<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 15:33:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>troppoli.com - up to the minute news</title><description></description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-9042328913404812628</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 02:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-01T22:56:35.042-04:00</atom:updated><title>Hurricane Josephine?</title><description>Well it's hurricane season, and as it turns out, &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/newscenter/hurricanecentral/2008/josephine.html"&gt;Jo's name&lt;/a&gt; is on the list this year. If the name holds true, it will eat a lot and sleep... nothing to worry about... well unless drool means something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-9042328913404812628?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/09/hurricane-josephine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-3517837426437825578</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-20T21:28:43.361-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mo Jo Jo</title><description>Another installment of Josie pics are up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/josie/3/index.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt; to go there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.troppoli.com/josie/3/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-3517837426437825578?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/08/mo-jo-jo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-744383736348987032</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-10T10:17:54.757-04:00</atom:updated><title>new Josie Pics</title><description>You can find them &lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/josie/2/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-744383736348987032?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/07/new-josie-pics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-7953616744258644237</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-17T08:22:05.497-04:00</atom:updated><title>Naked Bike Rider</title><description>In the same spirit of &lt;a href="http://www.mikesacks.com/wp/photos-of-tv/"&gt;Photos of TV&lt;/a&gt; I give you this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/naked-785269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/naked-785265.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-7953616744258644237?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/06/in-same-spirit-of-photos-of-tv-i-give.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-2816061680444354698</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-21T18:28:53.133-04:00</atom:updated><title>Josie Pics</title><description>Demand has been hot for some pictures of little Josephine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find some &lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/josie/1/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-2816061680444354698?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/04/josie-pics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-7801449868337543275</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 22:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-13T18:09:42.608-04:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome Josephine</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_5458-727200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_5458-727194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Troppoli added newest recruit, Josephine Elizabeth Troppoli, at 6:14 PM on Saturday. Two weeks ahead of schedule she weighs in at 8lbs, .5 ounce. She's 20 inches long, and sports a thick lush head of blond hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-7801449868337543275?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/04/welcome-josephine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-7423451233336879207</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 11:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-12T07:40:13.014-04:00</atom:updated><title>Baby is in progress...</title><description>After a 2AM wakeup call we're at Emerson, awaiting active labor....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-7423451233336879207?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/04/baby-is-in-progress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-1238305338726840069</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 02:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-13T22:52:06.735-04:00</atom:updated><title>This has been cracking me up</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I don't know why, but I get killed every time by the worm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHXXZwfGrP4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHXXZwfGrP4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-1238305338726840069?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2008/03/this-has-been-cracking-me-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-6979803748870077625</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 22:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-02T18:06:30.322-04:00</atom:updated><title>Give you food the power to email you...</title><description>So I read an article that referred to  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestwhenusedby.com/"&gt;bestwhenusedby.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the point is that you can use this site anywhere in the world to track the expiration date of food in your house. It will email remind you that food is about to die and give you recipes to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amuses me that folks are out there, typing in their expiration dates and getting email pleas of help from their food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-6979803748870077625?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2007/11/give-you-food-power-to-email-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-7626344746100236828</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 22:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-05T18:52:32.562-04:00</atom:updated><title>gambling, sexual, or other intense urges</title><description>&lt;span class="xcaption" contenteditable="false" unselectable="on"&gt;I was watching TV and caught this excerpt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Also tell your doctor if you experience new or increased gambling, sexual, or other intense urges while taking Requip."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all for a drug that helps with restless leg syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-7626344746100236828?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2007/10/gambling-sexual-or-other-intense-urges.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-117641066916590571</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 20:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-13T17:14:56.330-04:00</atom:updated><title>What is this</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/stupid-718823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/stupid-717076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across an add on the web and had to click it to see how stupid it could get, and here we are, right to stupid town. Oh yeah, see it &lt;a href="http://www.breakfastservedallday.com/?ref=GS"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-117641066916590571?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2007/04/what-is-this_12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-117639685025459159</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-13T15:51:57.880-04:00</atom:updated><title>Where there's smoke</title><description>Yes, the scene at the gon was fiery. Ice and fire combine in a spectacle that was both ridiculous and completely satisfying. This snow structure was built and a fire lit inside it. Why, because it was there... well once we made it, it was there, and when you're a kid, no one will let you light a big fire inside your snow fort.... or at least my mom never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_4354-774809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_4354-771187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_4346-781015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_4346-777135.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_4340-767936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_4340-765436.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-117639685025459159?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2007/04/where-theres-smoke_12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-115591831056473176</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-18T12:25:10.590-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sudanese Justice</title><description>An interesting article forwarded by our UK office. What I like about this, is that it seems like the elders of the town have been watching Judge Judy and like to dispence her kind of justice.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/news_logo-764833.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/news_logo-741430.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sudan man forced to 'marry' goat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sudanese man has been forced to take a goat as his "wife", after he was caught having sex with the animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goat's owner, Mr Alifi, said he surprised the man with his goat and took him to a council of elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ordered the man, Mr Tombe, to pay a dowry of 15,000 Sudanese dinars ($50) to Mr Alifi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have given him the goat, and as far as we know they are still together," Mr Alifi said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Alifi, Hai Malakal in Upper Nile State, told the Juba Post newspaper that he heard a loud noise around midnight on 13 February and immediately rushed outside to find Mr Tombe with his goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I asked him: 'What are you doing there?', he fell off the back of the goat, so I captured and tied him up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Alifi then called elders to decide how to deal with the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They said I should not take him to the police, but rather let him pay a dowry for my goat because he used it as his wife," Mr Alifi told the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;Story from BBC NEWS:&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/africa/4748292.stm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published: 2006/02/24 16:40:00 GMT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© BBC MMVI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-115591831056473176?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/08/sudanese-justice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114848754964037700</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 May 2006 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-24T12:19:09.676-04:00</atom:updated><title>Africa Pics</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/cub-733472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/cub-725955.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, folks there is a batch of Africa pics coming, until I get them up, I guess I'll post some little previews... This cub was just about the cutest thing....that could kill you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114848754964037700?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/05/africa-pics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114847961831144768</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 May 2006 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-24T10:06:58.326-04:00</atom:updated><title>reply to all</title><description>A poem inspired by someone who cannot reply to all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The button is there.&lt;br /&gt;Will you read the text on it?&lt;br /&gt;Better to just smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114847961831144768?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/05/reply-to-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114685582997122546</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 19:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-05T15:03:49.983-04:00</atom:updated><title>That Guy</title><description>There's this guy that I indrectly work with... when I read his emails, I have to read them in Comic Book Guy's voice... I was explaining this to someone else, and I had to hunt down a couple of his lines and they're killing me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the car wash&lt;br /&gt;CBG: I insist you take special care with my collection of valuable&lt;br /&gt;     and humorous bumper stickers, particularly this one (he &lt;br /&gt;     indicates a sticker which reads "My Other Car Is A Millennium&lt;br /&gt;     Falcon") which was given to me by a Harrison Ford lookalike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other bumper stickers...&lt;br /&gt;     The Truth Is In Here&lt;br /&gt;     I Brake For Tribbles&lt;br /&gt;     Kang Is My Co-Pilot&lt;br /&gt;     My Child Is An Honor Student At Starfleet Academy&lt;br /&gt;     Keep Honking, I'm Charging My Phaser&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114685582997122546?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/05/that-guy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114531248408086999</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Apr 2006 22:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-04-17T18:21:24.080-04:00</atom:updated><title>For your pleasure...</title><description>For your pleasure and by popular demand, you may now get to troppoli.com's valuable news via RSS feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at feed://troppoli.com/blog/atom.xml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114531248408086999?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/04/for-your-pleasure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114521656884390388</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 19:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-04-16T17:17:19.306-04:00</atom:updated><title>Signage</title><description>This was the second best sign that we saw on the trip. You may need to click to get the full size to read it.&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/gw-761418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/gw-757754.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...seems like something that should just stay clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/pen-778104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/pen-774823.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do have to look close, but if you do, you can see the icon for a penguin that you ran over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/dp-710702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/dp-708079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114521656884390388?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/04/signage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114461470153679701</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Apr 2006 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-04-09T16:31:41.583-04:00</atom:updated><title>How loud do you have to pray so that god hears you?</title><description>So I was in the middle of this 18 hour flight, with my earplugs in, dozing. There were only two things I could hear. An unhappy baby, who can blame him.... and this guy.... &lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/mspe-3050l-718793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/mspe-3050l-706996.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not this guy specifically, but I guy dressed just like this. He was praying. He would mutter to himself for several minutes and then call loudly some phrase, then mutter. It took me over a half an hour to isolate the practitioner. He didn't do it for the whole 18 hours, just periodically, when he was awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of time to ponder this. When in an enclosed place for 18 hours where people are sleeping, you don't make noise. It's rude, and I think there's something in every religion that says something like, "thou shall not be rude". On a side note, if god can hear you muttering, then there's no need to call out, stifle yourself because you're basically yelling at him... and you wouldn't want to make him angry, you wouldn't like him when he's angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114461470153679701?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/04/how-loud-do-you-have-to-pray-so-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114282407146187477</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 02:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-03-19T22:07:51.476-05:00</atom:updated><title>Santa takes own life</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/santaroof-762315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/santaroof-759442.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, the Senate voted 52-48 to raise the debt limit to nearly $9 trillion, a staggering amount that equals approximately $30,000 per person in the United States.... that's the borrow amount, imagine the truth in lending statement on that baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a dozen zeros $9,000,000,000,000 !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The federal government has borrowed more money from foreign governments and banks during the past two presidential terms than during all other American administrations put together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly this news was just too much for Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/santaground-719287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/santaground-715429.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114282407146187477?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/03/santa-takes-own-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114255977630079417</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 00:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-03-16T20:45:11.510-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hey Mulder, open an X File...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/smart-chili-703799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/smart-chili-701521.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was performing a supper of zero effort... the baked potato with a sleeve of Smart Chili hot from the reactor on top, because that's how I roll when the wife is in South Africa. So what could be interesting about that... well nothing except there was some sort of explosion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/potato-741840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/potato-739227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cooked my share of potatoes, not a whole lot happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was potato guts everywhere, like an oven dusted with crushed up baked lays. Think about this, the potato forcibly exited the skin. (the skin turned out like a big chip itself and was quite breath taking) This was not some breach, but an explosion of the potato moving magnitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouring the web for more information I find:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. From the urban dictionary: "potato bomb" - a form of mashed starch appearing cool on the outside yet blistering hot in the center which is often not discovered until right before swallowing where at this point it is lodged in the esophugus and burns the tissue causing swelling and loss of taste.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD! a potato bomb exploded in my mouth and now i have to call into work and drink beer all day to relieve the excrutiating and disabilitating pain,&lt;br /&gt;by Megan Carrell Louisville KY Sep 9, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;A href="http://www.hotpotatoonline.com/"&gt; Hot Potato Online&lt;/A&gt; is a fast paced arena sport game where players try to explode the opposition using a short-fused potato bomb.  Think dodgeball with a grenade!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like I wasn't getting anywhere I hit an old standby, &lt;A href="http://www.potatonews.com/"&gt; Global Potato News&lt;/A&gt;, your source of online potato information. I kind of felt like they are just another potato information re-hash site.... still no real information surrounding a motive or supernatural explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, foul play had _not_ been ruled out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114255977630079417?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/03/hey-mulder-open-x-file.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-114131527130539342</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Mar 2006 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-03-02T11:01:33.076-05:00</atom:updated><title>That Rousseau guy...</title><description>That Rousseau guy is famous, he's like listed on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/index=books&amp;field-author-exact=Craig%20Rousseau&amp;amp;rank=-relevance,+availability,-daterank/104-8576525-2388725"&gt;Amazon &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-114131527130539342?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2006/03/that-rousseau-guy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-113423933021723050</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2005 18:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-10T13:28:50.240-05:00</atom:updated><title>Revenge</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/shoe-778575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/shoe-776041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge, a crime of passion, sometimes... but other times it is cold and calculated. The sort of premeditation that can go into a plotted revenge can make the criminal seem more callus. When an animal combines their emotionless killing instinct with revenge, the result can be a devastating attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be hard to find the flash-point that is the catalyst for an event like this, but I did lock Kikko in the basement after he snuck down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the case of an innocent bystander, there isn't a drop of gack outside of the shoe, every precious drop focused like a laser. With the splash pattern, it is clear that the assailant crouched to the left of the shoe, and with downward force directed the gack into the most visible location. A clear act of retribution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-113423933021723050?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2005/12/revenge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-113405207757893743</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 14:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-08T16:23:57.720-05:00</atom:updated><title>No, I expect you to die, Mrs. Bond</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/laserboob-707142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.troppoli.com/blog/uploaded_images/laserboob-705275.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I assume that you know what one of these is, and don't say a cheesy science fair project involving an oversized clay breast and a laser pointer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like anything to do with breasts and lasers, combining the two, just makes both better. Many people are at a laser light show, and say, "How can I make this better"... I know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bet you're wondering where I took that picture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-113405207757893743?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2005/12/no-i-expect-you-to-die-mrs-bond.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15364172.post-113167571393692654</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 02:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-10T21:39:33.773-05:00</atom:updated><title>Pat Robertson is an Asshole</title><description>Conservative Christian broadcaster Pat Robertson told citizens of a Pennsylvania town that they had rejected God by voting their school board out of office for supporting "intelligent design" and warned them Thursday not to be surprised if disaster struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Pat Robertson's other greatest moments collected on the web:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The feminist agenda is not about equal rights for women. It is about a socialist, anti-family political movement that encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism, and become lesbians." -- Pat Robertson, fundraising letter, 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no such thing as separation of church and state in the Constitution. It is a lie of the Left and we are not going to take it anymore." --Pat Robertson, November 1993 during an address to the American Center for Law and Justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think we ought to close Halloween down. Do you want your children to dress up as witches? The Druids used to dress up like this when they were doing human sacrifice... [Your children] are acting out Satanic rituals and participating in it, and don't even realize it."--Pat Robertson, "The 700 Club," 10/29/82&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was almost the republican candidate for president... just think of the great things he could have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15364172-113167571393692654?l=www.troppoli.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.troppoli.com/blog/2005/11/pat-robertson-is-asshole.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (troppoli)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>