusting. Also, I have probably destroyed all the dignity I've ever had by know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;9. Ummm...  loneliness- because as much as I don't want to need other people I really do need them, invincibility/immortality-it's just creepy, and Liza Minelli- really, why are you not terrified of her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10. My friends and various acquaintances, I don't know what they are doing with me but I love them for being around. Also, I suppose I can be quite charming and funny if I want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;11. The fellowship(Josh, April, Jessi, Anna), The Lawrence Arms, Kurt Vonnegut, Andy Warhol, Micheal Moore. Also Gwyneth Paltrow and Casey for the express purpose of poisoning their tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;12. strawberry or cherry/chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13. I'd want to be my cat Travis but alive just so that I would know what it was he was thinking. Also, he had style like none other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;14. Ummm.. Haven't you all heard of THE GREAT SLACKERO. But if I were to acquire a power of some sort I would want the power of static electricity and the ability to control it. Basically, I want to be able to shock douchebags from across the room without them knowing it was me and without having to get up and go touch them or shock them. This would be a wonderful tool in making someone shut up I think because I would also be able to control intensity of the shock meaning I could give a few small warning shocks building up to a severe painful one. My costume consists of whatever I happen to be wearing along with a purple plaid ninja-turtles style eye mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;15. Actually I rather amused myself. I also discovered that I am a huge friggin weirdo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109302451163786328?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109302451163786328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109302451163786328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109302451163786328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109302451163786328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-long-awaited-answers-to-my-own.html' title='My long awaited answers to my own contest.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109302153756036880</id><published>2004-08-20T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T12:14:08.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NAKED HANDSTAND: A tale of butt-in-fronts, middle aged people clinging to their youth in pleather pants, and, of course, aging rockstars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well hello adoring fans of mine. Yesterday was fairly decent. I found myself at a Dr. Hook concert in a bowling alley. Not really my thing but it made for a great character study. I smelled pretty raunchy when I went home so I took a shower. Aren't you proud of me it was the first one since Saturday. I wouldn't of either but I had beer splashed on me several times and picked up the odor of stale cigarrettes and other peoples BO. Anyways it was great watching the 40 and over crowd attempt to cling to their youth. I saw tons of mullets, rednecks and pleather pants. So yeah. Good news in 5,4,3,2,1...... My Rock Against Bush V. 2 finally arrived it featues a rather awwwwwezomb CD, along with a DVD that looks good but I haven't had much time to check it out because I attempted to go to bed last night because I had to get up at 7:30 in order to be ready to leave for a 9 AM class. Speech.... should be pretty easy because I have tons of stuff to say but usually nobody to listen. This CD much like it's predecessor features a great booklet with a lot of info. This booklet also features a wonderful picture of none other than the Lawrence Arms. (girly awwe-like noises) Those guys can have my babies anyday. Just kidding, I don't want babies or kids of any type. But jeebus those are 3 mighty goodlooking fellow and they are talented and nice to me to boot. yeah so I went to my first speech class today as I said before. Should be cool. Theres one person who is pretty rad and she tri-glossed me along with her car one time. Theres another girl who stalks Anna but she's going to give me a ride home Monday and back to school until my car is fixed/I get a new one. This is a matter that angers me a lot and I am about to maybe take it out on you. I mean I've had my licence for about 14 months now and my car has been broken for over 8 months. I keep hearing "I'm working on it, I'm working on it. Within the next 2 weeks I promise". The worst thing is that I hate being so dependent on other people like that and then when they aren't doing everything in their power to fix it they get pissed at me for wanting a ride somewhere. Sometimes I wish I didn't need anybody or have any feelings because then I could never be hurt or let down. Although then I would never feel happy or excited or anything so................. Also, in case you were wondering I am still a vegetarian. The fateful dream occurred almost exactly 48 hours ago. It was like 10 hours before that that I had had meat. No cravings for it either except for one but that was before the dream that started it all. Beef soft tacos from Taco Bell. If only they didn't contain meat or if only meat wasn't hella gross to me right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways, I'm rambling and I have a headache so I will shut up now. Keep scrolling down for contest rules and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let's go down to the lake and take a swim in our mistakes, Tague &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109302153756036880?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109302153756036880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109302153756036880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109302153756036880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109302153756036880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/naked-handstand-tale-of-butt-in-fronts.html' title='NAKED HANDSTAND: A tale of butt-in-fronts, middle aged people clinging to their youth in pleather pants, and, of course, aging rockstars.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109288037821308178</id><published>2004-08-18T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T20:59:02.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple posts again.  Lucky you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay well I am about to head home for a bit, meaning I may be back in an hour or I may be back tomorrow. Our computer comes back from the smart computer fixer guy in a few days I believe so these may start coming in droves during the wee morning hours for I am a horrible insomniac who in absence of sleep, thinks or takes on huge projects meaning one day you could find a whole interactive site devoted to Armular. Okay just in case you were wondering about my responses to my own contest I'll post them later. Speaking of the contest it started yesterday and a winner will be announced August 31st, that being a fortnight from the beginning. I really want something that tastes like strawberries right now. Unfortunately, we don't have anything that tastes like strawberries at Casa de Tague (I never took Spanish so forgive me if this is wrong) . In fact, we probably don't have any food that doesn't taste like pizza rolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Special Green D is people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS.  If my Rock Against Bush Volume 2 does not arive in the mail tomorrow, I am busting out my old friend THE GREAT SLACKERO aka the greatest laziest lamest super hero known to man and she will hold the mailman hostage until it does arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109288037821308178?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109288037821308178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109288037821308178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109288037821308178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109288037821308178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/multiple-posts-again-lucky-you.html' title='Multiple posts again.  Lucky you.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109287272734703071</id><published>2004-08-18T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T18:45:27.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's smooth and creamy. I'ts low calorie and delicious. And it kills. It's The Stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yay, another tagline for a cheesy 80's horror movie as a title.  It should guarantee another great read for the 3 people who read this page.  If you are not one of the "regulars" and are here for contest details scroll down to the next post.  I am actually in a rather good mood today despite that I woke up crying and a vegetarian.  Yeah I said vegetarian.  I had a dream right before I woke up at about noon today that I was in a slaughterhouse and all these dead animals were talking to me and made me feel really guilty about eating meat.  the weirdest thing was that my cat that died Sunday was there too and he was talking and said something about that it may be him in that ground beef.  It was weird and it made me cry and now I don't eat meat anymore.  This will probably last about 4 days but until I notify you of a change I don't eat meat of any sort.  The weirdest thing about that dream though was that my cat had the same voice as ALF.  Anywhoo, thats it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm sorry, okay, I just ate shaving cream., Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS I went to the library today I should be much more umm.... enriched in about a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109287272734703071?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109287272734703071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109287272734703071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109287272734703071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109287272734703071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-smooth-and-creamy-its-low-calorie.html' title='It&apos;s smooth and creamy. I&apos;ts low calorie and delicious. And it kills. It&apos;s The Stuff!'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109279883560764019</id><published>2004-08-17T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T22:13:55.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST! CONTEST! CONTEST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay boys and girls I have now given you a mission. I am holding this contest in an attempt to cheer myself up along with amuse myself and get rid of some of the things I have accumulated over these past years.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Read these questions carefully.  Then copy them and paste them into an email to me with your answers.  My email address is &lt;a href="mailto:TAGUESALOSER@truepunk.com"&gt;TAGUESALOSER@truepunk.com&lt;/a&gt;.  In this email, include your name, email address, and how you became aware of this contest.  Who ever has the best answers wins a prize.  There may end up being multiple winners.  I will email whoever wins telling them that they have won the contest and then I will request their address so that I can send them their prize.  Got it?  Great, now have fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1.  Have we met and if so how did we meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2.  What is it that you like most about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3.  What do you like the least about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4.  How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck  could chuck wood?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let's suppose that this woodchuck weighs 7lbs.  and has 6 hours to chuck all the firewood sized wood his little woodchuck heart desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5.  Let's say that something strange has happened in the alignment of the planets causing you and I to switch bodies for 72 hours.  What are you going to do while in my body for these 72 hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6.  What type of underwear do you wear if any?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7.  Let's say you wake up one morning and are madly in love with me, what are you going to do in an attempt to seduce me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8.  Which do you think a the least dignified way to die, to drown in meat sauce in your normal state of being and atireor to be struck my lightening while running down the street wearing an shirt as pants and a toddlers bee suit while singing "one night in Bangkok", and why do you feel that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;9.  What is your biggest fear and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10.  What do you like most about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;11.  Let's say you are having tea party, what 12 people living, dead, fictional characters,famous,and otherwise are you going to invite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;12.  What is your favorite flavor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13.  If you were an animal what animal would you be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;14.  Let's say that you got some mysterious toxic/radioactive waste spilled on you and now you are a superhero what power do you have and what is your name and who do you crusade against?  Also what does your costume look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;15.  Did you have fun filling this out?  Be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alright now boys and girls send this to me and all entrys will be judged and a winner will be announced in a fortnight.,  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109279883560764019?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109279883560764019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109279883560764019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109279883560764019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109279883560764019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/contest-contest-contest.html' title='CONTEST! CONTEST! CONTEST!'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109278914691857225</id><published>2004-08-17T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T19:32:26.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations, You're fat Elvis!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well my headache is gone.  Well I think that perhaps I will go to the library tomorrow in a feable attempt to further enlighten myself in the wide world of literature.  I just realized that it is like 7 oclock.  Wow that means I've been here for about 4 hours.  I never claimed to have a life, now did I?  I'm pretty sure I didn't.  Man I am such a loser.  Just thought you should know just in case you didn't already.  I wonder if my Rock Against Bush Volume 2 came today.  It better have or else I'm going to attack the mailman tomorrow which will not be a prety sight.  Especially since our mailman looks like the Crocodile Hunter.  Today I once again realized that the world is full of idiots and thus have vowed to stay away from the Warped Tour message boards.  I should stay away from all things Warped Tour actually since the tour sold it's soul and was bastardized this year.  Nine years of true punk credibility gone in one short year.  Well I guess that it was slipping last year.  I can promise though, that if my "band" ever gets together, meaning gets members with instruments and such then has songs, then does shows, then perhaps a few CD's, etc, shall never play the Warped Tour unless they want to do it without me.  But if it has the people that are in it now in it's current nonexistant status, they won't want to do it without me because they are my best friends.  The sad thing is I'll probably be back on there tomorrow fighting with some idiot about something stupid.  So I think I'll stop harrassing you and go home because then I might get some dinner.  Stress heavily on the might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;So it goes, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109278914691857225?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109278914691857225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109278914691857225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109278914691857225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109278914691857225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/congratulations-youre-fat-elvis.html' title='Congratulations, You&apos;re fat Elvis!!!'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109277809692620527</id><published>2004-08-17T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T16:28:16.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Terrifying Tale Of Sluts And Bolts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay so the title to this post may be a bit unorthodox as to my usual titles but that it because it is one of the taglines to the movie &lt;em&gt;Frankenhooker.&lt;/em&gt;  Yeah I've seen it.  I'm not proud of that but at least I'm honest enough to admit to it.  Okay so if you've been wondering what I've been up to these last few days you are about to find out.  Even if you didn't want to know you are about to find out.  So anyways, Saturday Jessi and I decided that perhaps it would be a good idea to go to Flat Rock and visit Shanegel.  So we went knocked on his door and his mom answered.  Shanegel was not home.  It turns out he was at Wizard Fest or something.  It's some sort of comic convention in Chicago.  Flat Rock homecoming happened to be going on while we were there so we decided to check it out.  If there ever was a time where I felt out of place it was there.  Well, there was that dance at Anna's art camp that we went to,  I also felt very out of place there but yeah.  We bought ceramic Indian heads.  I never claimed I was cool okay.  So then we left.  We gathered up some CD's and went driving around out in the country were we almost got attacked by an owl, almost went into this ditch that we thought was a road, and listened to the Lawrence Arms and the Chinkees.  Then we went to Mc Donalds.  The next day Travis died and I came here for awhile.  After I got home Jessi and I went and rented Frankenhooker and The Hunger hosted by David Bowie.  All I have to say about both of those movies is WOW.  Yesterday, I talked to Jessi for awhile then Anna called saying she was back from Colorado, so I talked to both of them which was enabled by a wonderful function called 3 way calling.  We decided to have a bonfire and so we drank Waikiki Punch and ate white cheddar popcorn and marshmallows around the fire.  I played with a burning stick while Anna took pictures.  The end of the stick broke off mid-swing and hit me in the arm.  I luckily walked away from that with no injuries and of course went and lit the end of the stick back on fire because I learned my lesson one time but once isn't enough.  Well, when it comes to fires.  One time was enough in that whole escapade that was Casey.  Then we got into the lake.  Anna and Jessi did so naked, of course.  Then they tried to get me to get naked but I wouldn't.  I hate being naked.  It's just one of those things that just makes me feel too open as do trusting people and letting them read stuff I've written.  Today my mom had me watch some kids for like 45 minutes and now I have a headache.  Oh and just in case you happen to be science, I will sell you my uterus because I hate kids and never want to have any.  So if you have enough cash and will pay for it's retrieval,  my uterus could be yours.  Okay so I am going to shut up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anthony Micheal Hallelujah,  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109277809692620527?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109277809692620527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109277809692620527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109277809692620527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109277809692620527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/terrifying-tale-of-sluts-and-bolts.html' title='A Terrifying Tale Of Sluts And Bolts.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109260007692319862</id><published>2004-08-15T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T15:26:42.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel as though I have been punched in the stomach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Remember about three posts ago when I said that things were beginning to look up? If you recall I also said it didn't look like the cat was going to die after all. Well my dad got home not that long ago from the vet. They had to put Travis down. He had a kidney and urinary tract infection and then he go pneumonia and he kept making this terrible noise because his lungs were full of fluid and infection. I just stopped crying so if you see me don't say anything because I'll probably start crying again and then you will feel bad because you will have made me cry. If I can get the disk to work I'll put a picture up on the Friends O Tague blog. That's it for now. I'm hella sad and it physically hurts like someone punched me in the stomach. I feel like I'm going to cry but now my eyes hurt because they are dry. I guess that teaches me a lesson about loving things that have a significantly shorter lifespan than I do. Also Adolf (aptly named because of her mustache, we aren't nazis, I hate nazis) one of our other cats keeps running around crying and going to the door because she thinks he's coming back. Travis was more of a mommy to her than her mother ever was and I don't know what she is going to do with out him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well I love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"I wish Lacee would turn into George Eads because then we could have sex."- Jessi to me on Lacee turning into George Eads., Tague &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS The Rock Against Bush Volume Two is out now it has been for almost a week. go buy it I don't remember who all is on it and my copy hasn't been delivered yet but its got an awesome Lawrence Arms song on it that is brand new. I heard it live July 30th, it rocked. Also, there is a free DVD with it. Even if you like bush the music is great so buy it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109260007692319862?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109260007692319862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109260007692319862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109260007692319862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109260007692319862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-feel-as-though-i-have-been-punched.html' title='I feel as though I have been punched in the stomach.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109251301082707247</id><published>2004-08-14T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T14:58:56.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I really am not looking forward to going back to school. </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lets see school is starting again in about 2 weeks and I couldn't be less thrilled. Oh well in May it will all be over until I got to college. Where and how and for what? I don't know. Perhaps the Tralfamadores do as they seem to know all since they are time travelers. If you've read Slaughter-house Five you'd know what I mean but if you haven't I'm not going to explain so you just have to got and read the book yourself it's great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways as i was saying. School. Don't want to go back. Hate it. Yeah so my schedule would be great if it didn't involve all the idiots and douchebags I will soon be forced to deal with once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1st Semester:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9:00-9:50 mwf Speech out at LTC.&lt;/span&gt; (not bad at least I don't have to be at any classes until 9 instead of 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Art at RHS&lt;/span&gt; (its on the 3rd floorstarts exactly at the same time that my LTC class ends hope the teacher doesn't care when I'm late 3 days a week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Senior Home Ec&lt;/span&gt; (with Jessi and I think Anna luckily not with all the preppy douchebags some of which have sex with the teachers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Creative Expression&lt;/span&gt; (a whole class devoted to creativity in all its form and its taught by Mrs. Ox who is great.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all, it should be an easy semester. Two classes where I get to be the creative little weirdo that I am. One where I just have to talk in front of people and I have a big mouth so it shouldn't be a problem. Then there is Home Ec. It's really going to make me miss Josh a lot for we will have no cabin boy to abuse or play Naughty House Mormons with. I guess this class lets me create too. In regular home ec sophomore year, I don't think we ever followed the recipe right but our groups food always tasted the best and generally looked the most interesting or something that should not be in food was added in. Like the key we baked into our cake or well Josh's hacky sack ending up in the cake or the teal eggs and blue bacon. The scary thing is that Josh is now training to be a chef at some fancy steakhouse. I've cooked with that boy. I don't know how safe I'd feel eating at that steakhouse.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Click on the link below for Armular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;friendID=2835790&amp;amp;imageID=17519345&amp;Mytoken=20040814124232"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=2835790&amp;imageID=17519345&amp;amp;Mytoken=20040814124232&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh Armular, how I do love thee so. I think maybe that it might be weird for me to be a wee bit obsessed with a fake Legolas from Simplicity Costume sewing pattern book. I really do just want to rip the back cover off that book so i can have Armular and do with him as I please. Seriously everyone should have a picture of Armular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways as usual more later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All charades go on forever, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109251301082707247?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109251301082707247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109251301082707247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109251301082707247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109251301082707247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-really-am-not-looking-forward-to.html' title='I really am not looking forward to going back to school. '/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109244782995130426</id><published>2004-08-13T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T20:43:49.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th.  OOOO, ominous.  Yeah right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways yeah so some things have been on my mind lately and well now we have over 180 channels to kill that thinking part of my mind.  But anyways if you haven't figured this out yet it is friday the 13th and for once people didn't go rent all the copies of the Friday the 13th movies.  For once the people of this idiot town are not as predictable as they seem.  Oddly enough, there were several of the Halloween movies missing from the shelf.  Yeah so Jessi and I in our search for the best and worst old horror movies of all time rented The Witchery staring David Hasselhoff and Linda Blair which right now is my top pick for worst movie from the horror section I say from the horror section because well the Pallbearer is what I would call a horror movie because it features El Paltrow and the guy who played Ross on Friends.  That is what I would have to say is the worst movie of all time horror and otherwise.  Oh hell I'm getting off subject but anyways we also rented this movie called The Burning.  It has Fisher Stevens and Jason Alexander in it and you see both of their buttholes.  In the immmortal words of Napoleon Dynamite, GROSS!  I think it was made in 1980 and also features a killer named Cropsy.  Much better than The Witchery but by no means good.  Anyways I've been reading a lot lately.  This last week alone I've read Hocus Pocus and Slaughter House five(for the 21st time I think I've counted) both by the wonderful writer Kurt Vonnegut, A clockwork Orange(with the 21st chapter I might add which I didn't see why it was such a big deal), and A Modest Proposal by Jonathon Swift which I highly recommend.  It is about eating babies so if you find that offensive don't read it but I found it quite amusing. Oh and hers a treat for all of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="javascript:newWindow('designFrame.cfm?designId=11558&amp;design=4942');" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hey look its Armular.  Well if that doesn't show up I took a picture of him at Walmart today so I'll post it when I get it developed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways I'll post more later or you can find me at myspace.com a lot so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm like a carcrash you just can't keep from watching me happen, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109244782995130426?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109244782995130426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109244782995130426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109244782995130426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109244782995130426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/friday-13th-oooo-ominous-yeah-right.html' title='Friday the 13th.  OOOO, ominous.  Yeah right.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109235467104966124</id><published>2004-08-12T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T18:53:29.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well as usual I am being a weirdo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So if you are wondering what I am doing, I am sitting here writing to you, writing a bit just in general, and browsing all the people on myspace.com. That's it. I'm kinda psyched now. We are getting sattilite(no way of spelling this looks right) TV back. Finally. Its been like 3 years on cable. Also the cable people are much more douchey than the sattilite people could ever dream of being. I really don't like cable. I think it might be because we got sattilite for the first time when I was like 5 and thats about when I started watching TV. Then we had it until I was like 14 when we moved into town and switched to cable. Also with sattilite you get like twice as many channels for like half the price. and the sattilite people are nice and not doucebags and don't break your VCR. Here's a tidbit of Tague trivia for you, the day we got sattilite TV hooked up for the first time was also the day I learned to ride a bike without training wheels.  Well thats about it for now as I am getting bored with writing this and I hope this one doesn't make anyone cry. I'm okay guys it's just that this is a depressing world and i was letting it get to me. Maybe I'll do something with this thing I;m writing afterall. Like maybe put it up in a blog of it's own or perhaps turn it into all those lyrics I've been trying to write but haven't known how. Well anyways I love you guys and have fun but not sex with Gwyneth Paltrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Now you will put me in your mouth because I am Delicious!"- Jessi to various poor souls on the internet who have that Baxter song she wants, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109235467104966124?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109235467104966124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109235467104966124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109235467104966124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109235467104966124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-as-usual-i-am-being-weirdo.html' title='Well as usual I am being a weirdo.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109226892895927495</id><published>2004-08-11T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T19:24:10.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me I am in distress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well boys and girls I am still in a shitty mood so it would be in your best interest not to mess with me because I'll mess you up. Okay I probably won't mess you up because I am too lazy/depressed to do so since our cable is still off and I am left with nothing to do but read and listen to music. Both of those things make me think. Some of the best thinking I've ever done was in my car, back when it still worked, with the Lawrence Arms's album apathy and Exhaustion playing just driving around out in the country at like 11 o clock at night. but now my car doesn't work so I don't get to enjoy that luxury anymore. Anyways I don't really know what the hell it is I'mm talking about. Oh yeah I remember, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately and when I think a lot i tend to get depressed becausee I never think about happy things when I'm alone and there is no one to talk to. I generally think about life and the world which are two very depressing things. The upside to this is that I have been writing. A lot actually. It's all just sorta coming out weird right now. I just have like four pages of notebook paper with my thoughts written on them. I don't know what I will do with it though. It's just so weird the way it comes out. Sometimes it's sort of like I'm talking to the paper or whomever might eventually read it. Which at this point no one is going to except for me. Don't even ask. If you are reading this you are probably Jessi or Anna and guys I love you both and you are two of the very best friends the world has to offer but I really just don't like people to read my stuff and I don't trust anyone enough to let them read it. Chances are that everything I'll write will be burned in my kitchen sink or in my bedroom or I'll spit gum into it and throw it out the car window just like everything I've written since I was 14. I kinda regret that though because there were a few good lines and ideads that are now lost forever. I say good because they still make sense to me now even though they did get me in trouble with the guidance counselor in 9th grade. Since then I've been a lot more guarded in respect to what I write because well it generally changes peoples opinions of me or makes them think I'm weird and enough people think I'm weird as it is. I don't know what I'm going to do with it if I don't dispose of it. Anyways I'm rambling and the good news is that it looks like the cat isn't going to die after all.  Oh yeah that whole distress thing....  I have no clue what I am going to do with myself in five minutes from now much less a year from now or five years from now and people won't get off my ass about it, even though I have discovered that some of the best things I've ever done have been the spontaneous things.  Lazer tag, that came from a last minute idea after other plans fell through.  I think maybe I just want a little bit of direction.  What the hell should I do?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do the otter dance, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109226892895927495?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109226892895927495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109226892895927495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109226892895927495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109226892895927495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/help-me-i-am-in-distress.html' title='Help me I am in distress.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109219437715832154</id><published>2004-08-10T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T22:19:37.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend O Tague Photo Album.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay so the old photo album i had at like taguespictures.blogspot.com or whatever was not allowing me to use Hello Blogger bot any more so i have created a new one using the same account as my Larry Arms and Feable Weiner page.  It is now at &lt;a href="http://friendsotague.blogspot.com"&gt;http://friendsotague.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ned me boy carry on the Kelly name,  Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109219437715832154?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109219437715832154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109219437715832154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109219437715832154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109219437715832154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/friend-o-tague-photo-album.html' title='Friend O Tague Photo Album.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109200021404342907</id><published>2004-08-08T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T16:23:34.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One quick announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got all my Lawrence Arms pictures up on &lt;a href="http://larryarmsfeableweiner.blogspot.com"&gt;http://larryarmsfeableweiner.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ENJOY, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109200021404342907?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109200021404342907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109200021404342907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109200021404342907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109200021404342907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-quick-announcement.html' title='One quick announcement'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109200004046799480</id><published>2004-08-08T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T16:20:40.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well my Fortress of Solitude weekend is over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It really wasn't anything to spectacular.  Umm.  Yeah Jessi and watched a lot of movies.  I didn't play any video games or run about in my underwear.  The video games I just wasn't in a videogame mood.  The underwear on the other hand is because I didn't realize that my cousin would be home and that his friend would be there all the time so I wore pants all weekend and well to be honest except for the 12 hours I spent sleeping I wore the same pants.  Okay so I am still wearing these pants but i like them a lot even though they are falling apart.  Okay so we watched the new Ned Kelly.  The only good part was Orlando Bloom's attempt to be Irish.  Oh and the fact that he spoke Chinease and made a servant girl giggle with embarrassment.  We also watched Aladdin and casted the live action version.  The next day we watched The Stuff which is this great horror movie from the mid-80's about this product that comes from the center of the Earth and is sold as a yogurt like food and it takes over people and eats away their insides and makes them crave only the stuff.  Anyways i don't think it would have been near as good if The Stuff weren't a creamy white substance called The Stuff.  Then we watched the Jabba Forensic Files.  Then we tried to watch Ed Gein and fell asleep.  The next day we went to Taco Bell with Tanner and then went to see Collateral.  Ummmm.  Well if you like to watch people get shot by Tom Cruise than this movie is for you since that wasn't something I enjoy it was not for me and I got pissed off because some douchebag not only forgot to turn off his phone but answered it and began to carry on a conversation.  Not just any conversation though since it was an action movie the man had to talk very loudly for the man he was talking to to hear him over the shootings.  Yeah so anyways that was my weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The taste that makes you come back for more... The Stuff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109200004046799480?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109200004046799480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109200004046799480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109200004046799480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109200004046799480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-my-fortress-of-solitude-weekend.html' title='Well my Fortress of Solitude weekend is over.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109167172357170877</id><published>2004-08-04T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T21:08:43.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Larry Arms photos up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OKAY I GOT MY BLACK AND WHITES BACK ON TUESDAY SO I AM ADDING THOSE AT THIS VERY MOMENT AND FOR THOSE OF YOU TOO LAZY TO SCROLL DOWN AND GET THE LINK THEY ARE AT &lt;a href="http://larryarmsfeableweiner.blogspot.com"&gt;http://larryarmsfeableweiner.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;  IF THIS LINK IS WRONG THEN YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE TO SCROLL DOWN ANYWAYS.   MY MOM REALLY HATES THAT ONE OF ME AND CHRIS WHERE HE'S LOOKING AT ME AND WE'RE BOTH SMILING.  THE GOOD NEWS IS THAT NO ONE LOOKS LIKE AN EVIL DEAD WELL THERE IS ONE PICTURE OF NEIL WHERE HIS EYES LOOK COMPLETELY WHITE BUT UMMM YEAH.  ALSO WHILE JESSI AND I WERE IN TERRE HAUTE WE SAW NAPOLEON DYNAMITE AND WELL IT WAS PERHAPS THE FUNNIEST REAL MOVIE I'VE SEEN BESIDES WEEKEND AT BERNIES 2.  NOTE I SAID REAL MOVIE NOT CRAPPY GEORGE EADS EVEL KNEIVAL MOVIE JESS!  BUT ANYWAYS GO SEE IT ASAP.  TO SEE THE ADDED SCENE THOUGH YOU HAVE TO SIT THROUGH THE CREDITS.  THE THEATRE WE SAW IT AT WAS SORTA CRAPPY AND AS A RESULT THE HEADS WERE CUT OFF ALL THE CHARACTERS.  ALSO THE "DELICIOUS!" SCENE WAS NOT IN THE MOVIES. OH WELL I STILL LAUGHED A LOT AND  IT WAS GREAT ANYWAY AND I ALMOST PISSED MYSELF DURING NAPOLEON'S BIG DANCE NUMBER.  I WON'T GIVE ANYTHING ELSE AWAY.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OH AND IF YOU WERE WONDERING WHAT I WAS LIKE FROM&lt;/span&gt; THE AGES OF 4-8 JUST IMAGINE NAPOLEON AND DEB HAVE A FEMALE BABY AND WELL.........  I REALLY WAS LIKE THAT,  I HAD VERY DEB-LIKE HAIR (YES, THERE WAS THE OCCASIONAL CRIMPING AND SIDEPONYTAIL ALONG WITH PIPPY LONGSTOCKING BRAIDS THAT ACTUALLY STOOD OUT), I THOUGHT I KNEW VARIOUS FORMS OF MARTIAL ARTS (THANK YOU POWER RANGERS), I REALLY LIKED NUNCHUCKS, I HAD A FEW DRESSES AROUND THE AGE OF 5 WITH BIG PUFFY SLEEVES, I DREW TONS OF UNICORNS AND OTHER HORSE-LIKE CREATURES WINGED AND OTHERWISE, I MADE KEYCHAINS AND VARIOUS OTHER TYPES OF CRAFTS AND ATTEMPTED TO SELL THEM ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION, AND WELL I'M GOING TO STOP WITH THOSE DETAILS BECAUSE WELL THOSE WERE MORE THAN ENOUGH AND WELL I DON'T WANT TO LOWER YOUR ALEADY LOW OPINION OF ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;IT'LL BE A FEW DAYS UNTILL I POST AGAIN BEAUSE MY PARENTS ARE LEAVING FOR A FEW DAYS AND I HAVE THE HOUSE TO MYSELF FOR THE MOST PART AND I'M GOING TO ENJOY THAT.  SO INSTEAD OF COMING HERE AND WRITING TO YOU I WILL BE AT  HOME IN MY UNDERPANTS DRINKING A BUNCH OF COFFE AND PLAYING VIDEO GAMES FOR 2 DAYS.  OH YEAH I THINK MAYBE JESSI IS SPENDING FRIDAY NIGHT SO I GUESS I'LL HAVE ON PANTS THAT NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BIZARRO I LOVE YOU, TAGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109167172357170877?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109167172357170877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109167172357170877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109167172357170877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109167172357170877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/more-larry-arms-photos-up.html' title='More Larry Arms photos up.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109139525196551273</id><published>2004-08-01T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T16:21:40.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have done it finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am about half way finished with getting all my pictures I wanted up online. As of know I have one spot where it is just friends and well there are 2 of Feable Weiner that are on the other one but I am only halfway done with one so if you do not find yourself don't be offened it's a work in progress. That address is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://taguespictures.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://taguespictures.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other gallery i have up is devoted to Feable Weiner and the Lawrence Arms. I am going to add a lot more Lawrence Arms after I get my film developed which should be any day now. This address is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://larryarmsfeableweiner.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://larryarmsfeableweiner.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I do need to add the ones of me with Chris and Brendan from back in December but if you must see those I think they are up in my myspace.com photos. If you go there go into search and type in TAGUE it has to be in caps or i don't show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maginot, maginot, maginot!, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109139525196551273?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109139525196551273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109139525196551273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109139525196551273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109139525196551273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-have-done-it-finally.html' title='I have done it finally.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109131353250417455</id><published>2004-07-31T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T17:38:52.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YESTERDAY WAS FRIGGIN AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YESTERDAY ROCKED HARDCORE.  WELL MY MORNING WAS A WEE BIT HECTIC AND SUCKED BUT BY ABOUT 1 PM THINGS WERE GOING GOOD.  ME AND ANNA HOPPED IN HER CAR AND DROVE TO MARSHALL TO GET APRIL THERE WE MESSED WITH JOSH AND ANNA TOOK 40 PICTURES OF HIM. SPEAKING OF PICTURES I'M TRYING TO WORKING ON PUTTING UP SOME PHOTOGALLERIES SO IF YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS ANY SUGGESTIONS AT ALL PLEASE HELP ME. BUT ANYWAYS SO THEN WE MADE IT BACK TO MY HOUSE AND JESSI  WAS THERE THEN WE LEFT SOMETIME BETWEEN 3:30 AND 4:00 PM.  WE ATE AT WENDY'S ON THE WAY THERE (MMM... CHEAP CHICKEN NUGGETS) WE GOT TO THE CREEPY CRAWL AT ABOUT 7:10 AND WAITED IN LINE FOR LIKE 20 MINUTES TO GET IN LUCKILY WE BOUGHT TICKETS IN ADVANCE.  WHEN WE GOT IN SCATTERED FALL WAS PLAYING AND THEY WERE PRETTY GOOD THEIR SINGER WAS REALLY HOT AND LOOKS A LOT LIKE DAVEY HAVOK BACK WHEN HE HAD THE WHOLE DEVIL LOCK HAIRCUT THING GOING AND THEIR DRUMMER LOOKED LIKE NAPOLEON DYNAMITE.  AFTER THEY WERE DONE PLAYING ANNA AND I BOUGHT THINGS FROM THE LAWRENCE ARMS MERCH TABLE WHEN BRENDAN SHOWED UP TO DO SOMETHING AT THE TABLE SO I INTRODUCED MYSELF AND THANKED HIM AGAIN FOR CALLING ME ON MY BIRTHDAY AND HE GAVE ME A HUG.   THEN PIPEDOWN PLAYED AND WELL I THOUGHT THEY WERE GOOD AT FIRST BUT THEY WERE PLAYING THE THEME SONG FROM HEAVY METAL AFTER THEY BEGAN TO PLAY THEIR OWN MATERIAL I BEGAN TO REALIZE THAT THEY REALLY KINDA SUCK.  THEIR LEAD SINGER LOOKS KINDA LIKE A MONKEY AND WAS A MAJOR DOUCHEBAG TO ME AND ANNA.  THEN THE LAWRENCE ARMS TOOK THE STAGE ANNA APRIL AND JESSI WATCHED FROM A BACKCORNER WHILE I WAS IN THIS HUGE MESS OF PEOPLE I GOT A TON OF HOPEFULLY GOOD PICTURES AND I HAD TO ASK THIS REALLY BIG GUY TO MOVE LIKE 2 STEPS BACK AND ONE STEP OVER AND HE WAS REALLY NICE AND DID.  AFTER THEY WERE DONE WE WENT OUT THE BACK DOOR AND TALKED TO THEM AND CALLED FOR A RIDE.  WE WOULD HAVE STAYED TO WATCH TSUNAMI BOMB PLAY BUT IT WAS FRIGGIN PACKED AND I THOUGHT WE WOULD ALL DIE OF HEAT EXHAUSTION AND PLUS WE WANTED TO GO TALK TO THE LAWRENCE ARMS.  SO YEAH IT WAS AWESOME DESPITE ALL THE GROPINGS I GOT FROM STRANGERS AND THE WHOLE ALMOST DEHYDRATING THING.  ALSO I GOT PUSHED AND FELL ON THIS REALLY SHORT REALLY SKINNY GIRL WHO DIDN'T LOOK MUCH OLDER THAN 12 BUT SHE SORTA DESERVED IT FOR SITTING ON THE GROUND AND STRETCHING HER LEGS OUT ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING HOW PACKED IT WAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SO BASICALLY A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL EXCEPT MAYBE THAT GIRL I FELL ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SHUT UP SHARKY AND GO CATCH A DELICIOUS BASS!, TAGUE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109131353250417455?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109131353250417455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109131353250417455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109131353250417455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109131353250417455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/yesterday-was-friggin-awesome.html' title='YESTERDAY WAS FRIGGIN AWESOME!'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109114969588124095</id><published>2004-07-29T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T20:08:15.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LAWRENCE ARMS TOMORROW SO I WON'T GET BACK TO YOU FOR A FEW DAYS BECAUSE I'LL BE BUSY ALL DAY TOMORROW AND THEN SATURDAY I'LL PROBABLY GET MY PICTURES DEVELOPED AND THEN I'LL BE I DON'T KNOW PROBABLY WATCHING THE EVEL KNEIVAL MOVIE TO MAKE FUN OF GEORGE EADS (WHY DOES JESSI LIKE HIM, I MEAN I LIKE TO MAKE FUN OF HIM AND HE IS LIKE-ABLE AS NICK ON CSI BUT HAVE YOU SEEN DUST TO DUST WHERE HE PLAYS A FAKE INDIAN AND WEARS ZIGGY STARDUST MAKE UP AND CROWNED AND DANGEROUS WERE I&amp;nbsp; SWEAR THAT CHICK HAS "SOMETHING SPECIAL" IN HER PANTS IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.)&amp;nbsp; THEN PROBABLY I'LL SEE HAROLD AND KUMAR GO TO WHITE CASTLE BECAUSE CHRISTOPHER MELONI IS IN IT AND THERE ARE PROSTHETICS INVOLVED AND PROBABLY NAPOLEON DYNAMITE BECAUSE I AM INTRIGUED.&amp;nbsp; OH AFTER I GET TOMORROW'S PICTURES DEVELOPED AND ANNA GETS THE ONES I WANTED SCANNED THERE WILL BE MANY PICTURES MANY WONDER, INTERESTING OR OTHERWISE WELL I'M OUT OF THINGS TO SAY EXCEPT I LOVE YOU ALL WITH A FEW EXCEPTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MASTER IS MY NAME AND THIRST IS WHAT I TAME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TAGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS YOU CAN KNOW FIND ME AND MORE ABOUT ME AT MYSPACE.COM BUT THIS WILL BE THE BLOG I DITECT ALL TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109114969588124095?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109114969588124095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109114969588124095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109114969588124095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109114969588124095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/woooohoooooooooo.html' title='WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109097529828609300</id><published>2004-07-27T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T17:40:26.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO LARRY ARMS IN ST LOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SO ANYWAY I AM FRIGGIN PSYCHED LIKE NONE OTHER TODAY IS TUESDAY WHICH IS ONLY A SHORT TIME BEFORE FRIDAY WHICH IS WHEN I GET TO GO SEE THE LAWRENCE ARMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;imghttp: page="9/"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  [img&lt;a href="http://www.thelawrencearms.net/band/images.php?page=4"&gt;http://www.thelawrencearms.net/band/images.php?page=4&lt;/a&gt;/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HOW CAN YOU RESIST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SOMETIMES YOU FEEL LIKE A NUT ESPECIALLY AT JUDY'S BAT MITZVAH , TAGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PS CHECK OUT ANNAS BLOG    &lt;a href="http://ANNATALKSTOOMUCH.BLOGSPOT.COM/"&gt;HTTP://ANNATALKSTOOMUCH.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109097529828609300?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109097529828609300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109097529828609300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109097529828609300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109097529828609300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/woohoo-larry-arms-in-st-lou.html' title='WOOHOO LARRY ARMS IN ST LOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109097409255350358</id><published>2004-07-27T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T19:21:32.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S NEW WITH ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WELL MY DEAR PEOPLE AND CREATURES I AM WRITING TO YOU ABOUT 2 MAYBE 3 DAYS SINCE MY LAST POST AND WELL QUITE FRANKLY NOT A WHOLE LOT HAS BEEN GOING ON ME AND JESSI MADE A CD FOR OUR TRIP FRIDAY AND I PLAYED TRIVIAL PURSUIT WITH HER MOM AND BROTHER (WHO BY THE WAY GOT FRUSTRATED BY HIS LACK OF PIE PIECES AND QUIT)THE OTHER DAY I WON WOOHOO IT WAS VERY CLOSE I JUST HAPPENED TO&amp;nbsp;HAVE A VERY LUCKY GUESS OF WHAT KIND OF WATER CAMERON DIAZ WASHES HERE FACE IN (ITS EVIAN).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;LAST NIGHT I DECIDED TO TAKE A WALK SO I GOT DRESSED AND WENT FOR A WALK AT 10 PM I LIVE A FEW BLOCKS AWAY FROM THE PARK SO I GRABBED MY HEADPHONES AND WENT THERE WHERE I JUST SAT THERE FOR&amp;nbsp;AWHILE AND THOUGHT AND LISTENED TO&amp;nbsp;THE ALBUM GHOST STORIES FROM THE LAWRENCE ARMS&amp;nbsp;I HAVE THE FIRST "HIDDEN" SONG AT THE END OF TRACK 12 STUCK IN MY HEAD DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS CALLED BECAUSE I WOULD REALLY LIKE TO KNOW.&amp;nbsp; SO THEN AFTER I WENT HOME I PUT ON THE SAME PAJAMAS I'VE BEEN WEARING FOR A WEEK ON AND ATTEMPTED TO FIND SOMETHING TO WATCH ON TV BEFORE DECIDING &amp;nbsp;IT WAS TIME TO PLAY VIDEO GAMES SO I MADE MYSELF A CUP OF COFFE WHICH AT THIS POINT IT WAS ABOUT MIDNIGHT, AND STARTED PLAYING KINGDOM HEARTS WHICH I PLAYED UNTIL&amp;nbsp;4 AM AT WHICH POINT I RETURNED TO MY ROOM AND WATCHED CAPTAIN PLANET BEFORE GOING&amp;nbsp;TO SLEEP AT ABOUT FIVE AM CENTRAL STANDARD TIME TODAY I GOT UP AT 12:40PM BECAUSE JESSI CALLED AT WHICH POINT I STARTED PLAYING KINGDOM HEARTS AGAIN UNTIL ABOUT 2 PM WHEN I HAD A BOWL OF CEREAL AND&amp;nbsp;A CUP OF COFFEE&amp;nbsp; THEN I PLAYED KINGDOM HEARTS SOME MORE AND TALKED TO JESSI, THE A LITTLE BIT LATER APRIL AND THEN A LITTLE BIT LATER ANNA AND THEN GOT DRESSED AND WALKED HERE TO TALK TO YOU FOR AWHILE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109097409255350358?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109097409255350358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109097409255350358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109097409255350358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109097409255350358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/whats-new-with-me.html' title='WHAT&apos;S NEW WITH ME'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109070974906883283</id><published>2004-07-24T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T18:32:07.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ELEVEN MINUTES AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OKAY SO THESE GUYS ARE AWESOME AND I TOLD THEM I'D PIMP THEM LIKE CRAZY HERE.&amp;nbsp; SO THEY START TOURING OCTOBER FIRST I&amp;nbsp;BELIEVE AND YOU SHOULD GO SEE THEM.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I LIKE THEM AND SO SHOULD YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;CHECK THEM OUT CHECK THEIR WEBSITE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.11minutesaway.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://www.11minutesaway.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/elevenminutesaway/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://www.purevolume.com/elevenminutesaway/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so check them out they are cool&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;also they need a logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't monkey with my buisness, tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109070974906883283?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109070974906883283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109070974906883283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109070974906883283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109070974906883283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/eleven-minutes-away.html' title='ELEVEN MINUTES AWAY'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109053722038009801</id><published>2004-07-22T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T18:00:20.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A FEW WORDS OF WISDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WELL BOYS AND GIRLS I AM BACK FOR A FEW POSTS TODAY AND IT'LL PROBABLY BE A FEW MORE DAYS UNTIL I POST AGAIN SO STAY TUNED BECAUSE I MIGHT JUST LOVE YOU FOR IT.&amp;nbsp; THE REASON THERE IS SUCH A PAUSE IS BECAUSE I HAVE TO USE OTHER PEOPLE'S COMPUTERS BECAUSE OURS MELTED AWHILE BACK.&amp;nbsp; NO I AM NOT KIDDING.&amp;nbsp; I THINK IT GOT STRUCK BY LIGHTENING EVEN THOUGH WE HAD IT PLUGGED INTO A SURGE PROTECTER&amp;nbsp; BUT THAT CAUSED LARGE SINK HOLES IN THE HARD DRIVE AND EVENTUALLY WE JUST GAVE UP ON IT AND THREW IT IN A DUMPSTER SOMEWHERE.&amp;nbsp; THE PLUGS WERE ALL BLACK AND MELTED AND WE DIDN'T DISCOCER THIS UNTIL AFTER WE HAD GIVEN UP ON IT AND WERE UNHOOKING IT TO&amp;nbsp;TAKE IT TO ABOVE MENTIONED DUMPSTER.&amp;nbsp; YEAH SO THIS SUMMER BEWARE OF PEOPLE WHO LOOK LIKE&amp;nbsp;B LIST CELEBRITIES BECAUSE THEME PARKS ARE PACKED WITH THEM, ALSO ANY RIDE WHERE YOU HAVE A PULL DOWN HARNESS THING BECAUSE THERE IS A LITLLE NUB AT THE BOTTOM THAT HAS TO GO OVER A LITTLE &amp;nbsp;LOCATED IN CLOSE PROXIMITY TO YOUR CROTCH BECAUSE IF YOU HAVE TO BE A CHILD OR CHILD SIZED TO MANUEVER THIS CORRECTLY SO YOU CAN THEN BUCKLE THIS LITTLE SEAT BELT LIKE APPARATUS BECAUSE YOU WILL HAVE TROUBLE IF YOU ARE NOT A CHILD OR CHILD SIZED AND IS FURTHER COMPLICATED IF YOU HAVE BOOBS BECAUSE THEN THERE IS SOME UNPLEASANT SQUISHING INVOLVES SO THAT THOSE TWO NUBS WILL CROSS&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY............... DO NOT TALK ABOUT HOW HARMLESS OWLS ARE BECAUSE THEY WILL EXACT THEIR REVENGE AND THIS USUALLY IN THE FORM OF DROPPING A OPOSSUM ON THE HOOD OF YOUR CAR WHILE YOU HAVE COME TO A COMPLETE STOP TO AVOID HITTING IT.&amp;nbsp; (THIS COMES FROM EXPERIENCE ASK ANNA.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JUST WHEN YOU THINK&amp;nbsp;YOU'VE GOT LIFE BY THE BALLS YOU GO AND TRY TO KILL AND INDIAN AND HE JUST SUCKS THE LIFE RIGHT OUT OF YOU,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TAGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109053722038009801?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109053722038009801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109053722038009801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109053722038009801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109053722038009801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/few-words-of-wisdom.html' title='A FEW WORDS OF WISDOM'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109053573768528894</id><published>2004-07-22T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T18:02:04.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAISE FOR THE LAWRENCE ARMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;UMM. SO I DON'T KNOW IF YOU HAVE FIGURED THIS OUT YET OR NOT BUT THE LAWRENCE ARMS ARE ONE OF THE BEST BANDS TO EVER GRACE THE FACE OF THE EARTH.&amp;nbsp; OKAY MAYBE I'M JUST A WEE BIT BIASED BUT LETS JUST FACE IT, THEY KICK BUTT.&amp;nbsp; AND EVEN MORE SO LIVE.&amp;nbsp; THIS I KNOW.&amp;nbsp; I SAW THEM BACK IN DECEMBER AT THE CREEPY CRAWL IN ST LOU.&amp;nbsp; THEY WERE THERE WITH FEABLE WEINER (WOOHOO) AND A PICTUREBOOK OF SAINTS (ALSO A PRETTY GOOD BAND THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME I HEARD THEM AND THEY ARE PRETTY COOL GUYS THEY LET YOU LOOK AT THEIR JEWELRY WELL WE ONLY TALKED TO TOM AND DAVE BUT ANYWAYS&amp;nbsp;THEY KINDA SOUND LIKE THURSDAY)&amp;nbsp; BUT BACK TO THE LAWRENCE ARMS AND HOW GREAT THEY ARE.&amp;nbsp; SO NOT ONLY ARE THEY SUPER TALENTED BUT THEY ARE ALL&amp;nbsp;PRETTY EASY TO LOOK AT AND ARE ALSO PRETTY COOL GUYS.&amp;nbsp; SO I HAVE AN AWESOME STORY INVOLVING THEM SO HERE IT GOES.&amp;nbsp; SO IT WAS LIKE 2 WEEKS BEFORE MY BIRTHDAY AND I HAD DECIDED TO HAVE A LUAU AND MY MOM GETS THIS AWESOME IDEA.&amp;nbsp; WHY DON'T WE SEE IF THE LAWRENCE ARMS WILL COME?&amp;nbsp; SO WE BOTH EMAILED THEM AND I DIDN'T GET A RESPONSE I EVEN TRIED LURING THEM HERE WITH FREE FOOD AND CAKE BECAUSE WHO DOESN'T LOVE FOOD AND CAKE ESPECIALLY IF ITS FREE EXCEPT FOR MAYBE MARY KATE OLSEN.&amp;nbsp; OHH HAHA I MADE FUNNY JOKE ANYWAYS.&amp;nbsp; SO I WAS GETTING KIND OF DEPRESSED BECAUSE I COULDN'T GET AHOLD OF QUITE A FEW OF MY FRIENDS AND FOR SOME MY SUPER CLOSE FRIENDS WERE ACTING VERY STRANGE AROUND ME AND MY MOM WAS ALSO BEING VERY WEIRD AND SAYING SOMETHING ABOUT A SUPRISE AND IT SORTA FELT LIKE NOBODY WANTED ANYTHING TO DO WITH ME.&amp;nbsp; BUT APPARENTLY MY MOM HAD SWORN THEM TO SECRECY AND ALTHOUGH THEY WERE UNABLE TO COME MY MOM HAD SOMETHING UP HER SLEEVE.&amp;nbsp; SO ANYWAYS ITS LIKE 8:45 EVERYBODY WAS THERE AND WE HAD ALL EATEN SO WE WENT INSIDE FOR A FEW AND FOR SOME REASON WE ARE ALL JUST SITTING IN MY LIVING ROOM AND EVERYONE WAS JUST SORT OF STARING AT ME AND THEN THE PHONE RINGS AND ITS BRENDAN FROM THE LAWRENCE ARMS.&amp;nbsp; OF COURSE BEING THE &lt;strong&gt;IDIOT &lt;/strong&gt;I AM I DIDN'T BELIEVE HIM AT FIRST BECAUSE WELL I THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE SOMEONES COUSIN STEVE FROM IOWA.&amp;nbsp; SO THEN MY MOM ATTEMPTS TO PUT HIM ON SPEAKER PHONE AND ACCIDENTLY HANGS UP BUT THEN HE CALLED BACK AND I&amp;nbsp;ANSWERED IT ON SPEAKERPHONE BUT I COULD BARELY HEAR BECAUSE EVERYONE WAS&amp;nbsp;LIKE PACKED AROUND ME BUT ANYWAYS IT WAS LIKE THE COOLEST THING EVER I WROTE THIS HUGE THANK YOU EMAIL LIKE TWO DAYS LATER AND SOMETIMES I STILL JUST LIKE SIT THERE AND GO LIKE "WOW BRENDAN KELLY FROM THE LAWRENCE ARMS CALLED ME TO SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOW COOL IS THAT?" THIS WAS&amp;nbsp;JUNE 27TH.&amp;nbsp; I WENT TO TERRE HAUTE WITH TWO OF MY FRIENDS THE NEXT DAY WEARING A T SHIRT THAT SAID "BRENDAN KELLY CALLED ME TO SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY"&amp;nbsp; I DID THAT BECAUSE I AM A DORK I THINK BUT IT WAS KINDA COOL TO SEE PEOPLES REACTION BECAUSE THEY WERE LIKE WHO? BUT IT WAS COOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SO YEAH THE LAWRENCE ARMS ROCK LIKE A LOT AND YOU SHOULD GO SEE THEM THEY ARE ON TOUR RIGHT NOW GO SEE THEM OR ELSE YOU WON'T GET A CHANCE FOR A LONG TIME AND YOU WILL HATE YOURSELF THAT WHOLE TIME.&amp;nbsp; I'M GOING TO SEE THEM AT THE CREEPY CRAWL JULY 30TH.&amp;nbsp; ONLY LIKE 8 MORE DAYS WOOHOO!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; FOR MORE INFO ON THEM AND THEIR TOUR CHECK OUT THEIR WEBSITE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thelawrencearms.net"&gt;http://www.thelawrencearms.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THIS IS A STRAIN FOR I AM DOING IT AS HARD AS I HAVE EVER DONE IT,&amp;nbsp; TAGUE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P.S. DO YOU THINK THAT MAYBE I MIGHT HAVE SHAMELESSLY PROMOTED THEM A LITTLE TOO MUCH BECAUSE I DONT.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109053573768528894?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109053573768528894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109053573768528894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109053573768528894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109053573768528894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/praise-for-lawrence-arms.html' title='PRAISE FOR THE LAWRENCE ARMS'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109019928470041196</id><published>2004-07-18T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T20:08:04.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My deepest apologies to all you lovelorn immigrants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I realize that I have been sending lonely immigrants to my dear friend Jessi's blog but You will most likely not find the love of your life there.&amp;nbsp; I also cannot find love for any angry lesbians as she said and I am sorry if you feel betrayed or mislead in any way.&amp;nbsp; PS a certain horrid beast has been fired from CSI along with someone who may or may not be fired and lets just say that that is the root of the immigrant thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you all except for you (you know who you are), Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109019928470041196?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109019928470041196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109019928470041196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109019928470041196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109019928470041196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-deepest-apologies-to-all-you.html' title='My deepest apologies to all you lovelorn immigrants.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109019861805531940</id><published>2004-07-18T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:59:43.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I find this amusing and you might too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So anyway&amp;nbsp;I found this on the wall at the high school in Charleston Illinois.&amp;nbsp; I know what you are thinking&amp;nbsp; "She's totally lying to me."&amp;nbsp; But would I lie to you?&amp;nbsp; Well, yes but I promise I am not lying this time.&amp;nbsp; So anyway here it is&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TROJAN UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TO ELEVATE ONES PERFORMANCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TO COMPLETE THE TASK AT HAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; RAISE YOUR LEVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; GEAR IT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CRANK IT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SUCK IT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TOUGHEN UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; PUMP IT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; FIRE IT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;STRAP IT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What are you laughing at you little perverts?!?!?!?!?!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Okay I found it hilarious too.&amp;nbsp; I also found myself wondering whether or not they realized it was as dirty as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Burn Casey Burn Poser Inferno!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, Tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109019861805531940?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109019861805531940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109019861805531940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109019861805531940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109019861805531940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-find-this-amusing-and-you-might-too.html' title='I find this amusing and you might too.'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109019147984613211</id><published>2004-07-18T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T17:57:59.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lifes little mysteries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so i am pondering some of lifes little mysteries and if you think you know the answer email it to me at &lt;a href="mailto:TAGUESALOSER@truepunk.com"&gt;TAGUESALOSER@truepunk.com&lt;/a&gt; and maybe if your answer is good enough you win a prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1. Seriously how much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?&amp;nbsp; Let's just say thatthis hypothetical woodchuck weighs thirteen pounds and has three hours to chuck all the firewood sized logs his little woodchuck heart desires?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. Why did the FDA approve a medication for&amp;nbsp;arthritis,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think, if one of the possible side effects is tuberculosis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3.How can someone as gross and like deformed as Gwyneth Paltrow be allowed to be naked in movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;Why are they letting Juliette Lewis front a band because 1: she sucks&amp;nbsp; 2: she isn't even like a reasonable facsimile of a human being and finally 3: ummm oh yeah thats right she sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well kids like i said if your answer is good enough you may just win a prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey lookit lookit i'm devlin,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; tague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109019147984613211?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109019147984613211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109019147984613211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109019147984613211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109019147984613211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/lifes-little-mysteries.html' title='lifes little mysteries'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109010747119345720</id><published>2004-07-17T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T18:37:51.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of crap is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good morning sunshine and hello.&amp;nbsp; note how i'm not even bothering with caps and grammar it is simply because i am lazy. so yeah umm as i mentioned under no likey i put the conservative punk people these people are mainly nick rizzuto and michale graves.&amp;nbsp; this is because well first of all they are stupid hypocritical presumptious douchebags,&amp;nbsp; if you have read the interview in alternative press you know what i am talking about.&amp;nbsp; rizzuto just assumes that stiv bators of dead boys fame is on their side but&amp;nbsp;stiv&amp;nbsp;can't contest this because well he died in 1990 and he was creamated and snorted by several of this loved ones and even if&amp;nbsp;he&amp;nbsp;was a conservative&amp;nbsp;he's been dead for 14 friggin years and a lot can change in 14 years.&amp;nbsp; do they have any ides of how many people were conservative and now they aren't simply because of george w. bush?&amp;nbsp; now that brings me to how rizzuto also claims they aren't urging people to vote bush but michale graves was been quoted as saying that if kerry is elected he will&amp;nbsp;"help the enemies destroy us all"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;errrrrrrrrrrrr. i hate people like that if i have offended you with this too bad but my email address is &lt;a href="mailto:TAGUESALOSER@truepunk.com"&gt;TAGUESALOSER@truepunk.com&lt;/a&gt; if you want to argue with me or tell me i'm dumb or prove me wrong email me i'll get back to you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;stay tuned there is more to come&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109010747119345720?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109010747119345720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109010747119345720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109010747119345720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109010747119345720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-kind-of-crap-is-this.html' title='What kind of crap is this?'/><author><name>tague</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i.myspace.com/09/75/2835790/16443908_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575938.post-109010643044506833</id><published>2004-07-16T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T18:20:30.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The first one. </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the first of what&amp;nbsp;I hope will many posts.&amp;nbsp; Just in case you don't know me and are curious I'll give a little information about myself.&amp;nbsp; I'm Tague well my first name is Amanda but only like my parents, some of my teachers, and a few others call me that.&amp;nbsp; Let's see what else is vital for you to know.&amp;nbsp; I was born on the 27th of June in the year 1987.&amp;nbsp; I live in Robinson IL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likey:&lt;/strong&gt; the lawrence arms, my pet mouse pepino, the fellowship aka the best friends in the world, buttons, chuck taylor high tops (the best shoes ever), law and order svu, the comedy lineup at adult swim,&amp;nbsp;taking pictures, video games,&amp;nbsp;lightening, and setting small contained fires simply for my own amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No likey: &lt;/strong&gt;Dashboard Confessional,&amp;nbsp;this town I live in, the movie The Pallbearer(possibly the worst movie ever made), getting suckered into going and doing the most retarded places and thing known to man, Juliette Lewis, the people at Conservative punk, George W. Bush and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;That's basic me info I hope to put up a site soon but it'll probably be away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7575938-109010643044506833?l=taguerants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/feeds/109010643044506833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7575938&amp;postID=109010643044506833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109010643044506833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7575938/posts/default/109010643044506833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taguerants.blogspot.com/2004/07/first-one.html' title='The first one. 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