<?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-4533398305797269097</id><updated>2011-07-02T23:37:08.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryce Alexander Clarke's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>life altering stuff contained inside</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-5205338712855603913</id><published>2008-11-25T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:59:24.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>www.BryceClarke.com</title><content type='html'>www.BryceClarke.com  is my updated website.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-5205338712855603913?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/5205338712855603913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=5205338712855603913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/5205338712855603913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/5205338712855603913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2008/11/wwwbryceclarkecom.html' title='www.BryceClarke.com'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-2677302734656805183</id><published>2008-07-13T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:06:56.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Use This Much Anymore.  Also, my Second Post about Poop.</title><content type='html'>I just had a weird memory.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was about 15 or so, my brothers and I spent a lot of our free time after school building a bike track out in the woods about 15 minutes from our house.  One day when we were out there I needed to drop deuce pretty bad, so I found a flower pot laying around, walked away from everyone and did my thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This experience crossed my mind today, 12 years later, and for the first time since then I thought to myself, "Why did I choose to poop in a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flower pot&lt;/span&gt;? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, though.  I was in the freaking woods...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I have posted a new website &lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/bryce.clarke/Team_TechnoViking_Adventure_Racing/Home.html"&gt;Team TechnoViking Adventure Racing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-2677302734656805183?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/2677302734656805183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=2677302734656805183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/2677302734656805183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/2677302734656805183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-use-this-much-anymore-also-my.html' title='I Don&apos;t Use This Much Anymore.  Also, my Second Post about Poop.'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-671336922029509154</id><published>2008-01-12T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:05:56.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am the Victim of Credit Card Fraud and Selective Memory</title><content type='html'>I was going through my online account statement about an hour ago, and I noticed something very suspicious.  As of right now, I have three charges for $5.19 pending on my account from somewhere named "IISN."  I saw that and thought "WTFlip? What did Rachel possibly buy for $5.19, three times in a row?"  I continued to scan my account summary and noticed that this same charge appeared several times.  Turns out that over the past 3 months (as far back as I am able to see on my account) this charge appears about 15 times.  So, 15 times $5.19 = Bryce is pissed.   I asked Rachel about it, and of course she did not remember purchasing anything at all in the last few days.  So, Rachel's response = Bryce is pissed.  I called my bank and was connected to a really nice teller, which I didn't know existed.  I mean she was nice like I was going to try to hook her up with my friend Tanner, nice.  Anyway, I explained to her the suspicious charges, to which she responded saying that the charges do appear to her as fraudulent.  She put a hold on the charges, deactivated my card, and opened an inquiry case.  She then asked a series of questions; What was the last charge you made, does anyone else know your pin, would you be willing to prosecute the offender, etc. I answered the questions (with an emphatic YES to the prosecute the offender one, might I add) and she told me that I would hear the findings of the investigation in a week. Immediately after hanging up with the bank, I shredded my card.  I then went downstairs to let my mom know that I was hopefully going to be emphatically prosecuting an offender in a very emphatic manner in the near future, emphatically.  We started talking about about how the scheme must be working, and this was our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: "It's so stupid that someone would steal a credit card number and only charge $5."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bryce&lt;/span&gt;: "No it's pretty genius, I mean charge a little amount and they'll never notice it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: "You're right; charge 1,000 people $5 and you make off like a bandit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bryce&lt;/span&gt;: "Yep. The problem with this guy is that he got greedy.  He charged too many times in one week, which was a dead giveaway."  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pulled out my phone and opened up the calendar.  &lt;/span&gt;"I mean he charged me three times this week... Look, I had one on Wednesday, I didn't buy anything on Wednesday.  We didn't go out to lunch at work or anything, we just ate in the cafeteriaaaa-ooohhhhhhh-crap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me.  For the past three months, every time I was on a certain client I would buy the same sandwich and a bag of chips for lunch.  And yes, with tax that comes out to $5.19.  And yes, I am an idiot. An idiot who now has no debit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny side note, you know when I said "15 times $5.19 = Bryce is pissed," I have noticed that almost all mathematical calculations I work on have that same product.  Good job for me deciding to be an accountant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-671336922029509154?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/671336922029509154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=671336922029509154&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/671336922029509154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/671336922029509154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-victim-of-credit-card-fraud-and.html' title='I Am the Victim of Credit Card Fraud and Selective Memory'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-4193560802423457169</id><published>2008-01-03T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T15:30:52.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easily the Most Anoying Video Ever Made</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPxY8lpYAUM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPxY8lpYAUM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-4193560802423457169?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4193560802423457169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=4193560802423457169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/4193560802423457169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/4193560802423457169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2008/01/easily-most-anoying-video-ever-made.html' title='Easily the Most Anoying Video Ever Made'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-1489419219319126943</id><published>2007-11-28T21:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:45:35.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11:18pm, Guess What Just Happened</title><content type='html'>So I bought a laptop stand online.  It's pretty cool.  It came in a big box; 2 feet long by 1 foot tall.  It was 11:18pm and I decided I needed to take the box downstairs.  Instead of carrying it, I chose to ride it like a horse.  So, I am a 27 year old man, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I chose to ride it like a horse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly made it down two steps before the front of the box tore and I somersaulted down the stairs and ended up lying face down on the cold tile floor in the kitchen.  And I'm serious about only making it down two steps, and I'm serious about actually going end-over-end down the stairs, and I'm serious about landing on my face.  I woke up Mom and Dad, which I feel bad about, but my iPhone came out unscathed, which I'm happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday after the Cub Scout pack meeting (I'm the Cubmaster), a friend of mine told me that life was getting too serious for him.  Apparently I am not dealing with that problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-1489419219319126943?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/1489419219319126943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=1489419219319126943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/1489419219319126943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/1489419219319126943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/11/1118pm-guess-what-just-happened.html' title='11:18pm, Guess What Just Happened'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-2410363987175839999</id><published>2007-11-23T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:43:44.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Video - By: Bryce</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kgH5ClM4rI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kgH5ClM4rI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this.  Enjoi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-2410363987175839999?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/2410363987175839999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=2410363987175839999&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/2410363987175839999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/2410363987175839999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-video-by-bryce.html' title='Thanksgiving Video - By: Bryce'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-8287380751607343767</id><published>2007-11-05T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:53:48.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wife Is Cute</title><content type='html'>Just a second ago, Rachel walked out of the family room and into the bathroom.  I asked her what she was doing and she answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to take my earrings out and put them in a little dish so I don't lose them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally in that situation I would expect someone to say "Nothing," or " Taking my earrings out," you know, something not so long and descriptive as Rachel's answer.  But it was cute, and that is why I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-8287380751607343767?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8287380751607343767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=8287380751607343767&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8287380751607343767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8287380751607343767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-wife-is-cute.html' title='My Wife Is Cute'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-2738994692502349550</id><published>2007-08-29T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:50:11.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I hate</title><content type='html'>1) Pooping in public bathrooms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-2738994692502349550?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/2738994692502349550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=2738994692502349550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/2738994692502349550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/2738994692502349550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/08/things-i-hate.html' title='Things I hate'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-7944680136563633897</id><published>2007-08-19T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:21:37.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?  Most Awesome Picture Ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RsjeaMUnRcI/AAAAAAAAACM/yreqj48hbjk/s1600-h/d85d4440aa0496700424199290b06b31de6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RsjeaMUnRcI/AAAAAAAAACM/yreqj48hbjk/s400/d85d4440aa0496700424199290b06b31de6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100571119562737090" 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/4533398305797269097-7944680136563633897?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7944680136563633897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=7944680136563633897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/7944680136563633897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/7944680136563633897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/08/wtf-most-awesome-picture-ever.html' title='WTF?  Most Awesome Picture Ever?'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RsjeaMUnRcI/AAAAAAAAACM/yreqj48hbjk/s72-c/d85d4440aa0496700424199290b06b31de6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-8372019027500684684</id><published>2007-08-15T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:01:12.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live Survivorman!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UpSlpvb1is"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UpSlpvb1is" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear Grylls (Edward Michael Grylls) is a bad mofo.  Seriously.  Check out his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bear_Grylls"&gt;profile on Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; and read about what he has done.  Man vs. Wild is quite lame, though.   I need to first state that his show never claimed that the risks he takes are 100% real.  The show is really about educating the audience on survival techniques, and it accomplishes that objective very well.  I just think it is too bad that he sells himself short to make the program.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll state again, he is a bad mofo; I just wish that his show was a bit more conductive of his bad mofo-ness.  I think his show would do well taking a lesson from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Survivorman"&gt;Les Stroud (Survivorman)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-8372019027500684684?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8372019027500684684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=8372019027500684684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8372019027500684684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8372019027500684684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-live-survivorman.html' title='Long Live Survivorman!!'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-497723254221070047</id><published>2007-08-07T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:06:29.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Barrel Roll?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y7WAGYAkf98"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y7WAGYAkf98" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-497723254221070047?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/497723254221070047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=497723254221070047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/497723254221070047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/497723254221070047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/08/barrel-roll.html' title='A Barrel Roll?'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-7690202731958388329</id><published>2007-08-06T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:12:16.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Make A Man Miserable In Two Easy Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Step one: Cut his hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGG5znjDI/AAAAAAAAABM/eGmfERWWDDA/s1600-h/Cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGG5znjDI/AAAAAAAAABM/eGmfERWWDDA/s320/Cut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095618587803487282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Step two: Shave his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGopznjEI/AAAAAAAAABU/uv9eoGU3o5g/s1600-h/SANY0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGopznjEI/AAAAAAAAABU/uv9eoGU3o5g/s200/SANY0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619167624072258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGo5znjFI/AAAAAAAAABc/GjOd1ZPMWAM/s1600-h/SANY0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGo5znjFI/AAAAAAAAABc/GjOd1ZPMWAM/s200/SANY0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619171919039570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGpZznjGI/AAAAAAAAABk/n6f81EWkH8Y/s1600-h/SANY0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGpZznjGI/AAAAAAAAABk/n6f81EWkH8Y/s200/SANY0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619180508974178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGppznjHI/AAAAAAAAABs/9JhugneWASk/s1600-h/SANY0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGppznjHI/AAAAAAAAABs/9JhugneWASk/s200/SANY0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619184803941490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGp5znjII/AAAAAAAAAB0/fEnX58gmOpI/s1600-h/SANY0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGp5znjII/AAAAAAAAAB0/fEnX58gmOpI/s200/SANY0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619189098908802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGupznjJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5Q3A12dfLIs/s1600-h/SANY0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGupznjJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5Q3A12dfLIs/s200/SANY0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619270703287442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And there you have it.  You can make a man miserable by following these two easy steps.  For added bonus, tell him that he also has to start work in three days.  That'll get him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-7690202731958388329?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7690202731958388329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=7690202731958388329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/7690202731958388329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/7690202731958388329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-to-make-man-miserable-in-two-easy.html' title='How To Make A Man Miserable In Two Easy Steps'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrdGG5znjDI/AAAAAAAAABM/eGmfERWWDDA/s72-c/Cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-4252740991822204838</id><published>2007-08-01T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:12:32.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And It Is Here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrE-MJznjCI/AAAAAAAAABE/M6uJAw_sCuU/s1600-h/CHL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrE-MJznjCI/AAAAAAAAABE/M6uJAw_sCuU/s320/CHL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093921032044514338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know that I look like a geesh.  But don't say that to me, 'cause I'm packing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-4252740991822204838?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4252740991822204838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=4252740991822204838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/4252740991822204838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/4252740991822204838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-it-is-here.html' title='And It Is Here...'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RrE-MJznjCI/AAAAAAAAABE/M6uJAw_sCuU/s72-c/CHL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-1233575825985560185</id><published>2007-07-29T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:53:56.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Application Completed - License Issued or Certificate Active</title><content type='html'>I logged onto the Texas Department of Safety website to check the status of my processing concealed weapons permit.  And finally, after about two months of waiting, the license has been issued. Hopefully it will come in the mail this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Rq0MUJznjBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EyseOn48FiQ/s1600-h/SANY0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Rq0MUJznjBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EyseOn48FiQ/s320/SANY0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092740293995236370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-1233575825985560185?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/1233575825985560185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=1233575825985560185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/1233575825985560185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/1233575825985560185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/application-completed-license-issued-or.html' title='Application Completed - License Issued or Certificate Active'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Rq0MUJznjBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EyseOn48FiQ/s72-c/SANY0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-5198044024254514540</id><published>2007-07-28T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:00:37.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RqtnopznjAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3EnDPmp9tjg/s1600-h/HugItOutBitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RqtnopznjAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3EnDPmp9tjg/s400/HugItOutBitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092277751787260930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what men do. They hug it out, bitch.  But a word of warning, don't say that to a woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-5198044024254514540?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/5198044024254514540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=5198044024254514540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/5198044024254514540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/5198044024254514540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/that-is-what-men-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/RqtnopznjAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3EnDPmp9tjg/s72-c/HugItOutBitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-3674630627284066342</id><published>2007-07-25T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:10:10.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Version of Why the NHL Beats All Other Major Sports Leagues</title><content type='html'>I just read &lt;a href="http://xnhl.net/showthread.php?p=4422"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;, in which some guy details the reasons that the NHL is the best professional sports league in the world. Although I do agree with most of the things he wrote, I figured I could do better. So here is my version of why the NHL beats all other major sports leagues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the NHL is better than the MLB&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Rqd10Jzni_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0b2PHUKS4_U/s1600-h/n193304109_30098425_559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Rqd10Jzni_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0b2PHUKS4_U/s200/n193304109_30098425_559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091167442611702770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Baseball players are gay.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pucks travel at speeds over 100 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the NHL is better than the NBA&lt;br /&gt;1. Basketball players are gay.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pucks travel at speeds over 100 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the NHL is better than the NFL&lt;br /&gt;1. Hockey hits happen during sprints in which &lt;i&gt;both&lt;/i&gt; skaters may be skating up to 40 mph (that's like a car accident).&lt;br /&gt;2. Pucks travel at speeds over 100 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the NHL is better than NASCAR&lt;br /&gt;1. NASCAR isn't a sport.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pucks travel at speeds over 100 mph, and often hit players in the unprotected face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the NHL is better than the MLS&lt;br /&gt;1. Soccer is gay.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pucks travel at over 100 mph and are hard rubber.&lt;br /&gt;3. Soccer is &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-3674630627284066342?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/3674630627284066342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=3674630627284066342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/3674630627284066342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/3674630627284066342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-version-of-why-nhl-beats-all-other.html' title='My Version of Why the NHL Beats All Other Major Sports Leagues'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Rqd10Jzni_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0b2PHUKS4_U/s72-c/n193304109_30098425_559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-8374711768848325794</id><published>2007-07-20T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:13:01.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/substitute.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/substitute.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in less than a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-8374711768848325794?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8374711768848325794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=8374711768848325794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8374711768848325794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8374711768848325794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/enjoi.html' title='Enjoi'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-1099136249204801624</id><published>2007-07-09T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:14:51.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft Surface</title><content type='html'>My brother just sent me this to this video that demonstrates the coolness of Microsoft's new table-computer, the Surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZrr7AZ9nCY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZrr7AZ9nCY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the same computer that I mentioned in my blog a few days ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-1099136249204801624?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/1099136249204801624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=1099136249204801624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/1099136249204801624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/1099136249204801624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/microsoft-surface.html' title='Microsoft Surface'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-6637988539254084472</id><published>2007-07-07T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:34:16.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Things That Are Worse Than This Guy's Five Things That Are Worse Than Global Warming</title><content type='html'>Today I read &lt;a href="http://lighterfootstep.com/five-things-that-are-worse-than-global-warming.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; of five things that we should consider as greater threats than global warming. To spare you from having to read the entire article, the five things are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The End of Cheap Oil&lt;br /&gt;4) The Collapse of Ocean Ecosystems&lt;br /&gt;3) The Coming (Fresh) Water Crisis&lt;br /&gt;2) Deforestation&lt;br /&gt;1) Nuclear Weapons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I agree that these things can all make the world suck something fierce.  But come on, could the author not think of a few things that are a bit scarier than "The End of Cheap Oil."  So I have taken it upon myself to inform everyone of the five things that are much worse than this guy's five things that are worse than global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Asteroids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in the real world, neither Ben Affleck's cockiness nor Bruce Willis' rugged good looks would stop an asteroid from decimating the planet completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Intelligent Apes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched the Discovery Channel and seen how fast apes can move through trees? They are faster and more agile than ninjas.  And they are completely quiet.  AND as we read in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Congo&lt;/span&gt;, their weapon of choice would be two ping pong paddle-shaped rocks with which they would smack the sides of your head at the same time.  The last thing we need is these ping ponging tree ninjas to be able to communicate with each other.  Tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; isn't scarier than deforestation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Another Ghostbusters Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth would absolutely explode due to the awesomeness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Hand Sanitizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard that hand sanitizer gel breeds super-bacteria?  It's true.  When you put the gel on your hand, it kills all the bacteria it touches.  However, the bacteria that exists on your hand right outside the place where the gel touches, gets a small dose of the alcohol and begins to build an immunity to it.  Soon enough we will have sanitized away all the benign bacteria, leaving only the super-bacteria.  And with all the super-bacteria surviving on our bodies that no longer have other bacteria to eat, what will they turn to?  That's right, human flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, by the transitive properties of algebra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sanitizer gel = super-bacteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;super-bacteria = flesh being eaten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sanitizer gel = your flesh being eaten... 'till you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Zombies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, if you know me, you know I love zombies.  But the truth is, there is nothing scarier since the introduction of man, than one of them coming back to life after being dead in order to do nothing else other than eat the brains of the living.  I mean are you kidding me?  They come back to life &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY TO EAT BRAINS&lt;/span&gt;.  And when I say brains, I mean the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRAINS FROM THE INSIDE OF A LIVING HUMAN'S HEAD&lt;/span&gt;!  I would much rather die from an nuclear blast, than having my next door neighbor's 18 year old daughter gnawing on my skull.  At least I think I would... I haven't seen her in a long time.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/4533398305797269097-6637988539254084472?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/6637988539254084472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=6637988539254084472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/6637988539254084472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/6637988539254084472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/five-things-that-are-worse-than-this.html' title='Five Things That Are Worse Than This Guy&apos;s Five Things That Are Worse Than Global Warming'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-8774991719617623324</id><published>2007-07-06T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:15:34.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Raining in Houston... Still.</title><content type='html'>It seems that it has been raining everyday for the past two weeks.  I remembered that I hadn't washed my tent since I last went camping, so I set it up in the back yard to let the rain clean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Ro63bH2ht9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SLgp3WDTl3E/s1600-h/SANY0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Ro63bH2ht9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SLgp3WDTl3E/s320/SANY0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084202705939970002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also put on my rain-proof ensemble; a.k.a. my Marmot Jacket, my Mountain Hardwear pants, and my Vasque GoreTex boots and pretended that I was still in Idaho... camping... where I'd like to spend the rest of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-8774991719617623324?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8774991719617623324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=8774991719617623324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8774991719617623324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/8774991719617623324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-is-raining-in-houston-still.html' title='It is Raining in Houston... Still.'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Ro63bH2ht9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SLgp3WDTl3E/s72-c/SANY0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-7530592075055979932</id><published>2007-07-04T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:32:03.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft Sucks</title><content type='html'>If you go to the &lt;a href="http://tech.msn.com/"&gt;MSN Tech&lt;/a&gt; web page and scroll down to the list of "popular" stories, you will notice that (as of right now) 4 of the 6 stories are about the iPhone.  What is interesting, but not surprising, is that they all are very critical of the iPhone.  It is just like Microsoft to pull this crap.  It is typical Microsoft to remain in denial when it comes to challenging their supremacy in all things tech.  For example: Several of Microsoft's bigwigs have made comments that the iPod's success is due to the fact that Apple entered the digital music industry early on, however, none will ever be willing to admit the fact that the iPod itself has a lot to do with it.  I mean it is obvious that they love the iPod, otherwise they wouldn't have built the Zune to mimic it so closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they want to post 4 interesting links, here are my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A link to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5oGaZIKYvo"&gt;Steve Ballmer (CEO of Microsoft)  interview&lt;/a&gt; in which he made fun of the iPhone as the "most expensive cell phone in the world" and insinuated that the phone wouldn't sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Then a link to the &lt;a href="http://news.com.com/Apple+shares+at+new+high+on+iPhone+sales+prospects/2100-1041_3-6195134.html"&gt;analyst estimates&lt;/a&gt; that the phone has already sold over 700,000 units and are expected to hit the 1 Million mark by this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A link to the &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/surface/"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="a"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Microsoft Surface&lt;/a&gt; homepage.&lt;br /&gt;The Surface is Microsoft's breakthrough multi-touch input, coffee-sized table that they hope to put into consumer's hands by next year with a price tag of $10,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Then a link to &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;Apple's iPhone&lt;/a&gt; web page.&lt;br /&gt;The iPhone is Apple's breakthrough multi-touch input, hand held device that is already available to consumers for under $600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoom Zoom Zoom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-7530592075055979932?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7530592075055979932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=7530592075055979932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/7530592075055979932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/7530592075055979932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/07/microsoft-sucks.html' title='Microsoft Sucks'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533398305797269097.post-3883607408162989843</id><published>2007-06-29T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:49:32.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First one ever.</title><content type='html'>This is my first blog.  Let's see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Ro64xH2ht-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/elM4qLpRlkQ/s1600-h/idpicture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Ro64xH2ht-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/elM4qLpRlkQ/s320/idpicture.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084204183408719842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533398305797269097-3883607408162989843?l=bryceclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/3883607408162989843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533398305797269097&amp;postID=3883607408162989843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/3883607408162989843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533398305797269097/posts/default/3883607408162989843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryceclarke.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-one-ever.html' title='First one ever.'/><author><name>Bryce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yMukF-aA020/Ro64xH2ht-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/elM4qLpRlkQ/s72-c/idpicture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
