<?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-5438052</id><updated>2012-01-10T20:31:47.764-05:00</updated><category term='Mornings'/><category term='my brother'/><category term='Barbara Walters'/><category term='winning'/><category term='Tattling'/><category term='list'/><category term='affairs'/><category term='bad sound'/><category term='Jill Scott'/><category term='ugly sweaters'/><category term='Nokia Centre'/><category term='R Spot'/><category term='Edward Brooke'/><category term='Tim Russert'/><category term='Lakers'/><category term='snitching'/><title type='text'>Trouble Is At It Again</title><subtitle type='html'>My words and actions...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/116380081193695055707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LfgYduoO8kc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/i72pSlp_Mho/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-4480251339448003614</id><published>2011-08-18T15:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:08:18.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scents</title><summary type='text'>Dirty clothesDirty dishesCrumpled sheetsAshesAn aromaLifts the through the haze.Sinks into the nasal passagesHolds meTightTighterThe clock beat quickensThe memories floodYouChocolate lusciousSweet stickyMelting in fingersFreeStunningGaze avertingDangerousGraced... mine eyesA heartbeat ago...        I want it now!!You linger... your scent-J</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/4480251339448003614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=4480251339448003614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/4480251339448003614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/4480251339448003614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2011/08/scents.html' title='Scents'/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/116380081193695055707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LfgYduoO8kc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/i72pSlp_Mho/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-2684195091465502185</id><published>2011-02-18T23:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:26:15.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday the 14th</title><summary type='text'>So today, the 15th, around water coolers, coffee makers and over lunchtime beers guys are comparing what their significant others got them for VDay. They're oooo'ing and awww'ing over new remote controls or the free rounds of golf they were given. They are giving fist bumps for walking in the door to find that reservations were made to their favorite Brewery.  You know, the one with a hundred </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/2684195091465502185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=2684195091465502185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/2684195091465502185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/2684195091465502185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2011/02/everyday-14th.html' title='Everyday the 14th'/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/116380081193695055707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LfgYduoO8kc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/i72pSlp_Mho/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O203rWmmXnY/TV9GVUMgiPI/AAAAAAAAADc/l5waPsal6l8/s72-c/cupid-valentines-day1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-7848799549275815051</id><published>2009-12-17T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:11:46.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Adventures Began Like This (part one)</title><summary type='text'>My blog seems a bit empty and I really don’t feel like I have anything earth shattering to say at this point, so I am going to go back. Back to a time in which the month of October meant 80 degree temperatures and the State Fair of Texas was a yearly wait and see tradition of mine (wait-and-see if I will actually go). I was living in Texas and feeling the need for something different. Antsy. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/7848799549275815051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=7848799549275815051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/7848799549275815051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/7848799549275815051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-adventures-began-like-this-part-one.html' title='The New Adventures Began Like This (part one)'/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/116380081193695055707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LfgYduoO8kc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/i72pSlp_Mho/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-3281197829739248109</id><published>2009-04-20T20:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:08:43.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R Spot'/><title type='text'>Pour One For The "R"</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/3281197829739248109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=3281197829739248109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/3281197829739248109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/3281197829739248109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2009/04/pour-one-for-r.html' title='Pour One For The &quot;R&quot;'/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/116380081193695055707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LfgYduoO8kc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/i72pSlp_Mho/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-1794858351999102794</id><published>2009-04-14T11:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:54:36.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/1794858351999102794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=1794858351999102794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/1794858351999102794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/1794858351999102794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2009/04/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-4866831395729626896</id><published>2008-06-28T14:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T14:46:06.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winning'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lessons Of The FatherMy father would often dispense little bits of wisdom to me growing up. Some things I took to heart, other items went in one ear and out the other. Those are the ones which would later on in life come back to haunt me. This won’t be eloquent, as he’d say, nor will it all be nice. I wanted to take a moment and share a few.Lesson 12: Winning Doesn’t Exist and Sticking With The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/4866831395729626896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=4866831395729626896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/4866831395729626896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/4866831395729626896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/06/lessons-of-father-my-father-would-often.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-9170690504409121138</id><published>2008-06-15T20:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:36:12.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lakers'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RIP FellasToday, I want to state, it’s been a great season. One filled with surprises and unexpected greatness. Yet, on this Father’s Day, my dad would have enjoyed the events which are about to unfold in the Los Angeles Staples Center in a few hours. No, this is not a salute to him, but to the hometown Lakers who are about to break the hearts of millions of fans and bring to an end a season </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/9170690504409121138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=9170690504409121138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/9170690504409121138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/9170690504409121138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/06/rip-fellas-today-i-want-to-state-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SFWu6fPWDUI/AAAAAAAAABk/fgi1tD--LkM/s72-c/capt.c57f788e45d74860814301e75b617c86.nba_finals_basketball_bxg114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-5493456836148169232</id><published>2008-06-14T12:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T12:26:43.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Russert'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Not The Same.... Tim RussertI am not a long time subscriber to the Church of Russert as some are every Sunday morning. The Church being NBC’s 60 year old news show Meet The Press. Tim Russert, the show’s host of nearly 20 years, passed away earlier today from a heart attack. The news of his death caught me (as well as I am sure many others) off guard as I was looking forward to seeing him on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/5493456836148169232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=5493456836148169232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/5493456836148169232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/5493456836148169232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SFPxKDcYrTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/65LaZay0scY/s72-c/russert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-3351628598332319101</id><published>2008-05-14T10:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:27:26.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snitching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tattling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brother'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tell It Like You See ItTattling. I tell younger folks not to do it. No one likes a tattle tail. It was how I was raised. Don’t tattle on your brother is what I was told. Work it out amongst yourselves. However, if someone else wrongs him or you, then you most certainly make it known.      This is the mini code I live by. If it’s in the family, you keep it quiet and work it out as needed. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/3351628598332319101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=3351628598332319101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/3351628598332319101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/3351628598332319101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/05/tell-it-like-you-see-it-tattling.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCsgzsIdC8I/AAAAAAAAABI/2JxiSDYdti4/s72-c/snitch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-310668355151337512</id><published>2008-05-11T22:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:07:25.894-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Brooke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbara Walters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affairs'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Couldn't Keep It To YourselfSooo... I am looking at it like this. Barbara Walters kept her mouth shut for... not days... not months... not even just years, but decades man! Decades!! No one has passed (adultress nor adulter that is..) but her momma yet she felt the need now to unload her conscience? Now when you can capitalize on the sensationalism of it?  Does she talk to ol boy about it? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/310668355151337512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=310668355151337512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/310668355151337512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/310668355151337512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-couldnt-keep-it-to-yourself-sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCeuCcIdC6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FrxDnZvjWko/s72-c/EdwardBrooke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-2849858905723200757</id><published>2008-05-11T00:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T01:38:20.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly sweaters'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parts of... Da ListI was watching Reaper and one of the characters, Ben, pulled out a list and started listing the qualities and characteristics he sought in a woman. Nothing new nor earth shattering about this. However, his requests of piercing blue eyes and a love of Mixed Martial Arts caused me to think of how MY list has changed over the years.      Ahh.. the first list I recall was in high </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/2849858905723200757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=2849858905723200757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/2849858905723200757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/2849858905723200757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-watching-reaper-and-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCZxsEzR8oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/00sewM-6f7Y/s72-c/P1010023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-7279887123077651952</id><published>2008-03-01T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:06:28.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mornings'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I walked out of the dark into a well lit office building. The clock read 6:45 a.m. My eyes were still half closed as the haze in my mind begins to lift. Then… then I see her. She has a smile on her face, which contrasts my frown. I avert my eyes from her as we walk towards one another. She knows why. Surely, she isn’t going to say it; she has to know the state I am in. She sees my pain!! She won’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/7279887123077651952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=7279887123077651952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/7279887123077651952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/7279887123077651952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-walked-out-of-dark-into-well-lit.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-3508450655963402097</id><published>2008-02-23T00:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:21:03.389-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jill Scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia Centre'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sooo.. I am.. a snob. When it comes to how I view my movies or how my music should sound, I want it to be a certain way. The same thing holds especially true for a live show, I want to hear the artist. I have only seen a few big concerts in my time (Prince, Pink Floyd, Maze) that were spot on excellent shows. THIS … this should have been one of them.                  “Hello, my name is Jill Scott</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/3508450655963402097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=3508450655963402097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/3508450655963402097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/3508450655963402097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2008/02/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/R7-tEd60vqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/atF0rUcsCJY/s72-c/jill_scott_grande4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-367052469434259783</id><published>2007-12-24T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:30:09.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mmm.. musically, this is the time of year I dearly dread. The same songs being trotted out it seems earlier and earlier. One local radio station has played Christmas music since the beginning of November. Through out the various stores playing older and newer versions of these once a year memories, there are certain songs which remain with me. No matter how many times they are played, I get  a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/367052469434259783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=367052469434259783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/367052469434259783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/367052469434259783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2007/12/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-116503578012969639</id><published>2006-12-02T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:16:55.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>               They Got It Right  (Memphis Day I)                                                                                                                         Editor's Note: This is going to be a pretty boring entry. It's the first of three days in Memphis and I chose to explain a lot in this entry. It will be wordy, it might be boring and downright sterile. I promise to make it up for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/116503578012969639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=116503578012969639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/116503578012969639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/116503578012969639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2006/12/they-got-it-right-memphis-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-116412969116539790</id><published>2006-11-21T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T12:21:31.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish I had a ghost writer. For times like now when I have nothing really earth shatteringly new to discuss. Yuppers, someone to step in and say a few words about Michael Richards' outbursts this past Friday. Someone to write about it because I don't know what words could explain how I felt when I watched the clip. Truth be told, I really don't care. His ignorance showed it's self out on stage. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/116412969116539790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=116412969116539790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/116412969116539790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/116412969116539790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wish-i-had-ghost-writer.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-111325828756610855</id><published>2005-04-11T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T11:58:20.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CityGuide Europe - France - Paris Travel Guide with Attractions, Hotels and Tours.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/111325828756610855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=111325828756610855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/111325828756610855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/111325828756610855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2005/04/cityguide-europe-france-paris-travel.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-111220871608554289</id><published>2005-03-30T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T13:51:56.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It’s been a minute. Things have happened. Where do I start??   &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;   For Or Against   &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;   I have a co-worker who spars with me on political issues from time to time. He is of the mindset a country is either For or Against the US. Hmm.. so there is no middle ground? Can’t disagree on a small issue like Iraq or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/111220871608554289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=111220871608554289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/111220871608554289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/111220871608554289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-been-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-109041552771504001</id><published>2004-07-21T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T09:12:07.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At the Texas Relays in Austin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/109041552771504001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=109041552771504001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/109041552771504001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/109041552771504001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2004/07/at-texas-relays-in-austin.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-108698487022784868</id><published>2004-06-11T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T16:14:30.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At the Texas Relays in 2002. I just liked the cap, never attended. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/108698487022784868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=108698487022784868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108698487022784868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108698487022784868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2004/06/at-texas-relays-in-2002.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-108604230928692411</id><published>2004-05-31T18:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T18:25:09.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An interesting 48hrs. Netflix has provided me with an interesting glimpse into England… Great Britain I should say. I sat in awe as I watched Bloody Sunday. It is the documentary style telling of the events in Derry, Ireland on January 30th, 1972. While the event speaks for it’s self, I can only draw my conclusions from what I have read and watched in the account given by the film. To say it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/108604230928692411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=108604230928692411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108604230928692411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108604230928692411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2004/05/interesting-48hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-108540524475509670</id><published>2004-05-24T09:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T09:47:07.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Lure of TVI am missing my laptop right now. This one for work should be just that. I have found the convenience of having a computer in front of the TV. Very nice. So I neglect my desktops in favor of my laptops and a weathered metal frame futon. Dayum, You Want HOW MUCH??1.89 for unleaded here. 2.49 in California. At least 15,000 civilians have died in an invasion in Iraq and we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/108540524475509670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=108540524475509670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108540524475509670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108540524475509670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2004/05/lure-of-tv-i-am-missing-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-108326319925184288</id><published>2004-04-29T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T14:29:45.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am I Metro? Decleor. No man in his right mind should know anything about this name. Essential oils? Eye contour crème? Special shampoos and conditioners? Real men don’t know of such things. Okie, I mean a man’s man doesn’t do this. Yet there is a category for such a man who walks that fine line between being considered a homosexual (because the stereotype is they take extremely good care of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/108326319925184288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=108326319925184288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108326319925184288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/108326319925184288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2004/04/am-i-metro-decleor.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-107871828997615027</id><published>2004-03-07T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T23:00:23.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Obviously, not every mystery is going to be a Hitchcock-ish masterpiece. Along the same lines is it too much to expect a mystery to at least somewhat keep you guessing throughout until the end? Twisted is not that movie. Ashley Judd costars with Samuel L. and Andy Garcia in a police thriller. Someone is killing off men Judd’s character comes into contact with and putting her new job at stake as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/107871828997615027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=107871828997615027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/107871828997615027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/107871828997615027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2004/03/obviously-not-every-mystery-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-107871778096413241</id><published>2004-03-07T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T22:51:54.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a dream last night. I was at a theatre and there was time between shows. I decided to pop out into the deserted mall to find a place to get a bite to eat. There was a hamburger stand open. A flame-broiled piece of meat was about to be served to me lathered with mayo and cheese, with a side of fries and a shake?? I was set. All I needed to do was sign the credit card slip and it was on. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/107871778096413241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=107871778096413241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/107871778096413241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/107871778096413241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-had-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-105749069297826333</id><published>2003-07-06T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T07:31:47.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been away, but I wanted to start coming back to this little spot. I'll restart this by posting a little something I was asked about one day, a soundtrack of my life. Just a top 5 songs that are of importance to your life and how. Well, 5 was impossible and 10 wasn't exactly cutting it so I upped it to 20. There sooo many more songs I could have used, but these 20 reflect my feelings pretty</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/105749069297826333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=105749069297826333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/105749069297826333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/105749069297826333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-have-been-away-but-i-wanted-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-105448523244296084</id><published>2003-06-01T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T12:33:52.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They play Sportscenter in da club. Da Club being the gentleman’s club. Where the name is derived from I am not sure and truly have not taken the time to figure out. I just know amidst the various types of topless thong clad (or sometimes nude) women is the face of Kenny Mayne. Stuart Scott. Whoever the personality may be. Why is this? Why are sports playing? Why are sports playing? I could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/105448523244296084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=105448523244296084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/105448523244296084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/105448523244296084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2003/06/they-play-sportscenter-in-da-club.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438052.post-105426873021041488</id><published>2003-05-30T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T00:37:20.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Mavs have just lost!! Come fishing with my Lakers. Thank you, thank you. I do love it.  I am currently on the phone with Pickle talking about the Amazing Adventure. I love being on CDT and talking to her about things I missed on prime time. She suggested I write this blog thingy, so here it is. Ja in 7 days. Ocho Rios. The sand. The sun. Mmm...  My birthday. Right now I am pissed at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/feeds/105426873021041488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5438052&amp;postID=105426873021041488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/105426873021041488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5438052/posts/default/105426873021041488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dajamzback.blogspot.com/2003/05/mavs-have-just-lost-come-fishing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamal Bonner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IUeP7YRKJPo/SCaAvkzR8rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p0rTyjzVdlM/S220/Me+bored.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
