<?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-10729707</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:26:01.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblin on</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>866</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-6617984589538465774</id><published>2009-07-14T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:45:14.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to drop by and say hello.  my wife and i are retired so we don't have a job to loose like a lot of people do here in the states. we do worry about social security and our small government pension though. &lt;br /&gt;we had a dead tree in our back yard and another that looked bad so we hired a tree service to take it down and remove the limbs. the trees were close to my house so i did not have much choice about removing them. i truly hated to spend the money it cost but if one of them fell on my house it would have been a lot more money. i only called two places to get a price. i checked their reviews on the computer though and one of them had 120 reviews which were mostly great. i decided to take them. the owner of the company came out and gave me a price, which i thought was resonable, so i gave him the job. three men came out and in 4 hours they had the tree down and the limbs chopped up and the put pieces of the trunk in their trunk. i was very satisfied. well that is it for now. have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10729707.post-2578285924125521868</id><published>2008-12-12T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:30:27.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO MY FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>today is friday and that is the day we rent a car from enterprise rental. we have been doing this since last november when my car got totalled out.rentals on the weekend are half price and you have to rent for 3 days but i have coupons for one free day on the weekend. if you have a car every day you kind of take it for granted but when you just get one on the weekend it is like a treat. i know people who have pools and they don't use them much because it is always in their yard. let's face it, we want what we do not have and then when we get it - we don't want it. i know for a fact there is a country song like that.&lt;br /&gt;    mrsh. and i are doing fine in case you are worried. i hope you all are well also. for any of you that like to down load freeware i found a good program and it is called crossloop. you can google that if you like. if you have the program and the person who has the computer you wish to control remotely has to have the same program installed on his computer. you can read about it when you go to the crossloop site. it is pretty fast because i tried it with a friend. some times my friend needs help with his computer and he lives in fla. and i live in ga. he messages me on yahoo messenger and with crossloop running i can access his computer. he could access mine also if he wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;    well that is about it for now.talk to you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       mrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-2578285924125521868?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-47258637064594100</id><published>2008-12-02T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:25:34.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well it is abot 35 degrees here in atlanta. my friend &lt;a href="  http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/           " target="_blank"&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt; ,who lives in canada , would say that that's t shirt weather. i use to live in massachusetts and back then i thought the same but now i do not. that is what happens when you move south and have lived here since 1969. i am also 63 years old and that does not help either.drop by &lt;a href="  http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/           " target="_blank"&gt;walker's&lt;/a&gt; blog this morning and check it out. you will have a good laugh for sure. i had planned on getting up and raking leaves but not at this temperature. there not hurting and one laying on the ground anyway and besides that the leaves have not all fallen any way. i  can always find an excuse for not working can't i. &lt;br /&gt;    on thanksgiving this year my son david and i went to a bar at 6 p.m. and they had a free buffet. i had to pay for the two beers i had which was 9.00 but they had a free bingo game and i won 10 dollars. we each had 2 plates of food so we came out good on that deal. my son had 3 glasses of tea and that was no charge.i guess if i had not been drinking beer he would have had to pay for his tea.well it is abot 35 degrees here in atlanta. my friend &lt;a href="  http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/           " target="_blank"&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt; ,who lives in canada , would say that that's t shirt weather. i use to live in massachusetts and back then i thought the same but now i do not. that is what happens when you move south and have lived here since 1969. i am also 63 years old and that does not help either.drop by &lt;a href="  http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/           " target="_blank"&gt;walker's&lt;/a&gt; blog this morning and check it out. you will have a good laugh for sure. i had planned on getting up and raking leaves but not at this temperature. there not hurting and one laying on the ground anyway and besides that the leaves have not all fallen any way. i  can always find an excuse for not working can't i. &lt;br /&gt;    on thanksgiving this year my son david and i went to a bar at 6 p.m. and they had a free buffet. i had to pay for the two beers i had which was 9.00 but they had a free bingo game and i won 10 dollars. we each had 2 plates of food so we came out good on that deal. my son had 3 glasses of tea and that was no charge.i guess if i had not been drinking beer he would have had to pay for his tea.&lt;br /&gt;     i have stopped working on my den .i am laying low for a while until i get some money to pay for carpet  and installation of the carpet. my problem is i am on a set income and it seems like the bills get more costly each year because the rates keep rising and my pay does not. it would be nice if i had a two day a week job i could run from home to make some extra cash. now that i am retired i would not want to work for some one else again. &lt;br /&gt;    well my friends that is about it for now. i will try to write again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                mrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-47258637064594100?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/47258637064594100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=47258637064594100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/47258637064594100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/47258637064594100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-895926337363489823</id><published>2008-11-12T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:07:30.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>it is wednesday today and a little cold.the den is just about finished except for the carpet . i may have to wait a bit to get that installed because my money is short like usual. i am not sure it is a good idea to do it any way because the holidays are here again. &lt;br /&gt;    mrsh. has a cold and she has been coughing a lot. i am the one that started things off though with a sore throat but i was not coughing. this morning i woke up with a cough. we are going to pass this thing back and forth for sure. i hate colds of course , who doesn't. when my nose is stopped up and my throat is sore and closing up also it's the worse. &lt;br /&gt;    i have a carport and right off of my carport and adjacent to my den is two closets which i am now making some shelves. i plan on putting my tools in one closet and mrsh. will put xmas stuff in the other. &lt;br /&gt;    there was some guys next door getting the leaves up from the owners yard. i wonder what he had to pay them. they show up once a week to work on his yard. it must be nice to hire some one to come every week and work for you.&lt;br /&gt;     mrsh. and i have been doing a lot of grocery shopping lately and stocking up. she uses coupons every week and we are going to have to stop so the grocery stores won't go out of business. &lt;br /&gt;    i called my mother the other day and she is doing o.k. mrsh. says she sounds a lot better on the phone now that my father is gone. she took care of him for almost two years while he was sick and that was quite a strain on her. she is a strong woman though even at 84 and she took care of my father and did not put him in to a nursery home. he definitely did not want to go there.&lt;br /&gt;       well my friends, that is it for now. take care of yourself during these holidays and do not get to drunk and drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       mrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-895926337363489823?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/895926337363489823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=895926337363489823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/895926337363489823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/895926337363489823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-27234502061298755</id><published>2008-10-30T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:43:11.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>den photos</title><content type='html'>go here &lt;a href=" http://mrhaney2.blogspot.com/"&gt;ramblin on 2&lt;/a&gt; and look at the whole page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-27234502061298755?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/27234502061298755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=27234502061298755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/27234502061298755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/27234502061298755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2008/10/test.html' title='den photos'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-877995538030206242</id><published>2008-07-07T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:27:16.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all.&lt;br /&gt;    well i am on my last wall . when i started putting up the sheetrock it was almost impossible to do and now that i am getting the hang of it i am almost done.  that is what usually happens when you are remodeling. i suppose if i hung sheetrock all year round i might actually get good at it. hanging it is a lot easier than mudding it. after i get it all up i will have to finish mudding it and after that i will ask mrsh. what color paint she wants on it. i figure one primer coat and two finish coats will complete that . after i do that i will go by some 2 by 4's twelve feet long and stain them, after mrsh. finds the color she wants. then i will coat the 2 by 4's with polyurethane , probably a satin finish on that. then i will nail the 2 by 4's to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;    so the job is going well so far and i am taking my time because it is hot but i will get there. i hope you enjoy the photos. take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/SHLODozK-OI/AAAAAAAAALs/SwZM1061ARM/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-877995538030206242?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/877995538030206242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=877995538030206242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/877995538030206242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/877995538030206242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/SHLODozK-OI/AAAAAAAAALs/SwZM1061ARM/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-49205808532696003</id><published>2008-06-11T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:08:32.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOALL</title><content type='html'>hello everyone. well it has been a long time since i posted here and i really don't expect any comments on this. first of all i wanted to let any one that might visit that my father passed away may 19th. he died of lung cancer which he had been fighting for almost 2 years. my brother called me to give me the news and i have a hard time believing he is gone even now. the man i knew and loved died at a mere 120 pounds. the last year he spent most of his time in bed and my mother who is 84 years old took care of him day and night. my father was 87 when he passed. &lt;br /&gt;when i got the news i made a reservation on delta even though i am not that crazy about flying. i rented a car in providence rhode island and drove home to be with my mother. my mother never changes much so i knew she would tell me i needed a haircut as soon as i arrived so i stopped at a barber shop and got one. after i got it i though this might be the one time she would not notice but i needed one any way. i stayed with my mother for 2 weeks and tried to help her do all the things a wife has to do after her husband passes away. my mother does not drive so she usually depends on my brother and sister to drive her places. they live in massachusetts where she has been all her life. &lt;br /&gt;the second week i was there we drove to my sisters house on the cape and my brother and his family went there also. my brother in law had an addition added on to his house and it was very nice. it had those vaulted ceilings though which i think are a waste. he cooked sword fish and steaks on the grill for us and we all ate and enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;after 2 weeks i said goodbye to my mom and took the plane home. i was glad to see mrsh again and to be back home. this week will probably especially hard for my mother because my folks anniversary is today and father's day is sunday. i am going to try and call my mother more often now because she will be in her home all alone .&lt;br /&gt;just before i left we had a storage room which is 12 feet by 22 feet and we were trying to clean it out. it was filled with things we had saved over the years and the room was full. we got about half the stuff out before i got the news about my dad. when i got back i found the rest of the stuff out on my carport. my son had taken it on himself to clean the rest of the room out. well my friends i was not to happy when i saw that because i planned on resting with my wife for a few days before i started anything major. now that the room is clear we plan on making it in to a den. yes my friends, i will be doing all the work on this project so that's what i will be doing all this hot summer. the last several days around here it has been in the 90's . well that is it for now. i hope all is well with you and yours. i will try to post again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-49205808532696003?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/49205808532696003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=49205808532696003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/49205808532696003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/49205808532696003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2008/06/helloall.html' title='HELLOALL'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-5735332763249323458</id><published>2008-01-25T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T05:40:18.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well it is friday here in ga. and it is 8:30 a.m. you would think that when you retire you would sleep until at least 11 a.m. but nooooooooooo you don't. why, you ask. well because you have trained yourself through the years to get up to go to work or to take care of your children so your mind has its own clock and your on it. no one has to tell you when you are hungry or thirsty do they?&lt;br /&gt;    well people mrs. h is in mo. volunteering at the monastery there. she has done this for the past 3 years and this time she will be gone a little over 2 months. so i am at home alone and i don't particularly care for it. there are a lot of single people that think married people would like to be like them but it'sjust not so. after 43 years i am use to it and i have a great wife to boot so i like being married. mrsh. is going to call me this morning so i am manning the phone. it is right next to me while i type this. the last time she called i was on the computer and i had to run to the bedroom when the phone rang and i had my headset on and i forgot i had it on and yanked it off my head and then i tripped on the cord and tore it out of the computer jack. i thought i really screwed it up but it was still intact. well it is friday here in ga. and it is 8:30 a.m. you would think that when you retire you would sleep until at least 11 a.m. but nooooooooooo you don't. why, you ask. well because you have trained yourself through the years to get up to go to work or to take care of your children so your mind has its own clock and your on it. no one has to tell you when you are hungry or thirsty do they?&lt;br /&gt;    well people mrs. h is in mo. volunteering at the monastery there. she has done this for the past 3 years and this time she will be gone a little over 2 months. so i am at home alone and i don't particularly care for it. there are a lot of single people that think married people would like to be like them but it'sjust not so. after 43 years i am use to it and i have a great wife to boot so i like being married. mrsh. is going to call me this morning so i am manning the phone. it is right next to me while i type this. the last time she called i was on the computer and i had to run to the bedroom when the phone rang and i had my headset on and i forgot i had it on and yanked it off my head and then i tripped on the cord and tore it out of the computer jack. i thought i really screwed it up but it was still intact. &lt;br /&gt;   i have not got my coffee yet so i think i will do that now. i hope every one is doing fine. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-5735332763249323458?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/5735332763249323458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=5735332763249323458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5735332763249323458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5735332763249323458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-all_25.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-6463896505585363798</id><published>2008-01-15T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T06:09:33.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>how is every one doing today? i myself am doing good for a 62 year old. i am lonely though because mrs. h has gone to missouri to the monastery to volunteer and she will be gone for quite a while. &lt;br /&gt;    the last time she went i had a lot to do because i was remodeling my house ,which took me almost 5 years because of money problems and lack of knowledge and plus i was doing it myself. i do have some projects to do this time though and now that all the leaves have fallen i will have to get them off the roof and then off the yard, front and back. so many have fallen that will take me the better part of the week. i also have some painting to do and a junk room to clean up also.&lt;br /&gt;        well i do not want to make this blog as long as walkers because my readership has gone down as it is . maybe next time i will make one longer. well i hope every one is having a good year and i will talk to you all again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-6463896505585363798?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-852174078083702444</id><published>2008-01-15T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T06:07:51.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all.</title><content type='html'>how is every one doing today? i myself am doing good for a 62 year old. i am lonely though because mrs.  has gone to missouri to the monastery to volunteer and she will be gone for quite a while. &lt;br /&gt;      the last time she went i had a lot to do because i was remodeling my house ,which took me almost 5 years because of money problems and lack of knowledge and plus i was doing it myself. i do have some projects to do this time though and now that all the leaves have fallen i will have to get them off the roof and then off the yard, front and back. so many have fallen that will take me the better part of the week. i also have some painting to do.&lt;br /&gt;    well i do not want to make this blog as long as walkers because my readership has gone down as it is . maybe next time i will make one longer. well i hope every one is having a good year and i will talk to you all again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-852174078083702444?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/852174078083702444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=852174078083702444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/852174078083702444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/852174078083702444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-all.html' title='hello all.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-4465112840645285134</id><published>2008-01-02T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T07:58:41.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>hello every one.&lt;br /&gt;     i have not been posting a lot lately but i wanted to stop by today and wish all my friends a HAPPY NEW YEAR .when one year ends and another begins we are always hopeful that the next year is a better one. one of the bad things for me in 2007 was knowing that my father had lung cancer but it is now 2008 and he is still with us so that is a very good thing. &lt;br /&gt;i did get to go visit them for a few weeks last year and i drove. the last time i drove from ga. to massachusetts was in 1977 and it was a lot easier to do then than now. the traffic has gotten so bad and i am much older.&lt;br /&gt;   my car got wrecked in 2007 on november 4th which was not good and i had to struggle with the insurance company to get some money. i still have my 1954 chevy truck though that we use in emergencies. for the last couple of months we have been renting a car 3 days each week. we do that on the weekend and the rates are low at that time. enterprise rental evens picks me up and takes me back to there location which is a plus for me. i am only five miles from one of their locations. &lt;br /&gt;    after the accident we rented a car and i thought that would be a good time to take my wife to missouri. she voulenteers there each year at a monastery . &lt;br /&gt;     my wife  has been wanting me to go there for quite a while and i surprised her and went with her in 2007. we had a real good time and the nuns at the monastery let us stay at their guest house which saved us some money. it was good just getting away from atlanta ga. traffic for a while. on the way there and back we could not find a cheap motel that was good so we slept in the car for a few hours each way. we rented a car and it had a never lost system which guided us there and back. we especially needed it when going through st. louis. &lt;br /&gt;     well i guess that is enough now. i hope every one had a great xmas and a good new year. talk to you guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-4465112840645285134?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/4465112840645285134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>hello every one.&lt;br /&gt;   how is every one doing today? i talked to my friend walker today on yahoo messenger and he told me not every one can see my videos because of their internet connection. so i guess i need to add at least a few words for my friends that have dial up . i actually know about that problem because i had it for several years myself. &lt;br /&gt;    just want you all to know my family and i are doing fine. as you remember my wife had a stroke about 3 months ago but it must have been a mild one because she is doing fine now.&lt;br /&gt;      i use to have a 73 oldsmobile until some jerk in a flat bed wrecker hit in pulling out of a parking lot . the worse part was i was coming out of a restaurant and saw it all happen. he had a radio in his truck so i had him call the police. the police said i did not need to call since it was on private property. i said i wanted it in writing that the other driver was at fault. i called my insurance company and told them . they said i should call the wrecker company and deal with them first. if they did not respond then he said my insurance would handle it and go after them later. whell the company that hit me did not call me for 3 weeks. they sent a guy out after another week to take pictures. its been about 10 days now since then and still no call. so i finally turned it over to my insurance. the day after the wreck i rented a car and had it for 25 days. i paid for a full size car and they were out of them so i got a ford edge instead which is an suv. it is usually a lot more expensive when you order that kind but they only charged me for a full size car. i originally rented it for 4 days but i kept on exteding the contract at the same daily rate. &lt;br /&gt;     my wife has been voulanteering at a monastery in clyde missouri for the past 3 years. she has some catholic nuns there that she knows . she has wanted me to go there for 3 years now so seeing i had to rent a car because of the accident i asked her if she would like to go for a week and so we did. that was a surprise for her . so at least one good thing came out of the accident. we had a good time there and the nuns let us stay in a guest house they had on the property. the guest house was a 2 story house with 7 bedrooms and we were there by ourselves. they had no other guest there that week. &lt;br /&gt; well we are back home now. yesterday the insurance company came and picked up my car because they totalled it out. i hated to see my car go but after the accident it will never be the same car for me again. &lt;br /&gt;    so i have been using old blue to get around, that is my 54 chevy truck. thats my 53 year old truck . my wife and i have decided to just rent a car every 2 weeks for 3 days at a time because the rental fees are half price on the weekends with hertz rental. so for 3 days on the weekend i can get a low miliage new car for about 70 dollars total. we will then do our major shopping then and i can use it to look around for another vehicle. i would prefer to get a car in the 70's, preferably a oldsmobile or a buick. i like big old cars, especial general motors cars because they are good at starting up every time and hardly ever leave you stranded. &lt;br /&gt;   well i have said enough i think. i hope walker is satisfied. so i will talk to every one soon. have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-1247180979058252950?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/1247180979058252950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=1247180979058252950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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quality="high" WIDTH="445" HEIGHT="369" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livevideo.com"&gt;http://www.livevideo.com&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/10729707-6582994623010445722?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/6582994623010445722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=6582994623010445722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6582994623010445722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6582994623010445722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-word-is-my-bond.html' title='MY WORD IS MY BOND.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-2966722550053680736</id><published>2007-11-26T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:37:56.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a funny story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.livevideo.com/flvplayer/embed/8A13D51B438E41A599F2D2589BA68ECC" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" WIDTH="445" HEIGHT="369" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livevideo.com/video/embedLink/8A13D51B438E41A599F2D2589BA68ECC/442422/funny-story.aspx"&gt;funny story&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/10729707-2966722550053680736?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/2966722550053680736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=2966722550053680736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2966722550053680736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2966722550053680736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/11/funny-story_26.html' title='a funny story'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-3775593703495457563</id><published>2007-11-18T06:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T06:35:49.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.livevideo.com/flvplayer/embed/6A20E4C634054461AC6377D7F64B25BA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" WIDTH="445" HEIGHT="369" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livevideo.com/video/embedLink/6A20E4C634054461AC6377D7F64B25BA/432172/he-wrecked-my-car-.aspx"&gt;he wrecked my car.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         i know some of my visitors have dial up and it is almost impossible to watch a video. this video i made is about how a man driving a wrecker managed to hit my parked car while i was at a restaurant eating breakfast. he wrecked my rear quarter panel and pulled the right side of the bumper half way around going towards the left side of the bumper. so now i can not drive it even though it will run because i have no tail lights and stop lights on the right side. i came out of the restaurant just in time to see him hit my car. just wanted to wish all my friends a happy thanksgiving. be careful if you get out on the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-3775593703495457563?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/3775593703495457563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=3775593703495457563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/3775593703495457563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/3775593703495457563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-1712665751682202818</id><published>2007-10-15T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T06:19:07.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update on mrsh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="+2"&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="black"&gt;part one&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello all my friends. i just wanted to update you on what is going on. mrsh. is home with me again. at present we are trying to get another doctor. we have what they call an hmo plan. at the beginning of each year we have to pick what insurance plan we want. hmo is the cheapest. at that time they give you a list of doctors who are on the hmo plan and you have to pick one of them to be your primary physician. if you need to go to a doctor you have to go to him or her first. if he can not help you then he will refer you to another doctor in the hmo plan. you can change the primary doctor but you have to notify your hmo provider first and then the following month you can go to the new doctor. this hmo plan is a blue cross and blue shield hmo plan. the regular bcbs plan is better in that you can see whom you want but you pay twice as much in your monthly payments plus there is a larger deductible. any way we went online and got a list of the doctors that we can use and we are going to pick one of them and make an appointment. we was only in the hospital 2 days and right away it was all messed up. the right hand had no idea of what the left hand was doing. i found that out in the emergency room before we even got assigned a room. one thing they did in the e.r. was give my wife a drug that was almost as strong as morphine and at that time they did not know what she had. well it killed the pain all right but it knocked her out. after returning from a cat scan the doctor had to shake her and poke her while yelling her name to just wake her up. i got scared and thought she was in a coma. they seem to act like all senior citizens are dummies . she asked her doctor two questions and he got mad. at one point he said we have to take a test to see if her arteries were clogged and she told him they already did. he said, "they did? " "i didn't see that on the computer." now according to them my wife had a stroke but i am not so sure. her speech was the same and she was not paralyzed. the doctor even said that was unusual. i could tell you a lot more but it just makes me mad talking about it. i was glad to get her out of there to tell you the truth. i could run things better i think. talk about lack of communication. if my friend walker was writing this i have no doubt you would have some triple x words to read. as time goes on my site may go that way also especially on this topic. just giving you all a warning just in case. well that's it for today and i will tell you more tomorrow. take care and thanks for all the nice comments and concern about mrsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="+2"&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="black"&gt;part two&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;br /&gt;does any one own a webcam? what kind do you have? do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="+2"&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="black"&gt;part 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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-10729707.post-8873944080710977436</id><published>2007-10-12T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:08:28.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the bad and the good news.</title><content type='html'>hello every one. it has been a very long week and i thought you might want to know what is going on. mrsh. has been sick all week and tuesday she finally got out of the house for a while and we went shopping. she started feeling real bad and she asked me to take her to the doctors which was real close to us. well when we got there i was trying to figure out if they would see her with out an appointment. they never like walkins. well when we got there the office was closed for the afternoon. so i told her i was going to take her to the hospital. she of course wanted to go home and stated that it was going to cost way to much but i kept heading for the hospital. well we got there at 3 p.m. and after getting a blood test , xrays, e.k.g,m.r.i, and a cat scan the doctor informed us that she had had a stroke about 2 or 3 days ago. he said he did not understand though why she was not slurring her speech and she was not paralyzed any where. he said we need to keep her overnight and test her some more in the morning. when he told us that it was 8 p.m. he said he would get her a room and they would come get her. well 2 hours later they arrived to take her to her room. at about 1 a.m i left to go home and told her i would be back in the morning. when i returned she said they had taken her for 2 other test and they were waiting for the results. well the results never came that day but there were a constant stream of people from the hospital checking on her and doing various checks on her heart rate and blood pressure and who knows what all. it seems they were in and out every 15 minutes. so thursday night i left the hospital at about 12 midnight to come home alone again and try to get some sleep . well in the morning a nurse from the hospital called and said mrsh. was being released. when i got to the hospital and went to her room she was standing in the doorway . she did not look happy. she said the doctor had come in and he said he was going to have her take a test and she said i already had that test and he said, oh. i did not see it on the computer. he said we will need the results from the test before i can release you because if it is not good then we may have to perform surgery. then he walks off and after a while my wife asked the nurse where he was and she said he left. then she asked the nurse did the test come back that the doctor was suppose to look at and the nurse looked at the computer and said i don't see it here . then she noticed that the doctor had released my wife. now if this important test was suppose to be looked at than why did the doctor leave? if he looked at any results to the test then why did he not return and tell my wife they were good and he was going to release her or at least tell her nurse to tell her. the nurse said the doctor wrote prescriptions for her and she gave that to us and said you can go when you get ready, huh. what kind of mickey mouse place is this. my wife and i happen to be on an hmo plan with blue cross and blue shield. with an hmo plan you have what they call a primary physician and when you get sick you have to go see him. if it is some thing he can not handle he will refer you to another doctor that takes care of people on hmo plans. now if you get really sick and your primary doctor is not in and it is at night or on the weekends and you can't wait you go to an emergency room but as soon as you are released you are suppose to notify your primary doctor to let her or him know what's going on. well after the treatment we got from the doctor at the hospital my wife did not want to see him again no matter what. so when we left the hospital we went to her primary doctor and explained to the woman that takes appointments what had happened and she said well you need to go back to the same doctor at the hospital for your follow up treatments. i said my wife does not like or trust that doctor and she will not be going back. she said, then what do you want us to do. i said call the hospital and have them send my wifes records to you and then call us and we will come in and her doctor can refer us to some doctor he knows and trust. the woman says in this bewildered tone, oh-o.k. what is the story here.  i am thinking. are we dealing with a bunch of idiots here.  also after taking mrsh. home i went to get her prescriptions filled. on of the ones being filled was one she had taken before by her primary physician and she always would get 10 mg pills. well the doctor at the hospital had asked for 5 mg. the druggist said we only have 10 mg pills. they said they would cut 3 pills in half and give them to us and order the 5 mg because thats what the doctor had ordered. i said fine. all the time though i am saying to myself, if a doctor orders a 30 day supply of 5 mg pills for a patints and not 10 mg. what stops the patients from going home and take 2 -5mg pills instead of one. maybe they go home and take the whole bottle. is the doctor there to stop them, no. talk about stupid. it reminds me of when a person is being harassed and you go to court and they tell the guy that is harassing you that he is being ordered by the court not to come with in 200 yards of you and hand he a piece of paper. oh wow, that's going to stop a crazy person from bothering you. that piece of paper and two attack dogs that the person who is being harassed owns. these people are living in another world. well right now mrsh. is home with me and she has her medicine and we are not going back to the doctor in the hospital for sure and i am going to try and change our primary doctor because my wife does not like him any way. when you get a doctor especially one in a hospital and you end up feeling like he does not know much and you know he treats you bad and does not inform you what is going on ,then why would you let him refer you to some other doctor to perform surgery on you. forget about it. i told my wife if she gets sick we will go to another hospital and maybe we will get some one that at least sounds like he knows his job and it wouldn't hurt if he had a good bedside manner also. well wish us luck and i will keep you informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-8873944080710977436?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/8873944080710977436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=8873944080710977436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/8873944080710977436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/8873944080710977436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/10/bad-and-good-news.html' title='the bad and the good news.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-7159010250422535009</id><published>2007-10-10T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:33:09.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hello all. i just wanted to drop by and wish every one a good week. i have not been blogging very much lately but mrsh. has not been feeling good this week and that makes me not feel good and i can't keep my mind on things. i am still around though and i have not left the country or any thing. so take care and drop by here to see if i have posted any thing different and i will do the same for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-7159010250422535009?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/7159010250422535009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=7159010250422535009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/7159010250422535009'/><link rel='self' 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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-10729707.post-823480245138838496</id><published>2007-09-16T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:39:17.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BRAVE ONE</title><content type='html'>I WENT OUT TODAY WITH MY DAUGHTER TO THE MOVIES. WE WENT TO SEE THE BRAVE ONE. I LOOKED IT UP ON THE INTERNET BEFORE WE WENT AND IT HAD 3 STARS OUT OF A POSSIBLE 5 WHICH IS SUPPOSE TO BE THE BEST. I WOULD HAVE GONE TO THIS MOVIE ANY WAY BECAUSE I HAVE NEVER GONE TO A MOVIE YET THAT STARRED JODIE FOSTER AND DIDN'T LIKE IT. SO AFTER ACTUALLY SEEING THE MOVIE I CAN NOW RECOMMEND IT TO ALL MY READERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-823480245138838496?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/823480245138838496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=823480245138838496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/823480245138838496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/823480245138838496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/09/brave-one.html' title='THE BRAVE ONE'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-4724107347522409506</id><published>2007-09-15T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T16:19:13.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>i was shaving this morning and thinking about what i was going to post today . if i go out today and by a stove and i get the exact one i want with all kinds of features i will be plenty satisfied but in a few years i will want some thing better. i will not only want some thing better but it will be available out there to purchase. what we are very satisfied with today may not satisfy us next year or maybe even a month from now. it makes me think a lot about the automobile industry, when is enough enough. years ago we all drove vehicles that had batteries that would go dead if you left the lights on. now they have cars where after so many seconds if you shut the car off your lights if left on will go off. is that needed that much. in the old days if you left your lights on the battery did go dead. then you had to do a lot of things to get it started again but it was a lesson . after a couple of lessons like that we remembered to shut our lights off. years ago if you did some thing that was wrong there were consequences for your bad actions. so you learned not to do those things so much because very seldom did you get away with things because there were a lot of people watching you and had no qualms about telling your parents. a lot of times when you was a child and you did some thing wrong you would get punished and not by your parents. nowadays if that happened you would run to your parents and tell them so they could find the person who punished you and do some thing to them or even sue them. when i was a kid we kept our mouth shut. i remember once back in massachusetts we use to build snow forts and while building one during school hours a kid through a rock in to the fort. it just missed me so i through it out of the fort. some one told on me so i had to go see the principal. she decided that i had done some thing wrong so she had me hold my hands out palms up and gave me a few wacks with a ruler she had. do you think i went home that day and told my parents , heck no. i would have gotten a couple of more raps for sure. if that happened today a principal and a school would be getting sued and that would teach the kid that if he did some thing wrong he would be rewarded instead of punished. what is this world coming to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-4724107347522409506?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/4724107347522409506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=4724107347522409506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/4724107347522409506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/4724107347522409506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-all_15.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-5716819024251732760</id><published>2007-09-06T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T07:16:49.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where is my invitation?</title><content type='html'>hello every one. as you know on my blog and many others we have what is called a side bar .on my side bar one of the things i have is xtrafavorite blogs and favorite blogs. this is where i put links to all the blogs i like to visit. for some reason some of my friends have decided to make their blog private and it seems you need an invitation in order to see their blog. so my problem today is, where is my invitation? today fizzy dropped by and left a comment. i was able to get to where her blog was but it asked for a password and i never received one from fizzy. she may have sent it to me but i did not get it. if i had her e-mail i would e-mail her and ask for it but i can't find her e-mail any where and i am almost possitive at one time i had it. so if you drop by my blog and it was on purpose and your blog is by invitation only then please invite me and give me the secret word to allow me to comment on your site. send invite to &lt;FONT COLOR="black"&gt; mrhaneyent@mail2world.com   &lt;/FONT&gt;  .&lt;br /&gt;well i went for a while and now i am back. as most of you know i finally got rid of dial up and went with bellsouth dsl. when i changed i got bellsouth e-mail. i use to have msn e-mail and of course so did my wife because that was our i.s.p. well after 6 years with msn my wife got use to the set up that msn had on their e-mail and she was very reluctant to change because the format was different of course from bellsouths e-mail site. well she has been working with the bellsouth e-mail now for a month and she finally got the hang of it. today for some reason we was not getting any thing to come to our in box. so of course i had to try and figure out why. i called bell south and after a while some one answered, a real person no less. the woman told me that bellsouth had changed the template on their e-mail site so every one was going to get the new kind which of course was different than the old. i said, can i keep the old because my wife was finally use to using it. well you guessed it, they said no. i told them they were causing me and probably many others trouble.trouble with a capital t. trouble in river city. the woman said she was sorry but could not do anything about that. i said, it would be nice if bellsouth had sent me an e-mail and told me this was going to happen. i guess i could have bought mrsh. a bottle of her favorite liquor and got her a bit tipsy before i broke her the news. some news should not be taken sober.&lt;br /&gt;the woman from bell south said in order to correct the thing i would have to download a program so she could take access to my mouse. so i downloaded it and she did just that. she got me on the new bellsouth email and it was different. now the program i downloaded was now showing two icons right near the bottom right of my monitor. she said i could go to my control panel and delete the program from the add and remove program site. so i thanked her and hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;now i went to the control panel to get rid of the downloaded program i had installed and when i tried to click on uninstall it said exit out of the open program first. so i moved my mouse and right clicked on the icon and a window appeared and one of the words in the window was exit. well i clicked on that and nothing happened. it would not close. i rebooted my computer and it was still there, not only the icon near the clock but also this window where it said exit, oh that's just great so what i did next was do a system restore to yesterday and rebooted again and the program was gone. not only was the remote program gone but when i tried to go in to my email it went to my old email. the one that did not work. so now i had to try and remember what the woman had done and attempted to do the same thing so i could use the new email. after a while i got it going.&lt;br /&gt;now if i wasn't a bit of a computer geek i would have never been able to do this. i would have had to call some one and have them do it. one thing i forgot to do this time and i usually do this ,is run cam studio. cam studio is a program that will take a movie of any thing that is done on my computers monitor. so as soon as this woman from bell south said she would like to take control of my mouse remotely i should have started cam studio. that way when things did not go as she said i could have played the movie back and watched exactly what she had done and in what order.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i got through with all this i had a headache and that is not good at any time of the day. well that's how some of my day went. how did your day go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-5716819024251732760?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/5716819024251732760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=5716819024251732760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5716819024251732760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5716819024251732760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-is-my-invitation.html' title='where is my invitation?'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-666235336823662868</id><published>2007-09-01T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:42:53.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well it is saturday and i thought i would just write this short post. my wife and i went in to a store the other day and my wife had to go to customer service/aka - hell. when was the last time you have been to customer service? here is some good advise for all my readers, do not go. how come every time i go to customer service it takes over an hour to return some thing. how come the person across the counter has no business being there. where did they get these people from? first of all they use the cash register all the time but as soon as they make a mistake on it they can not erase their mistake. they can't even start over. they have to call some one to void out what ever they have done. first they call some one and then they and i wait. about 15 minutes later this person arrives. she will ask, what is the problem. now here is where it gets tricky. the man or woman at the register is so confused she or he can not tell the second person what went wrong. so the second person who is there to solve the problem now has to ask the customer. the customer has no idea what the cashier did because the customer was not standing next to the cashier. the customer only knew what he or she wanted and conveyed that to the cashier and expected him or her to figure it out from there. so now the second person , who is there to solve the problem has to ask the customer what did he or she want to do inthe first place so they could start from scratch. by this time the customer has to go to the rest room or is hungry. also the line behind the customer has grown from one little old lady to a mob. each member of the mob is asking each other , " what's her problem or his problem depending on their gender. all of a sudden the customer who came to return their item or items is getting scared. he or she is wondering if some one in the mob will attack. &lt;br /&gt;now the mob, who would normally not talk to each other if they passed on the street, are all sticking together like they know each other. they are all of one mind and one purpose. the person returning the item is not sure what the mob wants. do they just want her or him to leave? do they want he or she to hurry up? has the mob decided to grab the customer returning his or her item and drag her or him out of the store and find the nearest tree and hang them. the customer returning the item gets confused and scared and turns around and leaves the store with item in hand never to return again. the cashier now smailes at the growing crowd and says in her loudest voice, next please.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, one more thing. this is  is for &lt;a href=  "  http://www.mediamax.com/mrhaney/Hosted/walk/walk.wav  "   &gt;walker&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-666235336823662868?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/666235336823662868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=666235336823662868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/666235336823662868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/666235336823662868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-7962805061430428122</id><published>2007-08-25T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T06:02:30.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>this is for &lt;a href=  "    http://mrhaney2.blogspot.com/    "   &gt;patticake&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HERE IS SOME TEXT TO READ:&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANTED TO SAY HELLO TO ALL MY FRIENDS THAT DROP BY MY SITE. I USE TO HAVE DIAL UP INSTEAD OF DSL SO I KNOW HOW IT IS TO COME TO A SITE THAT HAS A LOT OF VIDEO'S ON IT AND WHEN YOU CLICK ON THE VIDEO YOUR CONNECTION IS TO SLOW TO PLAY THE VIDEO. A NEW MEMBER TO MY SIDEBAR IS SUSAN AND SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE DOES NOT HAVE SOUND AND ALSO SHE IS ON DIAL UP. I GUESS I TAKE IT FOR GRANTED THAT EVERY ONE HAS SOUND ON THEIR CP. SOUND IS SOME THING THAT I WOULD HAVE A VERY HARD TIME LIVING WITH OUT. A FEW TIMES IN THE PAST MY SOUND WENT OUT ON MY CP AND I WAS IN A PANIC UNTIL I FIGURED OUT WHAT IT WAS. I LIKE SOUND SO MUCH I FIGURED OUT A WAY TO MAKE COMMENTS IN SOUND INSTEAD OF TEXT. THERE ARE NOT TO MANY PEOPLE I KNOW WHO HAVE DONE THAT. &lt;br /&gt;   IT IS NICE HERE IN ATLANTA TODAY AND THAT IS UNUSUAL BECAUSE IT HAS BEEN IN THE ONE HUNDREDS FOR THE LAST MONTH. WHEN I GOT UP THIS MORNING I DID WHAT I USUALLY DO. 1 REST ROOM STOP. 2 - MAKE ME SOME BLACK COFFEE. 3 - CLEAN  WHAT EVER DISHES I USED LAST NIGHT AND DID NOT WASH. 4 - REST ROOM STOP AGAIN TO SHAVE AND COMB HAIR AND BRUSH TEETH. 5 - GO ON THE COMPUTER AND GO TO MY BLOG AND SEE IF I HAVE ANY MESSAGES. 6 - THEN I WENT OUTSIDE AND WORKED ON MY YARD . AFTER THAT I CAME IN AND TOOK A BATH, I PREFER BATHS. THEN I MADE MYSELF SOME THING TO EAT AND NOW I AM BACK ON THE COMPUTER AGAIN WRITING TO YOU. WHAT IS YOUR MORNING USUALLY LIKE? WELL TIME TO GO NOW. HAVE A GOOD ONE. I WILL TRY AND ADD THIS TEXT ALONG WITH MY VIDEO. SO YOU CAN TAKE YOUR PICK OR READ TEXT AND ALSO WATCH THE VIDEO. ACTUALLY IT LOOKS LIKE A VIDEO BUT IT IS A PICTURE THAT SOME ONE MADE FOR ME WITH AN AMERICAN FLAG AN EAGLE AND IT SAYS AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL AND MY NAME ON THE EAGLE WHICH IS MRHANEY.&lt;br /&gt;also go &lt;a href=  "   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4dKzOPfoqY&amp;NR=1   "   &gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and check out videos by chris angel .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-7962805061430428122?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/7962805061430428122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=7962805061430428122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/7962805061430428122'/><link rel='self' 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sales then .&lt;br /&gt;    as some of you know i have been putting a lot of videos on my blog but they do not seem to get as many replies as when i write a post. a lot of people would like to read a post rather than watch a video or listen to an audio file. personally i like audio files with just a few written words on top of the audio file , like click on play and listen to my post . then i get to sit back and turn up my speakers and just listen instead of straining my old eyes on a long post. when i go to a persons blog and they have a long post i just turn on one of two programs i have and let the program read the text for me. i'm just lazy that way . i have been going to some post lately and finding that when i go to reply it says by invitation only. so if i can not reply it tells me either i was not invited on purpose or they forgot to invite me , either way i can not reply. that's why i try to get my friends to e-mail me their e-mail addresses so i can get in touch with them in case some thing like this happens. &lt;br /&gt;    now this is for the people that read long post and do not think they like an audio file. if i had made this post in an audio file you could have clicked on play and just sat back and listened to this post. that would have been a lot easier wouldn't it? here let me give you a link to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=  "   http://www.download.com/Speakonia/3000-7239_4-10125329.html   "   &gt;speakonia&lt;/a&gt; . you can go there and download speakonia and next time you see a long post you can have speakonia read the post to you. if you need some help on that contact me here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-6980599075235844253?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/6980599075235844253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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this.</title><content type='html'>i had to share this picture with every one. after i got back from my trip to ma. to see my parents my wife showed me this picture she made. it just said, i love you!&lt;br /&gt;forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RsuKP3dZXjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_dYGDiQIY1c/s1600-h/i+love+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RsuKP3dZXjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_dYGDiQIY1c/s320/i+love+you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101323008117136946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-845276207682237812?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/845276207682237812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-8577047158633616455</id><published>2007-08-20T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:53:10.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello every one</title><content type='html'>so how is every one doing tonight ? walker asked how my family was doing so i will answer that. we are doing fine. i can't wait till this hot weather goes away. i like the fall the best. it is to hot here in atlanta during the summer. i remember when i had a siberian husky a long time ago and she hated ga. in the summer months. i didn't blame her a bit. she liked the winters though. i'll tell you one thing though, ants like the summer time. they have been particuliar bad this year. we left a couple of popsicle wrappers in the sink and when we got up there were ants every where. it is a good thing we had ant spray in the house. i sprayed them and then i had to leave the kitchen or the spray would have killed me. &lt;br /&gt;     my father, who has cancer, is about the same. he is eating better but he has lost a lot of weight. my mother says he is coughing a lot. one thing that really scares me right now is my mother said he passed out 3 times since i was there last. i went there for 3 weeks in june. it is very hard to see your father in that kind of condition. my father wanted me to wash his car a couple of times when i was there but i doubt if he will ever drive again. &lt;br /&gt;     my wife and i like to collect stuff and we have an entire room in the back of the house just chock filled with things that we need to go through and decide what we want to throw out. we are not going to do it now though because it is just to hot. all we have is one  a/c window unit in our bedroom. if your going to only have one unit it should be in the bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;  well i hope every one is doing fine and i will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;                             mrh.&lt;br /&gt;part 2&lt;br /&gt;   thanks to chosha,june and walker who came by to comment on my post. i have been putting up some video and audio files here lately and have not been getting to many replies. maybe people drop by and see them but do not comment. i have a way of checking that but i usually don't. i know for a fact a lot of people look at walker's blog but not as many comment and his blog is usually 10 times better than mine is. i like to experiment with a lot of new things on my site. it interest me but probably it is little or no interest to my readers. well thanks for the replies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-8577047158633616455?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/8577047158633616455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=  "   http://www.esnips.com/doc/c33cef68-1e14-456b-98c2-dc7a25bfc0f2/MOVIE99       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"   &gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-6648350865591287384?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/6648350865591287384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=6648350865591287384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6648350865591287384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6648350865591287384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-all_14.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-1454019310895412915</id><published>2007-08-08T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T13:56:31.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>todays audio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=  "     http://www.mediamax.com/mrhaney/Hosted/today.wmv    "   &gt;wednesdays &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; . i am going to try and install a computer lesson on ramblin on 5 .when i get it ready i will try and leave you a link. here is the &lt;a href=  "  http://mrhaney2a.blogspot.com/   "   &gt;folder lesson&lt;/a&gt; i just made .check it out and see what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-1454019310895412915?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/1454019310895412915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=1454019310895412915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/1454019310895412915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/1454019310895412915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/08/todays-audio.html' title='todays audio'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-1078339520259513318</id><published>2007-08-01T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T17:39:10.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>my photo on this came out terrible but go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=  " http://www.esnips.com/doc/2f2cad1a-8021-4d49-9ac6-e867b407db5f/me "   &gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to me talk. hope it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-1078339520259513318?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-2044803428822010815</id><published>2007-07-29T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T18:55:28.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well my friends i got my dsl friday. i hooked it up and played the disc and followed the instructions and it came on. it looked like it was working fine. several hours later it went down so i called them and they said it was there servers. at 3 a.m. i went to bed. when i got up it was working. &lt;br /&gt;i then searched around and found the speed test to check my upload and download speeds. i had ordered bellsouth dsl extreme and the download speed was suppose to be 3 mbps and upload speed 384 kbps. my upload speed was corect but my download speed was like 800 kbps. so i tried to call several times and no luck. finally i got them on the phone sunday afternoon. the technician told me to try some things which i did and that did not help. so they set up an appointment for a man to come over monday morning and check my phone line. i guess my line is good enough for my phone but not my dsl.  i am not to happy but i will give them a chance to correct this. my previous dial up connecting with msn was so slow even though the dsl is only working about one fifth of what it should be it is still much better than my dial up. my wife does not download any thing so she thinks it is working good. 95 percent of the time when my wife is happy then i am happy. this time though even though she is happy i want this fixed because i download a lot of things. yes my friends, i know what your saying, it's all about me. i , like my friend walker, like to get certain things and put them through their paces and see just how far we can push them. if it says it has a thousand things that you can do with them then i want to explore the thousand. &lt;br /&gt;   i emailed bell south and said my speed was way to slow. i said, i want the dsl that they always advertize on t.v. the one that works and gives you excellent service.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-2044803428822010815?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/2044803428822010815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=2044803428822010815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2044803428822010815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2044803428822010815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-all_29.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-5429899809272571117</id><published>2007-07-20T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T07:03:13.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>camstudio</title><content type='html'>does any one have cam studio on their computer? what cam studio does is take a movie of your monitor and then you can save the video file to your compter. you can have audio with this also if you want to talk while the movie is going. i love this freeware program. i use it a lot. if i am playing pool on my computer with some one and they are really good i take a movie while we are playing and play it  back later so i can learn what he is doing right.&lt;br /&gt;    if some idiot looses a game and chats that he want to kill me then when i report him i have a movie of the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;  if a friend ask me how i do some thing on my computer that he can't seem to do i make a movie of it and store the movie on an online storage sight and then i send him a link and he can go to the sight and download the movie.&lt;br /&gt;          if i have to chat with dell or msn i make a movie of the conversation. if some technician takes control of my computer to fix a problem for me i take a movie to look at it later and see what he did.&lt;br /&gt;  if you have not got this program i suggest that you google it and download it to your computer especialy if you have dsl. or any thing faster than dial up. talk to you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;                                    mrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-5429899809272571117?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/5429899809272571117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=5429899809272571117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5429899809272571117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5429899809272571117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/07/camstudio.html' title='camstudio'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-3105537423725452993</id><published>2007-07-19T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T16:58:34.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well my friends i am finally going to go from my dial up connection to dsl. my speed is suppose to go to 3 mbps/384 kbps . according to what i am reading this will be about 50 times faster than dial up. to me that is hauling. with dial up if i want to play a video file i click on play and it will play for a few seconds and then stop after a minute it will play for a few seconds more. so must of the time i hit play and minimize the window and go to another browser and do some thing else while the video plays bit by bit in the background. after a long period of time i go back and see if the gragh bar is all the way to the right which means the video has played all the way through one time. now if i click play i will actually be able to see the entire video. what a hassle. also uploading a video i make can take hours and downloading the freeware i like is about the same.  i was going to get the dsl speed that was 13 times faster but for 17 dollars more i will get 50 times faster so i went with that. by next week i should have it installed. i have heard once you get dsl you will never go back to dial up. i know that will please my wife. i was going to bundle my phone and dsl with  direct t.v. until i found i had to sign up for one year for the t.v. connection. i don't like long contracts so i said no to direct t.v. i like doing things month to month. they said if i decide i did not like it after 30 days they would charge me 150 dollars to get out of the contract. hows that one year contract sound to you walker? i don't like it myself. well wish me luck. usually things i think are going to be easy to use end up being any thing but.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-3105537423725452993?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/3105537423725452993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=3105537423725452993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/3105537423725452993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/3105537423725452993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-4521498120625706919</id><published>2007-07-14T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T07:55:38.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chat program</title><content type='html'>i found a chat program that i like and i wanted to tell you about it. go here, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=  " http://www.chatzy.com/ "   &gt;chatzy&lt;/a&gt; , to get there after you read this. when you get there you will see this below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpjffV4mDrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kywkhTwfAc0/s1600-h/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpjffV4mDrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kywkhTwfAc0/s320/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087061508658433714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; click on that photo above and you will see a clearer photo. &lt;br /&gt;on the top right of the page you will see the word register.click on register and you will see this below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpjYtV4mDpI/AAAAAAAAADo/Hcj0EfKFE2k/s1600-h/r3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpjYtV4mDpI/AAAAAAAAADo/Hcj0EfKFE2k/s320/r3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087054052595207826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fill out where it says e-mail with your email address and then click on i am a new user and click on ok at the bottom.  this is a chat program that you can use to invite people you know to have a chat with you. you can invite one or more. when you invite them you will give them a password to use. the email you send will have a link that they can click on. make sure you write the password in each invitation or they won't be able to get in the chat. the program is free. if you would like to try it out send me an email at mrhaneyent@mail2world.com and i will send you an invitation and a password and a time. when you click on the link i send you you should see this below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpjWaV4mDnI/AAAAAAAAADY/6Zi5_eVesG4/s1600-h/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpjWaV4mDnI/AAAAAAAAADY/6Zi5_eVesG4/s320/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087051527154437746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then write in your name and password and click on enter room. after that click on join chat at the bottom. if i am there like i told you i would be we can chat.if not just say i am here where are you.&lt;br /&gt;what i like about this program is you invite people you know by invitation through their email so you dont get a bunch of idiots in there like a public chat room. a lot of us have yahoo messenger or windows live where we can chat with friends but a lot of people do not have these . they might not have them because some people do not know how to set it up on their computer. there are times though if you don't have a messenger that you would like to chat with a friend or several friends at once and have them respond in a few seconds instead of emailing each other back and forth. well that is all i have to say for now so i will tak to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-4521498120625706919?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/4521498120625706919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=4521498120625706919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/4521498120625706919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/4521498120625706919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/07/chat-program.html' title='chat program'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpjffV4mDrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kywkhTwfAc0/s72-c/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-1097435751041276678</id><published>2007-07-11T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:40:17.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>the below picture is my desk with the computer and the i love you forever picture that my wife made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpVb6HkNaZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/z0dx1ed8hRI/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpVb6HkNaZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/z0dx1ed8hRI/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086072408206305682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello every one.&lt;br /&gt;    my daughter came to the house two days ago and she was shaking her head when she got out of her truck so i knew some thing must be wrong. when she heard a noise outside her house which is in the city. so she opens the front door, which her mother and i told her was a mistake, and she sees two men behind her truck. she says, "can i help you?' they said, "no,''and walked away. after they disapeared she went outside to see if her truck was o.k. , which was her second mistake. it was still locked and she could see no damage. so she went in the house and locked the doors. in the morning she went to her truck to start it so she could go to work and it was making a terrible noise. she looked under the truck to find her exaust pipe had been cut completely through one pipe and almost through the other. she then called the police and they took a report. i went out to look at her truck  when she got to my house and the thieves were trying to get her catalytic converter. she ended up taking the truck to a muffler shop and they welded it for $30.00. my daughter is 33 and she is pretty if i do say so myself so i think they did it for less money than they should have charged her. if the thieves had gotten her converter she would be out some serious money. so my question for today is, when was the last time some one tried to rip you off? what did they get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-1097435751041276678?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/1097435751041276678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=1097435751041276678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/1097435751041276678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/1097435751041276678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-again.html' title='hello again'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RpVb6HkNaZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/z0dx1ed8hRI/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-6020756646067124704</id><published>2007-07-08T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:04:26.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever had yourself a bad neighbor? one that dries you crazy. some of them love to borrow stuff from you but never want to give them back or when they do your stuff is in bad shape. does this sound familiar ? some times you get a neighbor that seems to be more interested in your business than they are of theirs. i once had a neighbor that never complained about any one until he decided to sell his house. what he did then i think was get a book of rules supplied by the county we live in and then any time he noticed a neighbor do some thing that went against the rules he would report them. this cost a lot of us to end up going to court and paying fines. as soon as he sold his house the neighborhood returned back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;    i have moved in to a nice neighborhood before and all the neighbors were very nice. then one day some one would move and here would come in a family that no one could get along with. so how are your neighbors?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-6020756646067124704?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/6020756646067124704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=6020756646067124704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6020756646067124704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6020756646067124704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-you-ever-had-yourself-bad-neighbor.html' title=''/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-9206037419996273460</id><published>2007-06-28T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:16:24.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back again.</title><content type='html'>hello all. i just wanted to let every one know i am back again. my father has been sick so i wanted to go back to ma. to see him and my mother. he has last a lot of weight and when he tries to get around he gets out of breath. he is using a walker to get around the house. when he goes out side it is just to sit down and get some air. it was very hard to see him that way because he was always a very strong person.  both my parents are in their 80's and my mother has her own health issues and she has to take care of him besides trying to take care of herself. a few years ago my grandmother passed away  and she was 99 years old . she was living in a nursing home for the last 2 years and my mother went there almost every other day and helped her do things and visited with her . so she has not had a long time to rest before my father found out he had cancer. so now she is taking care of him and i know there are days she probably feels like running away. she is a tough woman though.&lt;br /&gt;   i got home monday nght and my son was at the house working on my yard. any other time i would have let him work untill he got tired but after 3 weeks of not seeing mrsh. i told him to quit and come over to the house another time to work.&lt;br /&gt;   well there is a good program on t.v. so i will leave now and continue this again later. will be visiting your blogs soon and we can talk again. thanks for the replies on my blog wishing me well on my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 mrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-9206037419996273460?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/9206037419996273460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=9206037419996273460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/9206037419996273460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/9206037419996273460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-back-again.html' title='i am back again.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-8629472213758175383</id><published>2007-06-11T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T08:38:48.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>how is every one doing.&lt;br /&gt; i am in massachusetts now visiting my parents. my father has lost a lot of weight and we are trying to get him to eat more. today is june 11 and it is my mother and fathers 65th anniversary. they will not be going out because he does not feel like it but at least they are together and i get to be with them this time. i am at the library now writing this and when i get back i will probably mow my fathers yard. he can not mow it himself and my brother usually mowes it because he lives about 10 miles away but i will mow it this time seeing i am here for a visit. &lt;br /&gt;   i rented a car this time and drove here. things went smooth until i hit new york and the traffic stopped. i wish i could have drove around new york but it would have added a lot of miles i think.&lt;br /&gt;   well i hope all my friends are doing well. i will talk to you all when i return.&lt;br /&gt;                                           mrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-8629472213758175383?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/8629472213758175383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=8629472213758175383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/8629472213758175383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/8629472213758175383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-1308043027920199049</id><published>2007-06-01T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:14:59.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>growing old</title><content type='html'>when i was between 20 and 30 i thought 50 was old but now that i am 62 i think 50 is young.  i guess it all depends on where you are in life. i was just playing pool on the internet at pogo games and the woman who was my opponent was 68 years old. for a second there i started to think that she was a lot older than i and then i thought , she is only 6 years older not 15 or 20 years older. life now seems to be flying by. does it seem like life is going faster for you now that you are older than 50 . it does for me. &lt;br /&gt;   some times i will call my parents. my mother is 82 and my father is 85. my mother will say some thing like, "i went shopping yesterday and there was this old guy behind the counter." when she says that to me i think, 'how old could he have been, older than my mother? he was probably in his 70's and my mother is in her 80's and she is calling him old. i wonder if i will be doing the same thing when i reach 80 or maybe even before then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-1308043027920199049?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-8132419813378974827</id><published>2007-05-23T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T12:44:16.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions you make.</title><content type='html'>when i got married i was 20 years old and i thought i knew a lot of things but now that i am 62 i look back at my life and realize that i knew nothing at all about life. i was flying by the seat of my pants. when ever i did some thing back in those earlier years i always thought i had chosen the best way. i thought i had made the right decision at the time. let me give you an example here. i married my wife in may of 65 and by august we found out that we were going to be parents. i knew i was going to be shipped out on a carrier for vietnam in october and seeing i would not be there when our child would be born i talked my wife in to staying with my parents in massachusetts. we were in california at the time and  like i said i was young and since then i found out that was not one of my better decisions.  what i should have done was buy a car because we did not own one and just have my wife stay in our apartment with our son and she would have had a way to get around to where she needed to go. there was a lot of navy families there at the apartment building and we knew quite a few families and she could count on them for any emergencies . her father lived about 100 miles away and she could have called him also if she needed some thing. so what are some of the things that you have done that you wish you could have done over another way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-8132419813378974827?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-7588001328284028358</id><published>2007-05-14T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:08:10.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things that your parents do.</title><content type='html'>hello all. i have been away for quite a while but i am back again. my post today is about things that your parents do. there are some things that our parents do that we love and other things that drive us crazy. can you name some of them ? when ever i cook i always think of my mom because she loves to cook and she not only loves it but she is great at it. i have always said my mom could make dirt taste good. when ever i do any kind of yard work i think of my dad . he was always working on the yard. he had a great yard because he spent a lot of time on it but i wish he had let it go some times and spent more time with me when i was a child. i am 62 now and a few years ago my wife and i  went back to massachusetts where my parents live . my wife and i rented a car after we got off the plane so we would be able to go places and not be stuck in the house all the time while we were there. we like to go to thrift stores and seeing we were in a different state we used the oppertunity to do some shopping. one of the things we bought was a set of china. when we got to my parents house we asked if we could put the china in the work shop and we would ship it off just before we left to go back home. they said , no problem. now we stayed for 2 weeks and we slept in my old bedroom that was still a bedroom and was not needed by my parents. now here is one of the things that drive me crazy about my parents. from the time we put the china in the shop, the shop that was no longer being used as a shop but a storage area, i got asked 2 or 3 times a day when i was going to ship the china back to our house in ga. for as long as i can remember my parents never have collected any thing extra . in their house every thing in it has a place to be. i suppose i could bring in a hundred pounds of gold and if the closets were full my parents would say, well thats very nice but where shall we put it . where will it go. my thought would be, who cares. while we were visiting we bought some other things at the thrift store but we stored them in the rental cars trunk. i swear i could buy a coffee cup and take it down to the basement and put it in the far corner of the basement where no one has been since my parents house was built and if my parents knew about it they would worry themselves to death over it. &lt;br /&gt;   so what are the good things and the bad things that your parents do ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-7588001328284028358?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=7341627257002934805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/7341627257002934805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/7341627257002934805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-tree.html' title='my tree'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-5057122419287199234</id><published>2007-04-08T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:18:35.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>hello again. how is every one doing today? saturday my daughter picked me up ay my house and took me to the waffle house. usually we get served by a waitress but today we had a waiter . he was terrible to say the least. oh he took our order and served our food but that was it. we kept having to ask him for more coffee and my daughter ordered eggs and a waffle. she told him to hold on the waffle till she told him to cook it because she did not want it to get cold. so he brought the full order when he served her. she gave him the waffle back and said she wanted it later like she had asked. he gave her a dirty look. he then took her plate and when he turned to go his arm hit those little packets of sugar that they have on the table for your coffee and they spilled out on the table. he acted like he did not notice it. then my daughter got a call on her cell phone and she answered the call. at the end of the meal my daughter was going to tip this jerk of a waiter and i said, don't tip him any thing. now my daughter is like me in that she always tips some thing and i usually tip more than most because my mother was a waitress at one time. i told her if he had made any kind of effort i would have agreed to tip him but he did not. after we left there we went back to my house and got my tools so we could go to her house and i was going to install a new window she had bought. we picked it up at home depot . i stayed in the truck while she went to get it because i was afraid some one would steal my tools. when we arrived at her house she realized she did not have her cell phone. the cell phone she paid 200 dollars for 3 months ago. so right away she was going nuts about it and i don't blame her. so she drove back to the waffle house and i stayed at her house. when she returned she still had no phone. she said the people at waffle house had not found it or at least that is what they had told her. she said she had told my wife what had happened after she left the waffle house before she returned to her house. when i heard that i said a silent prayer that my wife would get her phone back. she was still upset so i was really not in the mood to install the window and i asked her if she wanted me to do it another day. she said, no lets continue.&lt;br /&gt; well i worked getting the old window out and the new one in and it looked good. she was satisfied any way. i loaded my tools on her truck while she showered and then we left for my house. when we got home she went in the house first and i followed a bit later. well my wife had gotten her cell phone and she was really happy about that. so that's how my day went. how about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-5057122419287199234?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/5057122419287199234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=5057122419287199234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5057122419287199234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5057122419287199234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-all_08.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-4187015391497877274</id><published>2007-04-06T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:25:50.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>i just wanted to come on here and say hi to all my friends. i need to go around and read some blogs. i have been lazy this week again and have not blogged. i am suppose to go to my daughters house and put in a window. they say it is going to be cold tomorrow. that just figures. it is suppose to be warm this time of year but seeing i am going to be over her house the weather has decided to turn cold. &lt;br /&gt;     you know it seems to happen a lot when you are planning on doing some thing and you would like good weather it always turns bad. well maybe not always but it seems that way. some times bad weather seems correct for the occasion. when ever there is a funeral i think it rains. you feel like crap any way so what the heck. i hate going to the dentist so if it rains on that day i don't notice to much because i am to worried about what the dentist is about to do to me to worry about the weather. also after a nice weekend doing what you like to do you kind of expect to wake up on monday morning and see it raining.&lt;br /&gt;     it would be nice if some how we could ask for nice weather at least 10 times in our lives and know for a fact we would get it. what days would you like to get the nice weather on ? i would definnetely pick the day i got married for one of them.  days that you take your wife to the hospital to have your babies would be good days to pick to be nice. what we be your choice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-4187015391497877274?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-6377423817975857469</id><published>2007-03-27T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T02:09:08.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>have you noticed lately how many people are not blogging any more. i wonder why? any one got any answers. i have a whole list of people on my sidebar that i use to talk to and they have not blogged in a while. my friend  &lt;a href=" http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt;  set up my blog so i and others know when some one has posted a new blog. next to their name on my xtra favories list and my favorites list is the word new .  &lt;a href=" http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt;  set it up this way so i could tell who posted recently and that saves me a lot of time. probably a lot of my friends are also your friends so it can be helpful to you also. it is the time of the year when a lot of people take their vacations so they are usually gone for a week to possibly 3 weeks. no one usually takes more time than that unless they are rich . so maybe once a year each of us will not blog for a couple of weeks at one stretch. some of us have more than one blog site and that makes it harder to blog especially if you want a different post for each blog. i myself have several blog sites but rarely use them unless this one goes down for some reason. the people that i talk frequently i have given my e-mail to and they have done the same for me. i decided quite a while ago to buy a headset and i down loaded yahoo messenger and that way i get to actually talk to my blogging friends and hear their voice which i prefer to typing them any day. as i am writing this post i am playing pool on line at pogo. go &lt;a href=" http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/mrhaney/pogo.jpg "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see me playing pool while writing to my fellow bloggers . i was going to use picasa to put the picture on the blog but i had to use photo bucket instead, well i guess i will go now. i just looked at my ram on my computer and it is way down so i will have to reboot. talk to you guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-6377423817975857469?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/6377423817975857469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=6377423817975857469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6377423817975857469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6377423817975857469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-all_27.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-4723240772668294257</id><published>2007-03-26T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:17:26.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movies and my parents -part 1</title><content type='html'>the other day my friend walker made a post about the movie rocky. if you like movies you have probably seen at least one rocky movie, probably the first one. i was telling walker that the first rocky was kind of special because when it came on i had only gone to one movie with my father and that was when i was eleven years old. the second movie was rocky which was special and the third and last movie was embarrasing. it was special in that i will never forget it. now what movie do you think would be one of the worse movies a child could take his parents to . now consider no matter how old you are your parents are always your parents and you are always their child even if you are a man or a woman. there are a lot of movies so i will give you a couple of hints. this was an adventure movie and it took place in 1972. give me the name of the movie and i will tell you the rest of the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-4723240772668294257?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/4723240772668294257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=4723240772668294257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/4723240772668294257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/4723240772668294257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/other-day-my-friend-walker-made-post.html' title='movies and my parents -part 1'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-6413185137138696261</id><published>2007-03-25T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T06:41:02.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny family stories</title><content type='html'>i was just sitting here trying to decide what to write and i just bet every one has a few funny stories that relate to their family. so i thought i would give every one the opportunity to tell it here. &lt;br /&gt;  i remember when i was about 15 my father wanted me to paint the house. first i had a lot of places i had to sand and that took quite a long time. after that i started to paint it and i had to work off a ladder. one day my parents were going to go to the store and they told me they would be right back. well  i started to paint using my 6 foot step ladder. after a while i had to paint some boards and i needed to get the extension ladder to do it or step on the very top of my 6 foot ladder which my father had told me never to do. well being lazy me i decided not to take my dads advice and do it any way. things went well for a few seconds and then the ladder started to shake. i had the gallon of paint in one hand and my paint brush in the other. just before i started to fall my parents drove up. when i hit the ground i was trying to not spill any paint. as i rolled over , paint can still in hand, i could see my mother jumping out of our 1956 bel air and she was trying to run towards me. it looked like her legs were shaking and she was taking a long time to get to me. she was so upset that she told me later that she felt like she was going in slow motion. all i was worried about at the time was waisting that gallon of paint that my father had paid for. its funny now thinking about it but then it wasn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-6413185137138696261?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/6413185137138696261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=6413185137138696261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6413185137138696261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6413185137138696261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/funny-family-stories.html' title='funny family stories'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-2446469025633926961</id><published>2007-03-22T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:38:33.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well the trash bin is almost full. i figure one more day and it will be done. then i can call them and tell them to come get the thing. i guess i will tell them to get it on monday. i bet my neighbors are glad to see that dumpster. as a matter of fact i should have gone to my neighbors and asked if they would like to chip in a little money for me to get the thing. i might have had some takers. i get hassled all the time for money at these little stores around here and i bet that is just going to buy some wine. at least this money is not going to go for wine. &lt;br /&gt;    my daughter e-mailed me yesterday to inform me her window was in. this is the one she ordered at lowes for her house. i am suppose to put it in for her. i told her i have been busy all week filling up the dumpster and i plan on resting this weekend, after all i am retired. so she will have to wait till next saturday. &lt;br /&gt;   i went to sleep last night around midnight so i naturally woke up at 5 a.m. and could not go back to sleep. after i get 5 hours i usually wake up and then my back starts hurting me. so i usually end up getting up. &lt;br /&gt;   tomorrow is friday and all the working force out there can not wait for it to get here. all of us that are retired usually don't know a friday from a tuesday or even a holiday for that matter. one day is much like the rest. kind of reminds me of when i was on ship. if you ever have a job where you work seven days a week you will not know one day from another either. &lt;br /&gt;   well that is all that is going on here. isn't my life exciting? so what is going on with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-2446469025633926961?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/2446469025633926961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=2446469025633926961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2446469025633926961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2446469025633926961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-8616672010408399846</id><published>2007-03-21T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:54:49.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HARD WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RgFiPcOgBfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OfcDEvQXFgE/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RgFiPcOgBfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OfcDEvQXFgE/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044421075046237682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here is the dumpster that i ordered the other day. it is a 20 ton dumpster and i have almost filled it up. it is a lot of work filling one of these babies up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-8616672010408399846?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/8616672010408399846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=8616672010408399846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/8616672010408399846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/8616672010408399846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/hard-work_21.html' title='HARD WORK'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdLNC8_D9Tg/RgFiPcOgBfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OfcDEvQXFgE/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-1563403381610886658</id><published>2007-03-19T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:10:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>put up hard and wet</title><content type='html'>when i was a child i use to visit my grandparents a lot .this was on my mother's side of our family. my grandfather always kept a horse and because he lived in the city he kept his horses with a friend in his friends barn. we use to watch a lot of cowboy shows in the 1950's and my grandfather was always concerned how the horses on those shows were treated. when a cowboy got shot my grandfather did not seem to care all that much but if a horse  got shot or went crashing to the groung my grandfather would be mad as hell and i watched as he would swear at the t.v. and at the cowboys and the producers of the show for that matter. my grandmother would tell him not to swear in front of his son, who was only 2 years older than i, and me because  we were to young to hear that kind of language but that never stopped him any as far as we could tell. i wish i had a nickel for ever time he said, "that son of a bitch." he would emphasize the words son of a bitch . when he started a sentence out with that we knew what words would follow. if we could have bet on it we would have plenty of money today. my grandfather actually swore so much we did not think of it as swearing, its just the way he talked. if my uncle, his son, and i brought a friend home to my grandparents house and the friend heard my grandfather swear he would say to me , "your grandfather sure swears a lot",  to which my reply would always be, "does he?" &lt;br /&gt;   i actually started this post not to talk about my grandfather but just to tell you some thing he use to say a lot about some one that had rode a horse hard. he would say, " that horse was rode hard and put up wet. " that was usually but not always followed with that SON OF A BITCH.  i tell you this because today i had a 20 ton container delivered to my house so i could throw a bunch of wood and trash and leaves and old fencing away that i had accumulated over the last 5 years of working on my house. i filled about one third of it today and i feel like i was rode hard and put up wet. the problem is i have plenty of more things to dispose of so i am not through and tomorrow i will have to start all over again. maybe during the day i will take a ride in my car and some one might dare to cut me off and i will be not in the best of moods because i will be on my second day of working and i may just have to say, that SON OF A BITCH. when ever i say those words, especially when mrsh is with me, i always tell her, that is my grandfather speaking not me. it is always better to blame some one else and besides my grandfather and i was and still are best of friends , even though he is in heaven now with my grandmother , and he would understand and forgive me. &lt;br /&gt;   well i will talk to you guys later. have a good week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-1563403381610886658?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/1563403381610886658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=1563403381610886658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/1563403381610886658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/1563403381610886658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/put-up-hard-and-wet.html' title='put up hard and wet'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-6047414189481878627</id><published>2007-03-17T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:23:02.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the miracle worker</title><content type='html'>any one remember the movie the miracle worker . i just saw it on t.v. tonight and it is a terrific movie.  go   &lt;a href="  http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0056241/plotsummary "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  to read the traier about the movie . anne bancroft won an academy award for best actress in the movie and sixteen year old, patty duke, won best supporting actress. &lt;br /&gt;  if you have not seen this movie i suggest you go rent it . now if you are one of these emotional types then i suggest you get a good supply of tissues because you are going to cry, especially at the end of the movie . tom hanks in the movia a league of their own said , "there is no crying in baseball " but  there is crying when watching the miracle worker  so just be forwarned. &lt;br /&gt;    what old movies have you seen that made you cry. think back now because there are probably a few. the 1957 movie, old yeller will get me started ever time.  the 1946 film ,the yearling , will crank up some big tears ever time. the 1989 movie, dead poets society , with robin williams is another. have you ever seen the 1996 movie,eye for an eye .now if you want to see a movie that will fire you up in a new york minute see an eye for an eye . just go an google that title and read about the movie and you will get mad. now keifer sutherland may be your favorite guy when he is playing jack bauer in 24 but when he is robert doob in  &lt;a href=" http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116260/plotsummary"&gt;an eye for an eye&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; you want to kill the guy . trust me on this.&lt;br /&gt;    well thats all for now. i will leave you with a quote from the t.v. show, hill street blues, by Sergeant Phil Esterhaus: 'Hey, let's be careful out there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-6047414189481878627?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/6047414189481878627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=6047414189481878627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6047414189481878627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/6047414189481878627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/miracle-worker.html' title='the miracle worker'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-5411108047203322057</id><published>2007-03-17T05:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T05:25:58.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you got mail</title><content type='html'>have you ever seen the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0128853/"&gt;you got mail&lt;/a&gt;  . the stars are tom hanks and meg ryan and it is a very good movie. i have seen it many times. Kathleen Kelly, meg ryan,  owns a small children's book store, but is coming under competition from Joe Fox , tom hanks, who owns  Fox Books, a megastore with a cafe and discounted books. The two become  rivals, without realising that the romance they are conducting anonymously on the internet is with each other. in the movie tom hanks and meg ryan can't wait to get home so they can get on the web and check there e-mail. they have met on the internet and they seem to be able to talk to each other about any thing. they are falling for each other even though they have never met in person. in fact they are afraid to meet because it may spoil their relationship. the story reminds me of many people who live together for years and are not married. they get along great but the outside world thinks they should get married, especially the relatives. so after a while they give in to the pressure and make that final step and tie the knot. then what usually happens is with in the year they are getting a divorce and breaking up and most of the time hate each other. i myself have a son that lives with a woman who has two children and he has been with her for years. he does not want to get married and luckily either does she. i think if they did that would end that relationship real fast. do you know any one that is like this , is it you ? tell us your story about you or some one you know that is like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-5411108047203322057?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/5411108047203322057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=5411108047203322057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5411108047203322057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/5411108047203322057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-got-mail.html' title='you got mail'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-2513614558295699451</id><published>2007-03-16T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T08:10:14.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all-guess who?</title><content type='html'>surprise surprise , yes it is me . you are probably tired of reading blogs with perfect grammar and spelling and if that is the case you have come to the right place.     i have to apologize for not posting first of all. i am not dead as some of you might have thought. i am alive and well and still living here in ga.    i found out that my friend walker got hit by a car and we talked a bit yesterday. i am going to have to go to his blog and see what he had to say about that. i hate to have to go to that extreme to have some thing to write about in my blog although it sounds like a helluva story , is helluva a word, if not it should be.   i hope every one is doing fine and still paying attention to their blog. if not i won't have any thing to read today.      i have been taking it quite easy the past month or so except for the four or five days i worked at my daughters house. she bought herself a one hundred year old house and it needs a lot of work. you have to tackle the job like you were eating an elephant, one bite at a time. if you think about all that needs to be done it is to overwhelming. i know that is the way she feels because she told me she can not sleep good for thinking about all that needs to be done on it.    my wife has been buying grocery coupons on ebay and we have been doing a lot of shopping and stocking up. so now we have the frig filled up and all the kitchen cabinets and even have sone can goods in the back storage room so we are set for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i worked on my own house for so long i have a lot of stuff that i need to get rid of so i finally ordered one of those roll off dumpsters to throw it all away. those darn things are expensive to rent. i might as well buy one except then where would i store it . they are probably to expensive any way.    that reminds me , i had a clamp on my muffler that came off and i went to the muffler place and wanted them to put a new clamp on. guess what that cost? one clamp and it took about 10 minutes to put it on in all, forty five dollars my friends . what a rip off. you just can't win .    well i think i will go now and check out a few blogs. i am going to start with walkers. i have to get all the details about his hit and run guy or girl. he wasn't sure who hit him . he was to busy trying to jump out of the way. talk to you guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-2513614558295699451?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/2513614558295699451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=2513614558295699451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2513614558295699451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/2513614558295699451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-all-guess-who.html' title='hello all-guess who?'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-3511195522287590493</id><published>2007-02-12T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T10:24:20.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well today is monday and i got 6 and a half hours sleep last night which is a lot for me. i usually go to bed around 3 a.m. but last night i went to bed at 1:30 .  i have not shaved yet so it seems like i am still asleep. i always feel better after i shave. it seems to wake me up. maybe looking in the mirror at my ugly face scares me in to waking up, i don't know but that could be it.  do you ever do any thing to try and wake yourself up . i drink a lot of coffee and i probably shouldn't and that helps some. i think having a bright light on and looking at the light will wake you up a bit. what do you do?  it looks a little cloudy today but they say on the radio it is going to be a nice day. i listen to talk radio a lot. when i was young more people had radios than t .v's . some of you never had a t.v. or watched one that had bad reception so you may not understand what i am talking about. well imagine taking your t.v. and hooking up a long extension cord and taking it outside . now when you get outside it starts to snow fairly hard . now as long as the t.v. is on its snowing and when its off it"s not . now to make the picture better you have to attach an antenna to your t.v. and go find another person to hold that antenna and turn it in different directions so the picture looks like you may need prescription glasses . now even with this extra person, usually a family member, walking around with the antenna and moving it in different directions that may still not be enough to get that almost clear picture . so get out some aluminum foil and wrap it around the antenna, ah thats much better. now that your family member has been walking around for 30 minutes with t.v. antenna in hand with the aluminum foil on it it gets to be your turn to relieve him of his duties. he or she may want to watch a t.v. program also and may want his hands free to eat a snack. what the heck, fair is fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-3511195522287590493?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/3511195522287590493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=3511195522287590493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/3511195522287590493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/3511195522287590493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-all_12.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-117059568336975494</id><published>2007-02-04T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:06:08.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well today is my birthday which inspired me to make a post today. last night right after midnight mrsh. wished me a happy birthday and i kissed her and thanked her. i then said , one day your 20 years old getting married on 3RD street at saint joseph's cathedral in san diego california and the next thing you know your lying in bed in georgia with your wife and your 62 years old. what happened to all those years? where did they go? i can almost bet my parents who are 85 and 82 are saying about the same thing. they probably wake up and say, i was just 62 and now i am in the 80's . when i was in my 20's i would marvel at the old people because for one thing i thought i would never be their age. i wondered what they had gone through in their lives. what had they seen through the years and what had they done. did their dreams come true or not. older people usually had this smile on their faces like they knew a secret, the same secret, and it would take me many years to learn the secret. i think now that i am 62 they looked at all the young people, i was one of them, and thought, some day you will be old like me and then you will know what life is and isn't. you youngsters look at me and laugh and say that poot old guy but GOD willing you wil be where i am at . you don't realize that but i do. it is like a secret that i know and all my old friends know but you youngsters don't . so while you are looking at us and laughing your heads off we know you will be here some day. &lt;br /&gt;   i remember when i was young i thought i knew it all . i knew very little in deed. talk about an air head. like most young people , you couldn't tell me any thing. i looked at things a certain way and that would never change, lol. if i just had a nickel for how many times my mind has changed on things. &lt;br /&gt;    i had all these ideas of how a man should act. how a husband should act. how to raise my children . i remember telling my bride i wanted a dozen of them. i don't know who i thought was going to pay for a dozen. i had a lot of ideas on how a wife should act . i found out fairly quick i was way wrong on that. &lt;br /&gt;    well i am 62 today and i am glad i am here and even happier that mrsh. is here with me. i thought the big c was going to take her from me in 1983. the LORD must have known that i needed her here with me . &lt;br /&gt;   well that is it for my post and i hope you liked it. i pray every one will have a great day. i hope in my 62 years i have learned to treat my fellow man well. i pray that my family forgives me for the many mistakes i made along the way. &lt;br /&gt;    talk to you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;         PART 2 OF THIS STORY. I WROTE THIS POST AND GOT 3 COMMENTS WHICH I READ. THANKS A LOT. MY WIFE WAS IN HERE WHEN I GOT ON THE COMPUTER AND SHE WANTED TO READ MY POST. SHE LIKED IT AND HAD A GOOD LAUGH BECAUSE IN THE POST I SAID AT ONE POINT , &lt;br /&gt;"  you youngsters look at me and laugh and say that poot old guy but GOD willing you wil be where i am at ." SHE SAID, WHAT IS POOT AND SHE STARTED TO LAUGH AND I DID TOO. NO ONE THAT COMMENTED ON THE POST MENTIONED MY MISTAKE ON THE WORD POOR WHICH ENDED UP AS POOT IN MY POST. EITHER THEY MISSED THE MISPELLING OR THEY CAN'T SPELL EITHER OR MAYBE THEY WERE JUST BEING NICE TO AN OLD BLOGGER LIKE ME . PERHAPS MY READERS RETURN TO MY BLOG NOT SO MUCH FOR THE CONTENT OR THE STORY BUT BECAUSE OF MY MANY MISTAKES AND THEY PROBABLY GET A GOOD LAUGH OUT OF IT AND THAT MAY KEEP THEM COMMING BACK FOR MORE. THAT MAY ALSO BE ONE OF THE  THE REASONS MY WIFE STAYS ALSO. I CAN STILL MAKE HER LAUGH AND THAT IS NEEDED IN A LASTING MARRIAGE, LAUGHTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-117059568336975494?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/117059568336975494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=117059568336975494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/117059568336975494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/117059568336975494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116964929716658876</id><published>2007-01-24T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T06:34:57.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO AGAIN</title><content type='html'>i decided that every time i went from one room of my house in to another i would do 10 repetitions of some kind of exercise. maybe i will just stand with my arms down near my side and lift them over my head ten times while i am here in the computer room. if i go to one of the bathrooms i may spred my arms out and rotate them in a circle. go to the kitchen and lift a detergent bottle up 10 times. go to the bedroom and lay down and lift my leg up off the bed 10 times. i will make it up as i go. i won't have to join a club and that will save money. if your home all day one day this week count how many times you go from one room to another over the course of a full day, it is probably a lot. i might try this for a month and see how i feel . it has to help some. if i do good i might increase it to 15 times in each room i go to. you never know i may start a craze. i might have to get walker and the bond girls to do this. we will start our own club. maybe more will join and word will get out and it might get on the news. we could end up being famous and have our own show. o.k., sorry. i am rambling again. that's what i do. now i do that and exercise. let us see how long this last. it is better than going on a diet. that never seems to work for me. i love food to much.&lt;br /&gt;   well i will talk to you guys later. any one care to join me in these exercises? we can compare notes .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116964929716658876?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116964929716658876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116964929716658876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116964929716658876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116964929716658876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-again.html' title='HELLO AGAIN'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116957080785067303</id><published>2007-01-23T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:46:47.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>i don't know what happened yesterday but i woke up with a terrible back ache. i couldn't hardly bend over more than a few inches. i started to try and move the old body parts and after a while i could move a bit. i am going to have to exercise more each day i think. i use to read a lot of books by gearge burns. i think he lived to be 99. he use to exercise every day and he had a set routine. i need to find that book and do what he did.he must have had a personal trainer . after all he had the bucks. well i hope i feel a lot better tomorrow or i will be stuck in bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116957080785067303?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116957080785067303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116957080785067303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116957080785067303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116957080785067303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-all_23.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116940011388291648</id><published>2007-01-21T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T09:21:53.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good ideas</title><content type='html'>i need to shave and wake up. that is the only way i can wake up. i felt like a turtle this morning because it is cold here and i was under the covers and every time i would go to get up i would feel the cold air and i would duck under my cover. i can sympathize with the turtle because when he pokes his head out of his shell and notices some thing is not quite right he sticks it back in. sounds like a good idea. why don't we come up with these good ideas and stick with them. i know that roofers pick the cool part of the summer days to work on roofs. they have been known to stop and pull of a job till the hottest part of the day passes and come back and continue. we some times have a job from 8 a.m. till 5 p.m. when we get off of work we are in the most trafic and what would take one hour to drive home takes 2. if it is better to leave work at 6 p.m. why doesn't our job let us take an hour and a half for lunch instead of a half hour and let us go at 6 p.m. where is the flexibility? if we have a good idea can we do what is needed to put it in affect.&lt;br /&gt;some people do not even want to hear about good ideas. when i was working we had a suggestion box. we had some good suggestions and we would meet once a week with the bosses and discuss the ideas but then they took the box away. they did not want to know. our good ideas were not good enough. i guess if the workers had good ideas then the bosses would take offense. maydbe they thought they were not doing their job. i know i watch commercials on t.v. all the time, like i have a choice. i have a good idea. when you have a truck commercial why don't you play the music at a low level so we can actually hear some thing being said about the new trucks they are trying to sell. here is a novel idea. tell us some thing slightly technical. give of some specifications. give us some prices or tell us what options we can get. here is an idea. they have a program in atlanta called law and order. it is a program about crimes and courts and getting the bad guy. you watch the hour long show and right at the end of the program they play this loud music in the background and you can not hear what the actors are saying. have you ever heard of soft violin music. at the end of the program give us an e-mail address and we can e-mail the producers with ideas to make your show better. if your rating are going in the toilet then here is an idea. have an actor or your producer start your show with saying our rating are down and we need to ask the people that are still watching to e-mail or call us with suggestions on how we can improve this show. at leats act like a politician or a used car sales man and promise us to do some thing even if you do not keep your promise. give us a little hope. well if no one cares to listen to all this i might as well go back to bed and stick my head under the covers like my friend the turtle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116940011388291648?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116940011388291648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116940011388291648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116940011388291648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116940011388291648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-ideas.html' title='good ideas'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116844631964529406</id><published>2007-01-10T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T08:25:19.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>i just thought i would drop by here to say hello. i have been talking to a loy of people on yahoo messenger and also playing yahoo pool and gin. i have played some games on pogo also. seems to be when you play with some one young and you start to win they like to swear at you and call you a jerk. these youngsters need to grow up. i don't know where they got their training from but they need a few more lessons. &lt;br /&gt;    well in february i will be 62. that time sure went by fast .my wife and i had to go to social security to get that started. there sure was a lot of people there. we actually applied online for our benefits and then we went over to the place to show them our birth certificates. it is a wonder i still had mine. when you go there you have to take a number and then go sit down with a hundred other people. my wife and i each took a number and she went before me. she came back and said the lady that saw her was hateful. she acted as if my wife hadn't paid in to social security and was asking for some thing for free or maybe she just didn't want to be bothered. when my number was called we both went and the woman that saw us was real nice. it doesn't hurt to be nice and it makes the day go by much easier.&lt;br /&gt;    well in a couple of months we will be getting some money from the government. it will not be much but it will help a lot. i  wonder if my children will be able to get social security. it may not even be available by then. i worked for the county on my last job so i got a small pension and we have been living on it for the last 5 years. does your company have a pension plan? i always heard every one saying you should save money but i never seemed to have any extra to save. its a good thing they took social security out of my check before i got my hands on it or i would have nothing now that i am about to be 62.&lt;br /&gt;    well i hope every one is well. i will talk with every one soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116844631964529406?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116844631964529406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116844631964529406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116844631964529406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116844631964529406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116786665718594637</id><published>2007-01-03T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T15:26:18.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pogo games</title><content type='html'>there is a web site called pogo . it is where people go on the net to play  card games or pool games . i played 9 ball today with people i never have met before. on the bottom of the window where the pool game is is a place where you can chat. i happened to play with a young man today who was 28 years old. there was one point in time during the game where i made a good shot and he got frustrated with me so he commented on my bad english and grammar in the chat window. here is the conversation . after i made a good shot he got mad and i said , " it is only a game . " so he said, " thats stupid u can not even write proper english ."  then he said, " i know lol i not botherd . " i have always said that i can not spell and my grammar is bad and that is why i never comment on some ones poor spelling or grammar. perhaps my opponent in the pool game should do the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116786665718594637?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116786665718594637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116786665718594637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116786665718594637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116786665718594637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2007/01/pogo-games.html' title='pogo games'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116761669943568017</id><published>2006-12-31T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:58:19.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>hello every one. it has been a long time since i have blogged and i have no excuse. i would like to wish every one a very merry happy new year. my wife and i have not gone out for new years since 2000. that year we went to a casino and celebrated there. that was an expensive night. there were so many people there that they were about six deep at each machine. when there is that many people you do not have a chance at winning any thing , which we didn't . &lt;br /&gt;   i have enjoyed meeting a lot of new people here at my blog this year and i have made a lot of friends. &lt;br /&gt;  take it easy tonight if you go out and celebrate . the roads are bad this time of year and i want all of you here next year.a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116761669943568017?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116761669943568017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116761669943568017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116761669943568017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116761669943568017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116689195412702291</id><published>2006-12-23T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T08:39:14.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas shows</title><content type='html'>well it is almost xmas and there of course a lot of good movies out and also xmas stories. some are new and then there are some of the old favorites for those of us  that are age 50 and above. which movie do you like to watch the most on xmas. i always have liked miracle on 34th st. i tried to get it from my local library but i probably won't get it until march . i guess i could spend the money and buy a tape but i do not like spending money on tapes. i will buy a blank tape though and record it if i know it is comming on.  so what do you like to watch at this time of year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116689195412702291?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116689195412702291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116689195412702291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116689195412702291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116689195412702291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-shows.html' title='xmas shows'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116639289727770691</id><published>2006-12-17T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:35:28.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting by.</title><content type='html'>the last post i made was about dumpster diving. i use to do that to make extra money. the last job i had was working for the county at the water department. most of my previous jobs i had we had 30 minutes for lunch but the county had one hour. right around this time of year people would sell these books for about $10.00 and in these books were coupons that were good for buying things at restaurants and some were good for say50 percent off when you bought a fan at home depot or lowes which sells lumber and a lot of other things like electrical and plubbing and garden supplies. there might be a few coupons for buying a whopper sandwich at burger king and getting one free. one day i had a book of coupons in my car and it was lunch time and i was going to go to burger king and buy a whopper and i told some one and they asked me to pick them up one for them and they gave me the money. when i went i got two whoppers, one for them and one for me and i used a coupon i had so that made mine free. i figured if i could get three people who wanted one whopper each i could get mine free and pocket the money for one by using two coupons for buy one and get one free. so at lunch time i would tell every one where i was going to eat and i asked them if they wanted me to get theres. they gave me there order and i wrote it down and off i went. i used my coupons of course and always got my food for free and made money besides. they got the food they wanted and the correct change and did not have to leave the shop and that made them happy. it saved them not only time but gas for their cars to go for lunch. ater a while i would find two or three fast food places right next to each other that would accept coupons out of my book so i then gave people a choice of what to get . i had a desk job and i was able to eat my food usually at my desk right after lunch if i had to. at xmas time they would sell the books of coupons at church sales and they would cost about 7.50 each. at almost closing time though the price of the books would be $3.50. if i saw they had 20 books left i would offer them $2.00 each for all 20 . i could then turn around and sell the books myself for $6.00 each which was a bargain or i could sell the coupons in the book per coupon. if i heard some one was going to buy a fan at lowes for $50.00 i might have a coupon for 50 percent off. i would sell that person a coupon for $2.00 and they would save 25 dollars on the fan minus the 2 they gave me, a $23.00 dollar savings for them and the $2.00 i got paid for an entire book of coupons even though i only sold the one to them. the good thing about doing this also was during the weekend i would go to the sme fast food places and order food for me and my family and they would always put on xtra food because i went there so much during the week and i got to know every one at the restaurants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116639289727770691?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116639289727770691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i was talking to a friend yesterday about the good old days when we were raising our children. i worked 40 hours a week and my wife watched the children. it was to expensive for day care for 4 children. we use to do a lot on the side to make extra cash. one of the things was a thing called dumpster diving. behind each business they had these containers that they called dumpsters . these containers would be for any thing the businesses wanted to throw away. a lot of times they would throw stuff away that we could use or at least take and salvage like copper and brass and aluminum. there was a refrigeration place that had a dumpster and they would throw small pieces of copper tubing away. they also threw some brass fittings away. every time i would drive down the road and pass a business i would drive around to the back and check the dumpsters and after a while the kids got involved and they could make extra cash that way. my daughters birthday was about to come one year and she wanted to invte a friend to come to the house and have cake and ice cream and have a little party. so we called the girls parents and asked if their daughter could come to the party and they said yes. my two daughters got in the back seat of my 1955 buick and we went to pick the little girl up. on the way home i decided to go behind the refrigeration place and check the dumpster, after all it was on the way. my daughters both had been to this dumster before with me. when i stopped the buick my two daughters jumped out and dove in to the dumpster before i had a chance to get out. i waited a couple of minutes and my daughters got back in the car. their friend was sitting in the middle of both of them. the girl had a surprised look on her face. she looked at my daughters and said, "what are you doing? " my daughters looked at her like she was crazy and said, "don't you know? " my oldest daughter held out her hand and she had some copper fittings in her hand. she said, this is copper and we get 25 cents per pound at the salvage place for this. my other daughter held out her hand and said," this is brass and we get 20 cents a pound for this." they both said to their friend, "don't you ever do this? " "we thought every one did." i couldn't wait to get home to tell my wife about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116605451672786818?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116605451672786818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116605451672786818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116605451672786818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116605451672786818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/dumpster-diving.html' title='dumpster diving'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116578515910914606</id><published>2006-12-10T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T13:12:39.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>hello all. has any one tried to change their template lately on their blog with beta. how is that going for you?  i copies one tempate that looked perfect and erased another and pasted the good one in and it is messed up. it has the same html and every thing. i saved  it to a file and then saved it with .html at the end and it looks good but not on the blog site. i was going to change this blog at ramblin on to look like &lt;a href= " http://mrhaney2.blogspot.com/ "&gt;ramblin on2&lt;/a&gt;  but i don't dare doing it.    so how has every one been doing lately? is every one trying to get busy for xmas. i am staying away from the malls myself. i do not feel like getting in to any car accidents at the end of the year .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116578515910914606?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116578515910914606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116578515910914606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116578515910914606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116578515910914606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-all_10.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116561453355091784</id><published>2006-12-08T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:48:53.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite song</title><content type='html'>do you and your husband or you and your wife have a favorite song. what is it?&lt;br /&gt;here is ours by vince gil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at us&lt;br /&gt;After all these yars together&lt;br /&gt;Look at us&lt;br /&gt;After all that weve been through&lt;br /&gt;Look at us&lt;br /&gt;Still leaning on each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see&lt;br /&gt;How true love should be&lt;br /&gt;Then just look at us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you&lt;br /&gt;Still pretty as a picture&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;Still crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;Look at us&lt;br /&gt;Still believin in forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a hundred years from now&lt;br /&gt;I know without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Theyll all look back and wonder how&lt;br /&gt;We made it all work out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are&lt;br /&gt;Well go down in history&lt;br /&gt;When they want to see&lt;br /&gt;How true love should be&lt;br /&gt;Theyll just look at us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116561453355091784?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116561453355091784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116561453355091784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116561453355091784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116561453355091784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/favorite-song.html' title='favorite song'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116561218196245401</id><published>2006-12-08T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:09:41.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my daughter sent this to me .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4405/366/1600/66912/image10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4405/366/320/697539/image10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i got a good laugh out of this so i am sharing it today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116561218196245401?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116561218196245401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116561218196245401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116561218196245401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116561218196245401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-daughter-sent-this-to-me.html' title='my daughter sent this to me .'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116550857929578603</id><published>2006-12-07T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T08:22:59.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soap bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mrhaney/316491956/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/110/316491956_34813cc775.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mrhaney/316491956/"&gt;soap bags&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mrhaney/"&gt;mrhaney&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	here is just some of the material that has been cut for soap bags. my wife is sewing 3,000 bags to send to a monastery in clyde missouri and the nuns there will put soap that they make in to these bags and sell them at their store. she volunteered there for 6 weeks this summer and  this is what she did while she was there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116550857929578603?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116550857929578603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116550857929578603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116550857929578603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116550857929578603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/soap-bags_07.html' title='soap bags'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116533462951902869</id><published>2006-12-05T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:03:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas time</title><content type='html'>well it is almost christmas time and it is my favorite time of the year. if you celebrate christmas tell us what your christmasses use to be like when you were a child. when i was a child back in the 40's and 50's you would not get a lot of toys or any thing bought from a store when you were a child. so you always looked forward to christmas  and what you might get. i was born in massachusetts and back then there was always snow on the ground well before xmas. in most households people had maybe one t.v. and a radio or two. radios were very popular. the t.v. was usually in the den or in the living room. my father would always go out and get the tree and my brother and sister and i would some times helped set it up . the tinsel that hung on the tree ,when stringed popcorn was not used, was hung by my mother. she had to make sure each strand was hanging perfect . there was no tossing tinsel at the tree. my parents would ask me what i wanted for xmas and my list was always long. i always knew what i wanted and desired even when i was a kid. christmas night we kids would go to bed about 9 to 10 p.m. we would go to bed but there would be not to much sleeping going on. we would wait till about 4 a.m. and try and sneak out to look at the presents. we didn't dare move the presents because we knew better. that was my fathers job. we would get up about 7 a.m. and run to wake up my parents. my father and mother would come out which seemed like hours to me but it was only minutes. my father would take the toys one by one and hand them out to me and my brother and sister. he would hand out one each to us and say who the present was from and we would open them. then he would hand out three more. some times my father would hide a toy that i really wanted and act like santa had forgot. he would say,' i think there might be one more for you some where. "" santa doesn't always put every thing under the tree, you know." after we opened the toys mom would make breakfast and after we ate that at the dinner table, we all sat together, we could then go out and play. it was december in new england so it was always cold and there was always plenty of snow on the ground. mom would always tell us when lunch was and we dare not be gone when that time came around. the rest of the day relatives always dropped by and they brought presents. before the day was over we would get in the car and go to my grandparents house which was in the city. when we got there we would walk up 3 floors to there apartment and there were kisses all around and there we got some more presents. at xmas we always had more fruit in the house and my dad always had some whiskey for him and any adults that might drop by. at my grandparents house they had the same thing plus they always had plenty of candy and also peanut brittle that my grandmother use to make. it was winter so every one served hot chocolate and the grownups always had coffee. my grandfather use to drink old granddad, which is a whiskey. some times he would pour some in a shot glass and drop it in a mug of beer. when he wasn't looking i would sneak a sip. my grandfather always had at least one horse that he kept at a friends barn in the country. he lived in the city himself. i use to go with him and his son, my uncle, and go to the barn  to see the horse and play in the snow with my uncle who was only 2 years older than i was. christmas time was the only time i would go to my grandparents house that my uncle and i would not get to see a movie. they were closed on that day. christmas to me back then was a very magical day. so what was it like when you were a child?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116533462951902869?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116533462951902869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116533462951902869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116533462951902869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116533462951902869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-time.html' title='christmas time'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116522079570156660</id><published>2006-12-04T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:26:35.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all. well i should be going to bed because it is now 3 a.m here in ga. and i am still up. last night i was up late again and it is getting to be a habit. they had a special on t.v. about dogs. i love dogs myself so i watched the special. it just got me wanting to have another dog again in my life. i am 61 though my wife is not crazy about having another dog that is not the only reason i do not get one. i know it is a lot of responsibility and some times even at 61 i do not feel like getting up and doing what is needed to take care of  a pet. how would i feel at 70 or 75 if i live that long. dogs generally live to 12 - 15 years old if you get a puppy. any way i still love dogs and i had the need to see one today and the pets stores are closed on sundays . i told my wife i was going out to find a dog but i would not bring one back. so i went to the park hoping to see some one with a dog but no luck. so i drove around my neighborhood till i spotted a dog and i went up to the house with the dog in the back yard and knocked on the door. no one was there though so i stayed away from the dog even though i wanted to pet her. i did spot another dog two houses down from the house i was at. i knocked on the door and said, " i live in this neighborhood and i was driving around and i seen that you have a dog inn your yard and i was wondering if i might go and pet it. " i said i have owned several dogs but at present do not have one. the man said, sure you can go pet her and if you want you can go in the back yard also if you like" well i thanked him and did just that . i played with his dog for about 2 hours and then i thanked him and left. i told him i might be back and he said that would be fine.  i think the man might have thought it would be good for his dog to get some exercise. at one point the man and his wife and their daughter had to leave and do some laundry at a laundromat and they said i could stay in their yard if i wanted to, which i did. when they returned i was still playing with the dog. i am not so sure i would have left my house with a strainger in my back yard but they did. i guess i did not look like a crook. well after i got home i felt better even though like my wife says, i smelled like dog. a lot of women do not like when men smell like dog but most men don't seem to mind and i know i don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116522079570156660?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116522079570156660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116522079570156660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116522079570156660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116522079570156660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116513154101369567</id><published>2006-12-02T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:39:01.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>easy to say and hard to do.</title><content type='html'>hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wife and i are the parents of four children. we raised them and we had no help in doing so. they were ours and we did not expect any help. we were both raised in a time where you did things on your own and expected no one to help. if you got in a mess you cleaned it up. if you made a mistake you had to learn from it. the bigger the mistake the faster you learned not to do that again. now some people that have no children seem to think it is an easy job but it isn't. it is easy for some one to think he or she could do a much better job than we did or any one for that matter. it is easy when you are saying it and have no children but it is very hard when you actually have one or two or f0ur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 there seems to be a lot of things in this life that are easy to say but are very hard to do. saying is always easier than doing. i can say i want to go on a diet but going on one is another thing. it is hard and difficult and hard to do each and every day. it is hard to stick to. people that have never had a problem with their weight love to tell a person that does, whats the big deal. just eat less. so easy to say, especially when you have never had a weight problem. it is easy to tell some one who is depressed, just take it easy and don't worry so much . you think that the depressed person has not tried that. some time he or she has no idea why they are depressed. maybe it is a chemical imbalance. there could be many reasons. a lot of people look down on the homeless and it is easy to think to yourself or say to some one else, that person should just get a job. he or she must be lazy. that might not be so at all. i know there are things in my life that come easy for me and some times i think why isn't every one like that. i had a friend that was good at fixing cars. i use to have him fix mine all the time. he use to call me when he had carpentry work to be done or a heater or air conditioning unit worked on. when i would go to him and tell him my problems with my car or truck he would tell me how easily i could fix it. he would say, you just have to do this and then he would tell me what i should do. i always stopped him right away and said, it is easy for you but not for me. i must admit i did the same when he would call and ask me to hang a door or find out why his heater was making a funny noise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   i see people all the time that love to grow things. theey have a beautiful garden and i love to see what they have accomplished. on the other hand though, i can't grow any thing. i have tried but with no luck. so i stay away from it. you have to know your limits some time . i must admit though that i am hard headed and do not like to be beaten and i will try and try to do some thing before i give it up but some things are not easy for some and real easy for others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116513154101369567?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116513154101369567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116513154101369567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116513154101369567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116513154101369567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/12/easy-to-say-and-hard-to-do.html' title='easy to say and hard to do.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116483770030679833</id><published>2006-11-29T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:16:01.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if we could start over.</title><content type='html'>if you could start the world over and hypnotize every single person that was born to always, no matter what , do to each and every other person on earth then what would that be ? if that person was going to do some thing or say some thing that went against the one thing each and every one was programmed to do or hypnotized to do he or she could not do it or say it. it seems to me there is a simple rule that most have learned or know about but it seems to be so difficult to follow for one reason or another. what we beleive gets in the way of us doing that one thing is a lot of things. one is we are influenced a lot by our parents and the way they think and what they teach us. we are influenced by family, friends and a lot by religion, no matter what that religion might be. we are influenced some how by a persons color and race . a lot are influenced by a persons surroundings. what kind of house they own or do not own. their ability to earn money or not. if they are lazy . we are influenced by the way they dress and how fat or thin they are. we are influenced a lot about if they are gay or not gay. we are influenced by what their politics are also.  so many things seem to influence how we treat our fellow man and there are very few here on earth that can truly say it doesn't . it seems when we are children though we see clearer than any adult or maybe it is just that we know nothing of the world or what is going on or what has transpired through the years. we don't know who likes who and who doesn't like who. appearances to a child mean nothing and if your rich or poor means nothing also. if you have all your teeth or no teeth we don't care. if you are catholic or jewish or greek orthodox or presbyterian or what ever religion it matters not. i tell you what does matter though and this is the simple rule that we have heard about and most have tried to adhere to but for many reasons could not, DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO UNTO YOU . IF WHEN WE WERE A CHILD WE GOT TO THAT POINT IN OUR LIVES WHEN WE WERE CAPABLE OF DECIDING WHAT TO DO AND WHAT NOT TO DO. WHAT TO SAY AND WHAT NOT TO SAY. HOW TO FEEL ABOUT A CERTAIN THING AND HOW NOT TO FEEL. how to treat another person or how not to treat him. if we got to that point and we had no choice no matter how hard we tried to treat every one with out exception as we would like to be treated how would this world be? my grand mother who was like my own mother always spoke kind of every one. i never heard her say a bad word about any one. she may have but i never heard it. she treated all the same and now that i think back on that it amazes me so. she was like a saint on this earth for all to follow in word and deed.  my father once said if some one on earth could dislike my grand mother what kind of person would they be. so the next time you see some one or talk to some one treat them like you would like to be treated, today and in the future and after a while things in this world should get a lot better for all of us. i did alright on this post and i think i kept it together but when i started to speak of my grand mother i got emotional and i almost could not finish the post but i did. i myself need to remember to do what i am saying here because i am influenced by a lot of things in this world so i have to constantly remind myself of how to treat every one. i wish i had more of my grandmother in me but she influenced me a lot and made me a better person than i could have been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116483770030679833?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116483770030679833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116483770030679833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116483770030679833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116483770030679833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-we-could-start-over.html' title='if we could start over.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116474533397200796</id><published>2006-11-28T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:45:39.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chat room tonight for my friends</title><content type='html'>today we are going to have a test of my chat room. it is located at my other blog site. go to &lt;a href= "http://mrhaney2a.blogspot.com/ "&gt;chat room&lt;/a&gt; at that sight at 6 p .m , 9 p.m. and 12p.m. eastern standard time and look to the right of the blog. just type in the square at the bottom of gabby chat and hit your enter key on your key board to enter your text. right above where you type you message you may see a number. the chat room just assigns you a random number and that is who you are in the in the chat room.  if you look above the box at the bottom where you right your message you will see a number next to the word change . it will say gabber and a number. that is your number. you can change that number to your name by deleted the number in that box . just move mouse to the box where the number is and delete the number and write your name in there and click on change next to your name. then when you write on the bottom now and hit your enter key your message should appear. i haven't had a chance to try this yet and it may not work but go there tonight and see if you can say hi to some one. i may be there tonight at one of those times but if not every one who comes can try to talk on it and it will stay on there for me to see later. i will try to be there though at one of those times if my wife doesn't need our one and only computer. if you happen to see this before 6 p.m. you could go to the chat room and just practice on it a bit to see if you can write to it and change your number in to your name. then come back later and see if any one is typing on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116474533397200796?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116474533397200796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116474533397200796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116474533397200796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116474533397200796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/chat-room-tonight-for-my-friends.html' title='chat room tonight for my friends'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116438289425112991</id><published>2006-11-24T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:41:34.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all - happy holidays</title><content type='html'>happy holidays every one. i have not been posting lately and i should. i have been busy with other things. i ate up a storm yesterday because it was thanksgiving. my wife cooked  a large turkey and made the stuffing that i love and only she makes. my youngest son came over and ate with us and stayed a while and that was good. he doesn't come here often. like all grown kids he has his own life to live. i showed him the yahoo games on the computer and how to play pool on the computer. he liked that . he has a laptop he bought but does not use it much except to watch videos. i  told him if he got on yahoo messenger with voce then him and i could talk to each other over our computers and we could also play some yahoo games together and talk while we did it. &lt;br /&gt;  well i hope every one out there in the blog world is doing fine especially my friends . &lt;br /&gt;   i will tak to every one soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116438289425112991?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116438289425112991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116438289425112991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116438289425112991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116438289425112991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-all-happy-holidays.html' title='hello all - happy holidays'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116405164186267239</id><published>2006-11-20T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:43:34.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>webkey</title><content type='html'>hello all. well last night i managed to stay up till 4 a.m. and then i went to bed and got up at 7:30. i am to old for this. i took my lovely wife to the thrift store and then i went to the waffle house and had breakfast. i hadn't been there in about a month and they were surprised to see me. my meal came to $8.00 which is the usual now for breakfast. i usually leave a two dollar tip but seeing this week is thanksgiving i left the waitress four dollars. those waitresses at waffle house are still getting $2.00 an hour. i can't see how restaurants get away with it but they do. the bosses of all these restaurants that hire people to waitress must have convinced washington that every waitress makes tips and that adds to their salary. any way my mother use to be a waitress and i always like to tip at least 20 percent. i remember when i was a child she would come home after a night at the restaurant and complain about how hard she worked and how little she got in tips. i have seen my mother waitress and i know for a fact she was real good at it. i don't say this just because she was and is my mother. well now that i have got all this out of my way, here is my post.&lt;br /&gt;   i was talking to a woman i know on yahoo messenger last night while playing yahoo gin, a card game for those who do not know, and i was telling her about some of the freeware i have down loaded on my computer to save me time. i love saving time. i will even spend some time to save some time. one of these programs i have is called webkey, which you can find &lt;a href= " http://www.download.com/WebKey/3000-2381_4-4227251.html "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; . webkey helps you "Go to your favorite sites, and email friends and family, at the touch of a keyboard button. WebKey contains features such the ability to an email client, run Windows applications (even work with shortcuts), and open registered document files. " i have used this program i guess foe about 3 years. maybe not this edition but another edition. what i do is open webkey after it is down loaded of course and assign it what they call hot keys. for instance if i wish to go to http://www.yahoo.com/ i assign two keys to that url and i have assigned the alt key and the y key on my keyboard. so when i hold down the alt key and touch the y key once it my browser will take me to the yahoo web site. i visit many people who come to my site and i set webkey up to go to their sites. for instance if i want to go to wakers blog i hold the alt key down and hit the w key and i am off to walkers blog. if i like to go to play pool at yahoo i might find the sight and then i copy the address url and enter it in webkey and assign it two hot keys like alt and the letter p and the next time a friend asks me if i care to play pool on yahoo i just hold down the alt key and hit the p key and off the browsers goes to that sight. it is very easy to set up and after you do you will be glad you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116405164186267239?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116405164186267239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116405164186267239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116405164186267239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116405164186267239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/webkey.html' title='webkey'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116400031319335732</id><published>2006-11-19T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:25:13.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my parents had the right idea.</title><content type='html'>i think my parents had the right idea. i have come to that conclusion now after many years of thinking about it. their theory is once you leave home then you are on your own. if you step in it, whethe on purpose or by accident then you have to clean it up. if you can't then live with the smell. their theory is your problems are your problems and our problems are our problems and never the twain shall meet. i happen to live 1200 miles from my parents and my wife lives 2,000 miles from hers but it would not matter if her and i were 500 feet from their house, things would be the same. as a matter of fact one time we did live 500 feet from their house in my aunts house which we rented. that was fun. we did not have a washing machine then and her house had no room for one any ways. we use to take the wash to the laundromat. one winter day my pregnant wife was not feeling to good but she had wash to do. she walked to my parents house and asked my mom if she could use the their washing machine just this one time. my mother said no. she said my father did not believe in letting any one , even family, using their things because it would wear their things out sooner. so that ended that and we knew where we stood and did not ask again. my parents are good people but they beleive what they believe and i respect that. when my kids come to my house they say i do not treat them like adults. my answer to that is, when you act like an adult then i will treat you like one.&lt;br /&gt;usually my children will ask us to help them and we will. it will start out small and then before you know it they will ask for some thing else. before long we will be doing a lot of things. we will end up doing more than they are doing and it is their problem and not ours. i hate to be thinking about a problem more than the person that owns the problem. then usually at some point we say no we can not do some thing. when that happens they get madder at us than all the rest of the people that did nothing. then that is when i say to myself and my wife, we are damned if we do help them and damned if we don't. so my theory is it is best for them to get mad before we go through all our time and effort and money if the results are going to be the same. so then we usually stop helping and say do it on your own like you should have in the first place, like an adult would. we leave out that last sentence usually. then we swear to ourselves that this will be the last time, lol. that last till one of them needs help again. now some will say, why not stop. all i have to say to that is, their will be a wife involved in the decision and worse than that a mother. kids know that their fathers wife might not help sometimes but their mother will, because that is why GOD made mothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116400031319335732?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116400031319335732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116400031319335732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116400031319335732'/><link rel='self' 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download it you can set it up to adjust the volume of your speakers with the wheel on your mouse if you have one that is. i set mine up to start the program when i start my computer . then i set it up that when i hold down the alt key on my  keyboard i can rotate the wheel on my mouse and the volume increases. go the opposite way with the wheel and hold down the alt key and the sound decreases. also a icon will appear on the screen showing a slider bar as you do this. i have my speakers set back and i almost have to get off my seat to adjust the sound. this is much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116386445870195642?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116386445870195642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116386445870195642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116386445870195642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116386445870195642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/volumouse.html' title='volumouse'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116382678989625175</id><published>2006-11-17T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:13:09.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies and other things.</title><content type='html'>todays post is about the movies  and shows you love to watch over and over again.  personally i love to watch westerns, john wayne westerns nowadays but back in the day when i was a child i would watch hopalong cassidy and roy rodgers, big valley, bonanza, gunsmoke, lone ranger, big valley, have gun will travel, cheyenne, wyatt earp, gene autry, wanted dead or alive, high chapparral. i use to love to watch the jackie gleason show and i love lucy. i was born in massachusetts so of course i was a red sox fan and i loved to watch baseball and also football. nowadays when they try to make a western they like to talk to much in the movie. they can talk a western to death&lt;br /&gt;nowadays. in the old westerns they did not talk to much and when they did they meant it . the good always won over the bad and it was commom for the star to ride the best mount there was in the show. my grandfather, who owned horses and rode and showed them to , loved to watch westerns with me and his son. his son, my uncle, was two years older than i, and we would spend every weekend together in the summer and if we weren't watching a western we would be watching war movies. those were the days when the you paid a quarter to see the movie and i beleive the candy was a dime and the popcorn was 15 cents and the cokes were 10 and 15 cents. there was always two movies and cartoons and some short war films. you could spend half the day in there and not spend a dollar. when i went to my grandparents house i would take the bus. my parents had a car, one car, but they would not use it to take me to my grandparents. they would give me 20 cents to ride the bus. the bus would stop at the station in fall river, massachusetts and i would walk about a mile to my grandparents house. my uncle, who was 2 years older than i would know i was coming and would drop water baloons from the third floor balconey on my head. i would always walk up the stairs to the third floor sopping wet, there was no elevator. my grandparents would greet me and dry me off and chastise my uncle for getting me wet once again. i always kissed my grandparents when i arrived and when i left. i love them both dearly. my grandmother would give me $4.00 and i would go down to the chineese place and by food for the 4 of us. there was always plenty. my grandmother always had rolls from the bakery and she heated them in the gas oven and we had them with butter with our food. after a while my uncle and i would walk back to town, about 3/4 of a mile and take in a double feature. the chairs were always hard and the screen was always large with a curtain in front of it. when the movie started they would draw the curtain back and we would sit there with a large popcorn and sodas and candies and watch and look in amazement at the movies that were shown. the movies were so simple back then but we loved every minute of them and went every week with out fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116382678989625175?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116382678989625175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116382678989625175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116382678989625175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116382678989625175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/movies-and-other-things.html' title='movies and other things.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116368656932675814</id><published>2006-11-16T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T06:16:09.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tom cruise and katie holmes</title><content type='html'>i am not usual interested in hollywood stars but this wedding with tom cruise and katie holmes is getting out of hand. does any one think that the stars in hollywood should give more of their money to charity? i suppose that they give to charity and i have no idea what they give but i read cruise gave katie a 20 million dollar plane for a wedding gift. twenty million dollars, is that nuts or what. now they are going to get wed in a castle. what is that going to cost before it s done. i just wonder wonder when these people spend 50 million dollars on some thing and people are starving in their country do they think even once i could have spent 30 million and gave the poor 20 million. when they go to a hotel some where and get charged five thousand dollars for the night do they think even once, these people are taking advantage of me. now if you spent five thousand for a night in any hotel would you leave the hotel for any reason. i wouldn't even want to go to the bathroom because i would be saying to myself, well that trip to the bathroom cost me $300.00. &lt;br /&gt;  you would also think that any one who had all this money and all these so called friend would be happy but that is not so. i bet i am happier than 90 percent of the people in hollywood. they are trying to buy happiness and that is not going to happen. &lt;br /&gt;  the news always wants to tell us what the starts are doing and what they are spending and who married who and how many times they married. i wonder if they realize that most of us do not care what they do. oh yea, they say tom cruise did not invite oprah to the wedding. my question is, does oprah care if she gets invited. if i had oprahs money i wouldn't care. she can throw her own party every day of the year and still be rich. while i am at it, oprah is rich but i some times think she thinks she is still in touch with us. when i say us i mean the ones that go to work every day and worry about paying the electric and gas bill. when i say us i mean the ones that can count our money instead of weigh it and have no idea how much money we have.&lt;br /&gt;there was a point where oprah went from us to them. she crossed over years ago and she isn't coming back. &lt;br /&gt;   whenever a person goes to work he is part of the us and the bosses are the them. if you ever are one of the us and then get to be a boss then you have crossed over to the them. all of a sudden those friends that you had for years no longer wish to talk to you. you try to tell them , just because i am a boss now means nothing. i am still the same person but they don't believe you. if you don't think so see how many times you get invited to go to lunch with the us crowd. here is the funny thing though. when you go from the us to the them all of a sudden the them becomes us and the us becomes them. that's weird isn't it. &lt;br /&gt;  does any one think of things like this but me. am i all alone here? i am rambling i know but check out the name of my blog and you will know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i just checked the spelling on this and i spelled coming as comming. i always feel like comimg should have two m's . what do you think? as a matter a fact why isn't it spelled cumming?what makes the o sound like a u. when we say tom cruise the o in tom doesn't sound like a u. we don't say tum cruise do we? some times the spelling of words baffles me. no wonder so many of us can not spell. there is even a lot of them that can't spell. most of us know what group we are in though. we are either in the us or the them except for oprah that is. she beleives she is in both groups i am sure. i hope oprah doesn't read my post. she may not invite me to her next party. oh well, i have nothing to wear for a fancy party any way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116368656932675814?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116368656932675814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116368656932675814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116368656932675814'/><link rel='self' 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I TRIED TO ADJUST THE MIKE SO IT IS JUST THE RIGHT DISTANCE FROM MY MOUTH AND IT SEEMS TO WORK ALRIGHT BUT WHEN I LOOK DOWN TO TYPE I CAN SEE IT AND IT IT HARD FOR ME TO GET USE TO IT.&lt;br /&gt;   I HAD A WEIRD DREAM TODAY. YES TODAY IN THE AFTERNOON I FELL ASLEEP WATCHING T.V. I WAS DREAMING I HAD THIS PORTABLE HEATER GOING IN THE LIVING ROOM AND IT WAS ON MY NEW HARDWOOD FLOOR THAT I INSTALED THIS SUMMER AND WHEN I LIFTED THE THING UP THERE WAS A BURN SPOT ON MY NEW FLOOR. WELL WHEN I SPOTTED THAT MY FRIENDS I WOKE RIGHT UP.  IT SCARED ME SO MUCH, I JUST KNEW I HAD SCREWED UP MY FLOOR.&lt;br /&gt;   HAVE YOU HAD ANY BAD DREAMS LATELY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116356653211311719?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116356653211311719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116356653211311719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116356653211311719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116356653211311719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-all_14.html' title='HELLO ALL'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116347927108670904</id><published>2006-11-13T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:41:11.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>well i dropped by walkers blog and he has managed to burn himself . he may be out of commission for a while unless he can manage to type with his toes. so drop by &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; and say hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116347927108670904?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116334976841703747</id><published>2006-11-12T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:42:48.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends</title><content type='html'>well it is the weekend and sunday to boot . so what i wanted to ask today is , what does every one do on their weekends? do you all do the same things weekend after weekend or is it up in the air and you decide as you go. now that we are retired you would think we go out all the time but we don't. when we were working money was tight and now it is even worse. i never could seem to save any money no matter what i heard about saving money. i never seemed to have extra money. all my money was spoken for and a savings account was a joke because i needed all my dough for the essentials. i guess i could have worked another job besides my full time job but that would take me away from home and my wife and 40 hours away from her was enough for me. well today i am on the computer again and my wife is sewing soap bags. now every one is saying, "what is a soap bag." well my wife has done some volunteer work at a monastery in clyde missouri. she has been there a couple of times for 6 weeks at a time in the fall and this time they had her sewing together these small cloth bags, i call it any way, which holds 1 bar of soap each. the nuns make the soap and they put each bar in a small cloth bag with a ribbon on it and sell it at their little store they have. so after my wife got home from the monastery she waited a few months and called the nuns and said if they sent her the material she would sew the soap bags and send them back. she is sewing 1,000 of them and it should take about 4 days to do. so while she is busy doing that i am here writing this post and talking to people on yahoo messenger.&lt;br /&gt; by the way, who has yahoo messenger with voice?&lt;br /&gt;  well that is enough for now and i will talk to use guys later. use guys is a yankee expression in case your about to correct me which i know you won't because we are friends, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116334976841703747?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116334976841703747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116334976841703747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116334976841703747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116334976841703747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekends.html' title='weekends'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116325593299740973</id><published>2006-11-11T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:38:53.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>veterans day today</title><content type='html'>today is veterans day and we should honor all our veterans. here is a good sight i found that explains things, &lt;a href= " http://www.military.com/veteransday/History.htm "&gt;veterans day&lt;/a&gt; .if you know a veteran pick up your phone and call him and thank him or her for their service . there are a lot of veterans that have never been thanked. we owe our lives and freedoms to these brave men and women. i know &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/   "&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt; will be posting about the day and it would be good if you dropped by his blog later on today . give him a little time to get up though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116325593299740973?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116325593299740973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116325593299740973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116325593299740973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116325593299740973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/veterans-day-today.html' title='veterans day today'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116296415978340469</id><published>2006-11-07T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:20:17.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all.</title><content type='html'>well another day has come and gone and it is just past midnight. time sure flies around here. i guess it is because i am retired. i remember the first days when i was retired. i got up at the usual time like i had to go to work but i didn't. i could just stay home or go where ever i wanted. i felt if i went out some one would stop me and say, aren't you suppose to be at work. it didn't happen though. the retirement checks even though very small would be sent to my bank each month with my name on the top and i would get mail in my mail box saying it had been sent. to me it was like a miracle. i knew there was a pension at my job if i stayed for 20 years or more i just never expected to get there. i guess i though i would be dead by then. the best time though was the month just before my retirement date. i came to work but that was about it. i worked very little. the people knew i only had 30 days left and they did not mess with me. my bosses did not mess with me. my date was set and i had worked  since i was 18 and by then i was 57. i really expected to work till i died. i would never have enough money to retire on i thought. i was getting paid for 40 hours at work and that was never enough and i knew my retirement check would be about half of that. one day though i decided enough was enough and i figured out what my retirement check would be and i decided if it was not  enough i would do side jobs or work on the weekends some where. i never did though after i retired. i was in purchasing and i would take the business truck and go pick up supplies that last month and i told every one at the supply houses, you won't be seeing me next month. they asked why and i would say, i am retiring from my job. well they could not believe it and i almost didn't believe it myself. the day i decided to retire i came home and said  to my wife, i have to talk to you. she got scared when i said that i think. i said, i have figured things out and i think i am going to retire. i guess she was expecting me to say in five years but i told her in 30 days on our anniversary day. she said, your kidding, right. i said, no i am serious. after i retired i waited for the hammer to fall and my dreams would end on the retirement thing but that was 5 years ago and no one came and got me and sent me back. i am glad of that. now i wake up and do not go to work and don't even give it much thought at all. it is like my life is suppose to be that way now. i still work a lot around the house and a lot of the times work harder than when i was actually at work. it is a lot more relaxing though and i don't wake up with stomach aches like i use to , especially on monday mornings. i hope it never ends for me and my wife. i would hate to work for some one else again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back again.go to &lt;a href= " http://www.sendspace.com/file/9qky4h  "&gt;my movie&lt;/a&gt; and that will take you to a web site called send space. look for download link movie5 avi . click on it and see if you can download it to your computer and open it. it is a movie i made of my desktop. turn your speakers up a bit to hear my voice because it has audio  and see if it works. if it does let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back.&lt;br /&gt; i had to people try to see the movie and they could hear my voice but not see the movie. so here is the challenge.   who can get the movie to play both on audio and video.&lt;br /&gt;i can see it fine on winamp media player on my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116296415978340469?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116296415978340469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116296415978340469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116296415978340469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116296415978340469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-all.html' title='hello all.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116285906755413070</id><published>2006-11-06T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:24:27.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time- do you have some?</title><content type='html'>i have been sitting here trying to figure out what to post tonight and i thought i would post about time. it seems that time is an important part of each day. we either have enough to accomplish what we want or we don't. when ever i do what i happen to like in life it seems if i don't have enough time i make time. actually one can't make time but every one says that when they have some thing important to do. some times we just have time to accomplish one task and that is it. when i was working i would get up each morning and get ready for work. i had to make time for that even though i wasn't that happy about going there. some times my wife would ask me a question that i knew would take maybe 20 minutes to answer and i had to leave in 10 minutes for work. i would always say, i don't have time for this now. i will make time when i get home. i can't speak for the women but as for most men i would say we have plenty of time for certain things. we are basic in nature to begin with so we like basic things like food, drink, sex . i guess that is the main three. maybe not in that order. it seems some women have a hard time finding just the right present for their boyfriends or husbands. i would say if you made them their favorite meal and gave them a few drinks and then , well you probably know the third one. it is one of the top three. that would be good enough. if you want to go above and beyond turn on a football game and go get them a few cold beers and go to sears and buy them some tools. don't worry about wrapping the tools either. just put them in a bag with another case of beer and 2 or 3 maine lobsters. men always have time to write post to women about things they would like to get if any of the women wanted to. now i will give the women equal time to list what they have time for. i know the bond girls have a big list. after all they are the bond girls. i know walker is going to chime in tonight and say i am rambling but i do that best. maybe he is to tires though from working on his house today. well i can dream can't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116285906755413070?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116285906755413070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>for all to know</title><content type='html'>lately I have been talking on yahoo messenger to people all over the world. it is very easy to do once you get the hang of it. now some of these people that I meet for the first time might have strong opinions about americans in general , which I am one of them. they might have decided that americans are not any good at all. they have a right to their opinion as do I and every one else. what I ask for them to do though is to treat me as an individual and I will do the same for them. there are things about my own country that I do not care for. there are things I disagree with. there are things I would like to change but feel I can not or maybe I am just lazy and do not go through the effort. in general though I love america and I choose to live here. I also choose to try to get along with all countries and all races and treat people like they treat me. if america chooses to get in to a conflict with another country it does not mean I believe every one in that country is bad . I think there are good people every where if we just choose to find them . if it was up to me there would be no wars and no mother's son or daughter would die today or ever. my theory is, why can't we all get along. it seems like such a great idea and I believe my LORD would want us to all get along but for some reason we never seem to get there and may never do so in the future but we can strive  to get along with each and every person that treats us decent. so if you don't like some of our policies and you do not live in america then that is o.k. because we in america are not pleased with a lot of things either. that being said I am an american and I would not change that. I am also an individual that likes people and always tries to treat them in a kind way. if I hurt some ones feelings I have no quams in apologizing. I will respect you and yours as long as you give me the same consideration. I post this today to let all my potential friends know how I feel. if they want me as a friend that is fine. I make a very good friend to people because I care for people. if they choose not to be my friend well that is o.k too. I can go either way.&lt;br /&gt;   well now that I said all this, have a good day and drop by soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116266204063565606?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116266204063565606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116266204063565606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116266204063565606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116266204063565606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-all-to-know.html' title='for all to know'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116257654897687364</id><published>2006-11-03T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T09:55:49.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>msn messenger</title><content type='html'>i have windows live messenger on my computer now and have been having fun with it lately. it has a lot of features and it is a bit hard to learn at times but i found one man in new zealand that was willing to help me. i usually do not play games on the computer but he has shown me how to get in to the yahoo pool and we have been playing pool quite a bit. last night i opened up th msn messenger and i had his name on my contact list so when he is online i know it. next to his name he left a link to where he was, which was at a yahoo pool game. so i clicked on the link and went to where he was on yahoo. when you click on the link a screen wil open on your desktop a nd your name will appear in what they call the lobby of the game room along with other names. one of the names was his name which showed me he was playing pool. i then went to my msn messenger and located his name on my contacts list. i double click on it and then i click on conference and then i click on his name and invite him to talk with me. if he accepts the invitation we start to talk on our mikes to each other. at this time i can tell him i am in the lobby of the pool hall and he can see my name there and he clicks on a screen that invites me to the game he is playing. i accept his invite and now   a screen will open on my computer and a pool table with appear. his name is on the top so i know he is there and i click on the word sit which gets  my name on the top of the table as his opponent and we are ready to play pool. now we can play and see the balls move and we can also talk with each other over our mikes. now there is a feature when we are playing pool that either one of us can click on that will leave a link next to our names on msn messenger that tells all our contacts where we are. so if you had the msn messenger and had me as a contact when you opened messenger and seen mrhaney you would also see a link next to my name telling you i was playing pool. if you clicked on the link you would go to the lobby where the game was taking plave and now your name would be on the list along with my name and my friends name. if i happen to see your name in the lobby i could click on invite and invite you to play. i could also call you and get you in to a conference with my friend and i and we could all talk while we played pool. last night i was playing pool with my friend from new zealand. while we played we were both in a conference with  3 other people. one woman was in washington state, one man was in saudi arabia, and another woman was in china. while my friend and i played pool these peope could watch us play on theeir computer and could talk to us or talk with each other while we played and they could also write to each other if they did not happen to have a mike. it is unbeleivable what you can do with the yahoo messenger with voice. while all this was happening walker sent me an instabt message on msn messenger and i typed on the message that i was playing pool. i am sorry walker but i did not know how to tell you how to get where we were at the time. if i was thinking straight i could have told you to open your yahoo messenger and next to my name on your contacts list you would have seen the link showing you i was at the pool game. when these computers are working it is surprising all you can do while you sit in front of them. i just wrote this and i went to my my msn e-mail site and clicked on compose a letter and pasted the test and after i do that it will show me mistakes in spelling. it does not show me how to correct them though so i have to change each incorrect word till it accepts it as correct. i then copied it and pasted it to my post. i think i did it right. i have a program  to spell check words but i learn better doing it this way. after i get it in the post i want to send every one i then open readplease or speokonia and the words will be spoken to me so i don't have to actually read aain what i have written. i hate reading so thats why i installed readplease and speakonia.  so now i am ready to click on publish post so my few readers can read this. so here goes. i have installed a program called clipboard diary. one of the things that this program does is while i type a letter or this post for instance if i stop any where in the letter i can hold down control and the letter a and it will highlite what i wrote and then i hold down control and the letter c and it copies what i wrote to the clipboard diary. the clipboard diary program will save that text to the program and it will be there whenever i open the program. there were a lot of times i would write a long post and i would get a glich in my computer and loose all i had writen before i had a chance to save it on my computer. so now when i write a post i open this program and after i type a portion of my test i highlite it and copy it and that portion is saved . then i type some more and do it again. so if i saved it twice and i was on the third part and i got a glich i would only loose the last part that i was typing. the other 2 thirds would be saved. i use to write a long post and save the post to microsoft word or notepad. but you have to open up the word program and paste the text and then click on file and then save as and decide where you want to save it and what you want to name at and then click on save. thats to many steps for me. if i tried to save it in 3 parts it would take to long . with clipbaord diary though i just highlite the text and copty the text and it is saved. if i get on the computer 3 days from now and open my clipboard diary program there it will be. it is a very handy program to have. well thats all for now. i should leave this post up for a coupe of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you won't beleive this. i went to publish the post and it would not do it . which meant all my test would have been lost but luckily i had saved it along the way in 3 parts in clipboard diary and was able to get it back . that would have been a lot of time lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116257654897687364?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116257654897687364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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off</title><content type='html'>did a bomb go off and destroyed all my blogging friends? where is every one ? it says in my stats counter i had 19 visitors today but no one has replied to my post. i must have made some one mad. the problem is i do not know who. maybe it is because i am not on the new beta yet? maybe it is my deoderant? tell me some thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116253524847848699?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116253524847848699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116253524847848699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116253524847848699'/><link rel='self' 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because in my life time the red sox won the pennant and bob barker is finally retiring . what is next. tommorow i will wake up and see pigs in the air. when i was comming up if i or any one else heard some thing we did not beleive would ever happen we would comment, " that will happen when pigs fly." so not only will pigs be flying but all those things we said would never happen until pigs fly will be happening and we use to say that a lot. we had that much confidence that whatever we were talking about would not happen. that just made me think of some thing else. have you ever been talking with some one and maybe you told them a story and they said are you telling the truth and to let them know you were you would say, i swear on my mothers life . now when you said that the other person would beleive you because you were actually saying if i am lying to you my mothers life will be taken. you might as well say if i am lying you can shoot me and i would rather say that then the one about my mothers life. see what i did &lt;a href= "http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt; , i started to ramble. as  ralph malph of &lt;a href= "http://www.sitcomsonline.com/castinfo.html  "&gt;happy days&lt;/a&gt; would say after he told a joke to his father,  " i still got it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116239641991838647?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116239641991838647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116239641991838647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116239641991838647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116239641991838647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-pigs-fly.html' title='when pigs fly.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116233411176378020</id><published>2006-10-31T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:06:28.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do me a favor please.</title><content type='html'>drop by &lt;a href= " http://livingintoa.blogspot.com "&gt;jules's blog&lt;/a&gt; and comment on her post. her son has been in an accident. i wrote the following post first but i just found out about jules. she needs some prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy halloween every one. i haven't had any kids come to my house in five years. when my children were small and we lived at my first house there were all kinds of kids. they would come back 2 or 3 times dressed as some thing else. how busy is it around your house at this time?&lt;br /&gt; well i am back. i have installed skype and it is like yahoo messnger. i have it on now. it is 6:34 est.my skype name is mrhaney1. if you have skype put that in your contact list and give me a buzz. i am trying to test this out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116233411176378020?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116233411176378020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hello every one. i am writing this post to thank my friend     &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt; for redoing my blog. if you look at my sidebar it is a lot easier to read and you can scroll down and see my links and my favorites . he did an excellent job on it and he deserves all the credit. the post are still mine and the errors in spelling and grammar on mine also but now things aren't all over the place. so welcome to my new old blog. it is still ramblin on and your links will still get you hear. i tried myself to change this one to beta but it would not take. they still have some bugs to work out. while you are at it drop down to the post before this and give it a read. it has some thing to do with my sidebar and i wrote it before  &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walker&lt;/a&gt; did all the tweaking on my template . so now it iss much easier to read and clck on things and go places . well i hope every one had a good weekend. i have been busy lately trying to learn all the ins and outs of msn,yahoo, and skype messengers. i talk to walker quite a bit but i have also got to talk to ssome guys in new zealand. it is 1:15 a.m. monday here in ga. and it is 7;15 p.m. monday in new zealand. so when i call some one at 3 a.m. my time  it will be 9 p.m.i new zealand , which is not to bad. if i call   &lt;a href= " http://www.beyondthecrossroads.com/ "&gt; miss vickie&lt;/a&gt; up she will get mad because she does not like to be woken up at 3 p.m. just because i want to stay up. are you suppose to say woken up. that's probably not right. well have a good one and be safe out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116218830039943759?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116215329417286116</id><published>2006-10-29T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T12:22:48.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>side bar</title><content type='html'>hello all. well it is sunday and it is a wonderful day in the neighborhood, as mr. rogers use to say. any one know who mr. rogers is? to learn about the show go &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/mister-rogers-neighborhood/show/6843/summary.html//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;   this is not my topic at all. i am ramblin on. did you know i was or are you still asleep like me and need a cup of coffee ? &lt;br /&gt;   i was just wondering, when you go to some ones blog do you ever see what is in the sidebar or do you just read the post. how many read post but seldom leave a comment? some times i will read a post on a friends site and even if i do not have much to say about the post i will click on comment and just say hi and let them know i was there. if you look to the right of this post on my blog you will notice under the flag it says misc. messages.at the bottom of the messages you will see get a c box. to the right of that you will see  name,e-mail/url,message and go. now if you click on those boxes and fill them out and write a message and click on go i will get the message and it will appear at the top above every one elses message. this is your chance to go to the top in just a very few seconds of your time. where else do you get this oppertunity. so if you want to leave a comment leave it here under comment or just stroll over to the right on my sidebar and leave me and all others that will see it a message. you could say for instance, hello mrhaney how are you today. i just popped in to say hi. you might even say, how's your family or give my best to your mama, any of the above will make me feel better. maybe you could just tell a joke there and share it with me and any one that drops by my site. also after that look around on the sidebar and click on a few things and see where it takes you. think of my sidebar and other sidebars as an unopened box with a surprise in it. if i sent you a box  in the mail would you open it, of course you would. it would drive you crazy not to wouldn't it. well my sidebar is like an unopened box, so browse around. it might be some thing you like  and maybe not. there are links there to my friends blogs and you can go to their blogs from my site and browse their sidebars. you can start at &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walkers blog&lt;/a&gt; . you could spend the day there just looking around . say hi to him for me while you are there.&lt;br /&gt;  i know you have been dropping by here and there have been no post . well today i have given you some thing to read . have a good weekend and be careful out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116215329417286116?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116215329417286116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116215329417286116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116215329417286116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116215329417286116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/side-bar.html' title='side bar'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116213507015089789</id><published>2006-10-29T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T07:17:50.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what wrong</title><content type='html'>this is not posting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116213507015089789?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213507015089789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116213507015089789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213507015089789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213507015089789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-wrong.html' title='what wrong'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116213501598340464</id><published>2006-10-29T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T07:16:55.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116213501598340464?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213501598340464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116213501598340464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213501598340464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213501598340464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/test_29.html' title='test'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116213492867767503</id><published>2006-10-29T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T07:15:28.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sidebar</title><content type='html'>hello all. well it is sunday and it is a wonderful day in the neighborhood, as mr. rogers use to say. any one know who mr. rogers is? to learn about the show go &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/mister-rogers-neighborhood/show/6843/summary.html//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;   this is not my topic at all. i am ramblin on. did you know i was or are you still asleep like me and need a cup of coffee ? &lt;br /&gt;   i was just wondering, when you go to some ones blog do you ever see what is in the sidebar or do you just read the post. how many read post but seldom leave a comment? some times i will read a post on a friends site and even if i do not have much to say about the post i will click on comment and just say hi and let them know i was there. if you look to the right of this post on my blog you will notice under the flag it says misc. messages.at the bottom of the messages you will see get a c box. to the right of that you will see  name,e-mail/url,message and go. now if you click on those boxes and fill them out and write a message and click on go i will get the message and it will appear at the top above every one elses message. this is your chance to go to the top in just a very few seconds of your time. where else do you get this oppertunity. so if you want to leave a comment leave it here under comment or just stroll over to the right on my sidebar and leave me and all others that will see it a message. you could say for instance, hello mrhaney how are you today. i just popped in to say hi. you might even say, how's your family or give my best to your mama, any of the above will make me feel better. maybe you could just tell a joke there and share it with me and any one that drops by my site. also after that look around on the sidebar and click on a few things and see where it takes you. think of my sidebar and other sidebars as an unopened box with a surprise in it. if i sent you a box  in the mail would you open it, of course you would. it would drive you crazy not to wouldn't it. well my sidebar is like an unopened box, so browse around. it might be some thing you like  and maybe not. there are links there to my friends blogs and you can go to their blogs from my site and browse their sidebars. you can start at &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walkers blog&lt;/a&gt; . you could spend the day there just looking around . say hi to him for me while you are there.&lt;br /&gt;  i know you have been dropping by here and there have been no post . well today i have given you some thing to read . have a good weekend and be careful out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116213492867767503?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213492867767503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116213492867767503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213492867767503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213492867767503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/sidebar.html' title='sidebar'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116213354393619564</id><published>2006-10-29T06:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T06:52:23.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>this is a test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116213354393619564?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213354393619564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116213354393619564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213354393619564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213354393619564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116213348948620633</id><published>2006-10-29T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T06:51:29.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sidebars</title><content type='html'>hello all. well it is sunday and it is a wonderful day in the neighborhood, as mr. rogers use to say. any one know who mr. rogers is? to learn about the show go &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/mister-rogers-neighborhood/show/6843/summary.html//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;   this is not my topic at all. i am ramblin on. did you know i was or are you still asleep like me and need a cup of coffee ? &lt;br /&gt;   i was just wondering, when you go to some ones blog do you ever see what is in the sidebar or do you just read the post. how many read post but seldom leave a comment? some times i will read a post on a friends site and even if i do not have much to say about the post i will click on comment and just say hi and let them know i was there. if you look to the right of this post on my blog you will notice under the flag it says misc. messages.at the bottom of the messages you will see get a c box. to the right of that you will see  name,e-mail/url,message and go. now if you click on those boxes and fill them out and write a message and click on go i will get the message and it will appear at the top above every one elses message. this is your chance to go to the top in just a very few seconds of your time. where else do you get this oppertunity. so if you want to leave a comment leave it here under comment or just stroll over to the right on my sidebar and leave me and all others that will see it a message. you could say for instance, hello mrhaney how are you today. i just popped in to say hi. you might even say, how's your family or give my best to your mama, any of the above will make me feel better. maybe you could just tell a joke there and share it with me and any one that drops by my site. also after that look around on the sidebar and click on a few things and see where it takes you. think of my sidebar and other sidebars as an unopened box with a surprise in it. if i sent you a box  in the mail would you open it, of course you would. it would drive you crazy not to wouldn't it. well my sidebar is like an unopened box, so browse around. it might be some thing you like  and maybe not. there are links there to my friends blogs and you can go to their blogs from my site and browse their sidebars. you can start at &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walkers blog&lt;/a&gt; . you could spend the day there just looking around . say hi to him for me while you are there.&lt;br /&gt;  i know you have been dropping by here and there have been no post . well today i have given you some thing to read . have a good weekend and be careful out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116213348948620633?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213348948620633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116213348948620633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213348948620633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213348948620633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/sidebars_116213348948620633.html' title='sidebars'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116213301654775134</id><published>2006-10-29T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T06:43:36.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sidebars</title><content type='html'>hello all. well it is sunday and it is a wonderful day in the neighborhood, as mr. rogers use to say. any one know who mr. rogers is? to learn about the show go &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/mister-rogers-neighborhood/show/6843/summary.html//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;   this is not my topic at all. i am ramblin on. did you know i was or are you still asleep like me and need a cup of coffee ? &lt;br /&gt;   i was just wondering, when you go to some ones blog do you ever see what is in the sidebar or do you just read the post. how many read post but seldom leave a comment? some times i will read a post on a friends site and even if i do not have much to say about the post i will click on comment and just say hi and let them know i was there. if you look to the right of this post on my blog you will notice under the flag it says misc. messages.at the bottom of the messages you will see get a c box. to the right of that you will see  name,e-mail/url,message and go. now if you click on those boxes and fill them out and write a message and click on go i will get the message and it will appear at the top above every one elses message. this is your chance to go to the top in just a very few seconds of your time. where else do you get this oppertunity. so if you want to leave a comment leave it here under comment or just stroll over to the right on my sidebar and leave me and all others that will see it a message. you could say for instance, hello mrhaney how are you today. i just popped in to say hi. you might even say, how's your family or give my best to your mama, any of the above will make me feel better. maybe you could just tell a joke there and share it with me and any one that drops by my site. also after that look around on the sidebar and click on a few things and see where it takes you. think of my sidebar and other sidebars as an unopened box with a surprise in it. if i sent you a box  in the mail would you open it, of course you would. it would drive you crazy not to wouldn't it. well my sidebar is like an unopened box, so browse around. it might be some thing you like  and maybe not. there are links there to my friends blogs and you can go to their blogs from my site and browse their sidebars. you can start at &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walkers blog&lt;/a&gt; . you could spend the day there just looking around . say hi to him for me while you are there.&lt;br /&gt;  i know you have been dropping by here and there have been no post . well today i have given you some thing to read . have a good weekend and be careful out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116213301654775134?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213301654775134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116213301654775134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213301654775134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213301654775134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/sidebars_116213301654775134.html' title='sidebars'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116213283669550341</id><published>2006-10-29T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T06:40:36.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sidebars</title><content type='html'>hello all. well it is sunday and it is a wonderful day in the neighborhood, as mr. rogers use to say. any one know who mr. rogers is? to learn about the show go &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/mister-rogers-eighborhood/show/6843/summary.html//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;   this is not my topic at all. i am ramblin on. did you know i was or are you still asleep like me and need a cup of coffee ? &lt;br /&gt;   i was just wondering, when you go to some ones blog do you ever see what is in the sidebar or do you just read the post. how many read post but seldom leave a comment? some times i will read a post on a friends site and even if i do not have much to say about the post i will click on comment and just say hi and let them know i was there. if you look to the right of this post on my blog you will notice under the flag it says misc. messages.at the bottom of the messages you will see get a c box. to the right of that you will see  name,e-mail/url,message and go. now if you click on those boxes and fill them out and write a message and click on go i will get the message and it will appear at the top above every one elses message. this is your chance to go to the top in just a very few seconds of your time. where else do you get this oppertunity. so if you want to leave a comment leave it here under comment or just stroll over to the right on my sidebar and leave me and all others that will see it a message. you could say for instance, hello mrhaney how are you today. i just popped in to say hi. you might even say, how's your family or give my best to your mama, any of the above will make me feel better. maybe you could just tell a joke there and share it with me and any one that drops by my site. also after that look around on the sidebar and click on a few things and see where it takes you. think of my sidebar and other sidebars as an unopened box with a surprise in it. if i sent you a box  in the mail would you open it, of course you would. it would drive you crazy not to wouldn't it. well my sidebar is like an unopened box, so browse around. it might be some thing you like  and maybe not. there are links there to my friends blogs and you can go to their blogs from my site and browse their sidebars. you can start at &lt;a href= " http://losthearandbeyond.blogspot.com/ "&gt;walkers blog&lt;/a&gt; . you could spend the day there just looking around . say hi to him for me while you are there.&lt;br /&gt;  i know you have been dropping by here and there have been no post . well today i have given you some thing to read . have a good weekend and be careful out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116213283669550341?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116213283669550341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116213283669550341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213283669550341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116213283669550341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/sidebars_29.html' title='sidebars'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729707.post-116208001449861710</id><published>2006-10-28T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T17:05:14.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so how ah ya.</title><content type='html'>if you ever go up to the state of massachusetts and you are not from the north you will hear this a lot. they seem to like to say how are you but it sounds more like how ah ya. when my wife and i went to the state of ma. where my parents live we spent a lot of time at one particuliar thrift store. every time we were there we kept hearing some say, holy moley. the problem here is i can't explain how he said it with out having an audio byte or a recording of him , which i don't. so i made you a &lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=batch_download&amp;batch_id=8VJGIdRqkY8="&gt;holy moley&lt;/a&gt; recording myself . go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=batch_download&amp;amp;batch_id=8VJGIdRqkY8="&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to download it . if you figure out how to download it and you hear it let me know. it worked for me when i went to the link. you may have to turn up the volume on your speakers a bit.  people that have dsl can open a file like this real quick and the other , like me , that have dial up takes longer. this is only a short file though so it does not take long even for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729707-116208001449861710?l=mrhaney1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/feeds/116208001449861710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10729707&amp;postID=116208001449861710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116208001449861710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729707/posts/default/116208001449861710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhaney1.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-how-ah-ya.html' title='so how ah ya.'/><author><name>mrhaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10586934352536172818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
