<?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-28496393</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:38:44.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The weirdest shit happens to me!</title><subtitle type='html'>I am Chris Lehr.  Weird things happen to me, and I always get in weird situations.  Read up, if you think its funny, post something to let me know its worth writing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-8522006345336274329</id><published>2008-12-20T19:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:56:09.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing my best to keep austin weird!</title><content type='html'>Step One - Shave Christmas Tree Beard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1118.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/th_IMG_1118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1117.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/th_IMG_1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Two - Attempt to bleach hair.  Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1119.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/th_IMG_1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply Green Dye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1120.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/th_IMG_1120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1121.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/th_IMG_1121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait 30 minutes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-8522006345336274329?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/8522006345336274329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=8522006345336274329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8522006345336274329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8522006345336274329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2008/12/doing-my-best-to-keep-austin-weird.html' title='Doing my best to keep austin weird!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/chrislehr07/2008-12-20/th_IMG_1118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-9214825486739186422</id><published>2008-12-14T08:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T08:28:07.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I hate Houston, TX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p style='margin-left: 1pt'&gt; You are doomed to loop this infernal ring of fire in traffic forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='margin-left: 1pt'&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='margin-left: 1pt'&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://chrislehr.com/blogpics/121408_1428_WhyIhateHou1.png'/&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Times New Roman; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-9214825486739186422?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/9214825486739186422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=9214825486739186422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/9214825486739186422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/9214825486739186422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-i-hate-houston-tx.html' title='Why I hate Houston, TX'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-4865102088748662557</id><published>2007-05-20T08:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T08:16:16.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be totally emasculated by your doctor in three easy steps</title><content type='html'>1) Enjoy oral sex in the morning&lt;br /&gt;2) Eat oversized sandwich and break your already sore &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frenulum_linguae"&gt;frenulum linguae&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Go to doctor's and get instructed on sensitive parts of the female anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the lack of postings is due to a new girlfriend.  Had a little bit of an overactive morning and as I told my doctor, "I tried to stick my tongue out too far"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow he decided it was time to teach me which bits are the fun ones.  How embarrassing.  In related news, the frenulum is making a complete recovery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-4865102088748662557?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/4865102088748662557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=4865102088748662557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/4865102088748662557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/4865102088748662557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-be-totally-emasculated-by-your.html' title='How to be totally emasculated by your doctor in three easy steps'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-3191125047977188250</id><published>2007-04-16T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T20:26:33.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only at my apartment can spinning luggage on your head be a sport.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/luggagespin.wmv"&gt;Go figure.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do weird shit in the name of competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-3191125047977188250?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/3191125047977188250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=3191125047977188250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3191125047977188250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3191125047977188250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/04/only-at-my-apartment-can-spinning.html' title='Only at my apartment can spinning luggage on your head be a sport.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1477964127551871512</id><published>2007-04-15T13:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:15:46.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I saw Harvey, a 6 foot white rabbit last night</title><content type='html'>And he was dancing to Metallica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1477964127551871512?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1477964127551871512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1477964127551871512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1477964127551871512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1477964127551871512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-i-saw-harvey-6-foot-white.html' title='I think I saw Harvey, a 6 foot white rabbit last night'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-6810241879458239074</id><published>2007-04-15T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:12:59.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Downs Syndrome and the Water Tank</title><content type='html'>Dress up nice son, I'm taking you OUT tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweatpants.  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching pool, listening to karaoke, and dancing with the waitress, mashing chicken fingers into your maw, followed by shitting your pants in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's little disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-6810241879458239074?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/6810241879458239074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=6810241879458239074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6810241879458239074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6810241879458239074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/04/downs-syndrome-and-water-tank.html' title='Downs Syndrome and the Water Tank'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-3402189934670393076</id><published>2007-04-15T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:44:06.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What?  You don't like PUSSY?</title><content type='html'>I got yelled at for not fucking someone.   Unreal.  It's guys night, sat night, we are all out, drinking, laughing, and generally being uproarious and this girl comes over and says she is curious why all of us are out, and nobody is talking to any women.  So I decided to explain that we were all gay.  It seemed like an easier thing to do than explain that 3 out of the 4 of us are recently single and bitter about women, and we go to dive bars because there is not a risk of female drama.  but oh no, not tonight.  So she takes the "gay" response, and goes back to her gf and her gf's husband.  I see her watching us all and shit, and eventually she comes back over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, allow me to paint the picture.  Dive bar.  Me not drinking.  Her drinking plenty (as are all my friends)  11pm, guys night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks again, "really?  you guys are all gay?"  now the guys hear it and begin to protest..  "whoa, wait, im engaged!" the sole who isnt bitter rings out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, she leaves the bar..  her friends stay behind..  and then, unexpectedly, her female friend came up to us and asked if we were gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course not."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you know you just passed up on getting laid, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, WHAT?"&lt;br /&gt;"my friend was hitting on you."&lt;br /&gt;"yea, I gathered.  I told her I was gay"&lt;br /&gt;"why?"&lt;br /&gt;"seemed easier than the truth"&lt;br /&gt;"which is?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't come to a bar like this to meet women."&lt;br /&gt;"why not, you don't like PUSSY?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;this&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all the guys started to join in on this party, and eventually her man/husband/friend came over and asked if we were gay.  Oh HELL no we aren't dude...  We just werent fucking intested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-3402189934670393076?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/3402189934670393076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=3402189934670393076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3402189934670393076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3402189934670393076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-you-dont-like-pussy.html' title='What?  You don&apos;t like PUSSY?'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-215422338876683687</id><published>2007-03-31T12:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T12:33:39.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I won't come out tonight unless theres gonna be cake"</title><content type='html'>Fine.  Be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/marcocake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story tied to this was brilliant.  We told everyone it was his 25th birthday.  We had an 80 year old couple sing happy birthday for karaoke for him.  Then the old guy came over, saw the cake, and said..  "Faggot, is that your last name?" and then hugged Marco and said, "I'm just kidding, happy birthday, faggot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-215422338876683687?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/215422338876683687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=215422338876683687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/215422338876683687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/215422338876683687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wont-come-out-tonight-unless-theres.html' title='&quot;I won&apos;t come out tonight unless theres gonna be cake&quot;'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1302164331610770832</id><published>2007-03-26T01:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T01:34:01.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My HR lady thinks I should write comedy.</title><content type='html'>Is this a commentary on my IT skills at all?  Should I be flattered and funny, or pissed and bitter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1302164331610770832?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1302164331610770832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1302164331610770832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1302164331610770832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1302164331610770832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-hr-lady-thinks-i-should-write-comedy.html' title='My HR lady thinks I should write comedy.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-3701365395502176014</id><published>2007-03-21T14:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:01:22.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know why, but this is HILARIOUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.linuxkungfu.org/images/fun/FoxNewsWhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-3701365395502176014?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/3701365395502176014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=3701365395502176014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3701365395502176014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3701365395502176014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-know-why-but-this-is-hilarious.html' title='I dont know why, but this is HILARIOUS'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1258018175822446357</id><published>2007-03-10T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T16:53:53.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost my hat!</title><content type='html'>Found it a week later - behind a chair in the living room.  Asked some friends, apparently we were all drunk and Jacob was shoving me into my chair.  here's a friend's re-enactment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://uploader.ws/upload/200703/hatmystery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1258018175822446357?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1258018175822446357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1258018175822446357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1258018175822446357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1258018175822446357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-lost-my-hat.html' title='I lost my hat!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1135315107656285050</id><published>2007-02-28T17:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T17:02:45.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When the power goes off</title><content type='html'>the tough get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/generator.jpg"&gt;&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/generator.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40kva for our servers for the evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1135315107656285050?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1135315107656285050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1135315107656285050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1135315107656285050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1135315107656285050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-power-goes-off.html' title='When the power goes off'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-7773682836908698747</id><published>2007-02-23T12:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:18:08.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone else's soda machine have a mystery drink?</title><content type='html'>How weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/IMAGE_00049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/IMAGE_00049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sunkist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-7773682836908698747?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/7773682836908698747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=7773682836908698747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/7773682836908698747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/7773682836908698747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/02/anyone-elses-soda-machine-have-mystery.html' title='Anyone else&apos;s soda machine have a mystery drink?'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-6627314108783094183</id><published>2007-02-20T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:18:19.725-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Big Brothers and Big Sisters of Austin (and me!)</title><content type='html'>Help out if you can, anything helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=215234&amp;lis=0&amp;amp;kntae215234=FAE34993EA6B408DA1A453B54FC8DAF6&amp;amp;supId=165585831"&gt;Bowling for Kids Sake!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-6627314108783094183?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/6627314108783094183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=6627314108783094183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6627314108783094183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6627314108783094183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/02/help-big-brothers-and-big-sisters-of.html' title='Help Big Brothers and Big Sisters of Austin (and me!)'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-2420733245914301683</id><published>2007-02-19T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:46:54.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst flight ever</title><content type='html'>I wont bother you with the whiney details of why I was delayed.  However.  The last leg (atlanta to austin) I was seated next to a woman that made me shudder on first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was seated 20% into the left side of my seat, and was easily pushing 240.  When I saw down, and sneezed, she said "It's probably my perfume, makes my son sneeze too."  Yea, cause you dowsed your fat ass in it in the airport bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Im getting preemptively angry.  Read on for why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ordered a Miller Lite.  And then asked me if I played sports.  I shook my head no, and put on headphones.  She handed the attendant a ten and said "bring me the next one the next time through" and almost pounded her miller lite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she put up her tray and snored and rolled on me a bit.  When her leg touched mine for more than a few minutes, I could feel the sweat and felt ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she woke up, and I swear to all I believe to be true...  put down the tray table simply to conceal she needed to scratch her crotch.  The end.  Thank you fat lady for making me quiver for 1000 miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-2420733245914301683?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/2420733245914301683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=2420733245914301683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/2420733245914301683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/2420733245914301683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/02/worst-flight-ever.html' title='Worst flight ever'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-4062993293944271911</id><published>2007-02-14T16:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T16:39:01.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski trip 2007</title><content type='html'>Went with the boys up to Sunapee in New Hampshire.  Cold..  about 2-20 degrees depending on top/bottom and time of day, but NOBODY on the mountain.  No waiting for lifts at all, nobody else on the mountain practically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt, Brian, Rich, and AJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt, Brian, Rich (wtf pose) and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same as above without the goofy pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one with the 10 second timer so we could get us all in the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ski2007/IMG_0896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-4062993293944271911?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/4062993293944271911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=4062993293944271911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/4062993293944271911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/4062993293944271911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/02/ski-trip-2007.html' title='Ski trip 2007'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-8289873585009139264</id><published>2007-02-05T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T16:18:55.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead cats = always funny</title><content type='html'>Dead cat near work.  Hilarity ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modeled after this classic internet pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/FreeCat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMAGE_00044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/freecat01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/freecat02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-8289873585009139264?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/8289873585009139264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=8289873585009139264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8289873585009139264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8289873585009139264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/02/dead-cats-always-funny.html' title='Dead cats = always funny'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1719469969022494273</id><published>2007-01-24T00:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:04:25.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Retroactive post #1</title><content type='html'>Its not like I need to do retro.  Today probably had something weird, but unremarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I bring you pics from the Xmas party i went to with some friends.  Major Austin entertainment company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captions below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyler split his pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew, Skyler, Peter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, Skyler, Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew, Skyler, Peter, and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty05.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew and fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty06.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty07.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyler sweating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/cseparty08.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyler sweating.  Also pictured, Kaleb macking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1719469969022494273?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1719469969022494273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1719469969022494273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1719469969022494273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1719469969022494273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/retroactive-post-1.html' title='Retroactive post #1'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-3566912505257989531</id><published>2007-01-23T23:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:30:47.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what TV show had a chick reeling in dudes at the bar?</title><content type='html'>I had to remind him that was 3 nights ago at Little Woodrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-3566912505257989531?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/3566912505257989531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=3566912505257989531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3566912505257989531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/3566912505257989531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-tv-show-had-chick-reeling-in-dudes.html' title='what TV show had a chick reeling in dudes at the bar?'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-8859339244600683384</id><published>2007-01-16T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:52:03.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky German people</title><content type='html'>Hammered at 7pm in a dive bar.  Always a good decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKrh2K4Kh9w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKrh2K4Kh9w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-8859339244600683384?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/8859339244600683384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=8859339244600683384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8859339244600683384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8859339244600683384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/wacky-german-people.html' title='Wacky German people'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-8933964419355907079</id><published>2007-01-16T14:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:51:51.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another random phone call....</title><content type='html'>Well, OK, three...  and an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning.  3 calls from a +8610 country code.  Thats Bejing, China.  They spoke English poorly, and were looking for Martin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also weird, got a comment on this here blog from a stranger in Germany named &lt;a href="http://www.dieter-privat.de.vu/"&gt;Dieter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello kind sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-8933964419355907079?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/8933964419355907079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=8933964419355907079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8933964419355907079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8933964419355907079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-random-phone-call.html' title='Another random phone call....'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1903719714768313771</id><published>2007-01-16T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T12:04:05.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its snowing in Texas</title><content type='html'>This is a special occasion for Texans.  I know people who have lived here and NEVER seen snow.  Ever.  Like "only on TV" types.  The town is shut down.  Completely.  Being from the Northeast, this tickles me in so many ways.  I watched people fall down.  I witnessed a fender bender.  An asian woman fell down icy steps with large trash bags (she was OK, so its safe to laugh at that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this hilarity.  For THIS much snow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/snowday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/snowday1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed some together for a close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/snowday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/snowday2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1903719714768313771?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1903719714768313771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1903719714768313771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1903719714768313771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1903719714768313771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-snowing-in-texas.html' title='Its snowing in Texas'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-5233795285602373255</id><published>2007-01-14T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:11:41.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My neighbors were making a RACKET last night...</title><content type='html'>Im usually a quiet person, but I actually went up and banged on the door.  They were playing dance dance revolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so fucking hard..  the guy answered the door apologizing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-5233795285602373255?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/5233795285602373255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=5233795285602373255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/5233795285602373255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/5233795285602373255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-neighbors-were-making-racket-last.html' title='My neighbors were making a RACKET last night...'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-2569377101478868238</id><published>2007-01-12T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T13:13:39.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random phone call today</title><content type='html'>"Dad"&lt;br /&gt;"Umm yea?"&lt;br /&gt;"My car didnt pass inspection cause when you unplugged the battery, it cleared the computer"&lt;br /&gt;"you didn't drive it around long enough, so the readiness sensors werent reset fully yet.  Oh and I think you have the wrong number."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, weird, you sounded like my Dad."&lt;br /&gt;"Yea, I figured, good luck with the inspection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;click&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-2569377101478868238?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/2569377101478868238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=2569377101478868238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/2569377101478868238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/2569377101478868238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/random-phone-call-today.html' title='Random phone call today'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-6449600548891714783</id><published>2007-01-11T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:38:50.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel NAKED.</title><content type='html'>Had a trimming accident.  This occurs at least once a year.  I feel like an infant without the goatee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/nogoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/nogoat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-6449600548891714783?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/6449600548891714783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=6449600548891714783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6449600548891714783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6449600548891714783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-naked.html' title='I feel NAKED.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-5961382854297130003</id><published>2007-01-07T17:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T17:48:25.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a proud father...</title><content type='html'>Turned this pile of boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/rack1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/rack1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/rack3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/rack3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/rack5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/rack5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-5961382854297130003?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/5961382854297130003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=5961382854297130003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/5961382854297130003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/5961382854297130003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-like-proud-father.html' title='I feel like a proud father...'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-6990434463173478991</id><published>2007-01-07T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:54:10.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So my buddy goatse'd my wallet   *SNWS*</title><content type='html'>Best prank someone has pulled on me in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wallet fell out of my pocket in his car, I realized it later, and had planned to go out, so he did some printing/taping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best reaction was when I got ID'd at the first place we went and showed someone this without looking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wallet03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wallet03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REST OF THESE ARE GROSS AND NOT SAFE FOR WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or when I paid cover with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wallet01.jpg"&gt;O&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or started a tab with this card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wallet02.jpg"&gt;M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after finding all those, dug in more and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wallet04.jpg"&gt;G&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best prank that has been pulled on me in a WHILE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-6990434463173478991?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/6990434463173478991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=6990434463173478991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6990434463173478991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6990434463173478991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-my-buddy-goatsed-my-wallet-snws.html' title='So my buddy goatse&apos;d my wallet   *SNWS*'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-8791296083070768532</id><published>2007-01-02T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T20:13:48.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At 32, for New Years...  I gave a midnight wedgie!</title><content type='html'>I swear, I may never grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-8791296083070768532?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/8791296083070768532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=8791296083070768532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8791296083070768532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/8791296083070768532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2007/01/at-32-for-new-years-i-gave-midnight.html' title='At 32, for New Years...  I gave a midnight wedgie!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-4924211150216582989</id><published>2006-12-28T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T20:50:37.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love/hate my fucking car</title><content type='html'>When shes good, shes great.  I have had an outdated inspection for almost 8 mos now.  Finally NEED to do it, since 2007 stickers will look very different and my old one will stand out.  Unfortunately, I have a check engine light, and that equals a fail.  I found someone through a friend of a friend of a friend to provide one.  soooo shady.   And 4x the cost of a regular inspection.  But it's cheaper than the new clutch and flywheel that will fix my CEL.  Now im trying to decide if its time to get rid of this car and get something a little more affordable for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have to hit some used car lots this weekend and see what its worth on the trade compared to the amount I owe and get something way less cool.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of sucks..  its like putting your kid up for adoption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-4924211150216582989?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/4924211150216582989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=4924211150216582989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/4924211150216582989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/4924211150216582989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-lovehate-my-fucking-car.html' title='I love/hate my fucking car'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1589164710212107750</id><published>2006-12-27T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:53:54.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating in Texas</title><content type='html'>Found a local rink that apparently is year round.  Went, had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics courtesy of Brian who laughed at me the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/1222_193313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/1222_193313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/1222_193326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/1222_193326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1589164710212107750?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1589164710212107750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1589164710212107750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1589164710212107750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1589164710212107750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/ice-skating-in-texas.html' title='Ice Skating in Texas'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-1895706672176643919</id><published>2006-12-26T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T14:11:44.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas - How I roll</title><content type='html'>What a weird holiday this time around.  Went out to a goth bar for 80s night, refused to dance.  Had a few drinks, went home with a friend.  She apparently leaves in the middle of the night, and my cell rings at 6am from a friend that just found out his wife who hasnt fucked him in 3 years has been fucking someone else.  So 6am, someone is screaming bloody murder at me.  I wake up, talk, and then fall back asleep til 1pm, then I frantically shower and head to a co-workers house for xmas dinner.  She always has a good crew at her place, this time was no different.  Ate, drank..  i might have even acted merry.  I somehow forgot to put her on the Christmas list, and now I owe her one.  I made a mildly inappropriate joke about sheep fucking (or bestiality for you literati) and she starts dying laughing and gave me the shirt below.   Goddamn.  Hilarious.  Her 80 year old mother was even laughing her ass off.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5852.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-1895706672176643919?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/1895706672176643919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=1895706672176643919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1895706672176643919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/1895706672176643919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-how-i-roll.html' title='Christmas - How I roll'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-9006513420461113029</id><published>2006-12-25T12:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:09:32.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6AM, Christmas Day, my phone rings...</title><content type='html'>My friend found out his wife's cheated on him for 3 years now.  I have NEVER heard him so broken up.  Even though they have been separated for 5-6 mos now, he's a broken man.   Wow.  Worst part is, I can't say I'm shocked.  We've all told him to end it for ages now.  Why?  She hasnt so much as touched him in 2+ years.  No sex, no affection, not as much as a hug for 2 years.   Poor guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-9006513420461113029?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/9006513420461113029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=9006513420461113029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/9006513420461113029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/9006513420461113029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/6am-christmas-day-my-phone-rings.html' title='6AM, Christmas Day, my phone rings...'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-674619161477806927</id><published>2006-12-25T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:06:07.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self.</title><content type='html'>Sheets that smell like Ben Gay = not sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-674619161477806927?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/674619161477806927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=674619161477806927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/674619161477806927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/674619161477806927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-5873119840684269177</id><published>2006-12-23T10:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:05:11.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the sign of a good night</title><content type='html'>God dammit, my friends make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-5873119840684269177?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/5873119840684269177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=5873119840684269177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/5873119840684269177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/5873119840684269177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-sign-of-good-night.html' title='This is the sign of a good night'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-2418742264698144175</id><published>2006-12-23T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:03:33.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays to my son, the agnostic.</title><content type='html'>Thanks, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMG_5847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, she just doesnt get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-2418742264698144175?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/2418742264698144175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=2418742264698144175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/2418742264698144175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/2418742264698144175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays-to-my-son-agnostic.html' title='Happy Holidays to my son, the agnostic.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-6202861908408595528</id><published>2006-12-23T09:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:01:50.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A bird dropped dead next to me today</title><content type='html'>I was on a call I knew would be a long one (65 minutes) so I had the wireless headset, and went outside to pace so I could concentrate on the call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An I shit you not, this bird fell from the sky and landed 1 foot to my left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared the ever living crap out of me.  It fluttered a few times, then died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked a desktop support engineer to make a proper casket for burial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMAGE_00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMAGE_00036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMAGE_00037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/IMAGE_00037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-6202861908408595528?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/6202861908408595528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=6202861908408595528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6202861908408595528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/6202861908408595528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/12/bird-dropped-dead-next-to-me-today.html' title='A bird dropped dead next to me today'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-116356593758735499</id><published>2006-11-14T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:45:37.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it really been a month since I posted.</title><content type='html'>Yikes..  oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...   work is great and busy as hell..  and keeps me happy too, cause I get to work on some pretty cool stuff.  But I did have a major screw up this week at a relatively public local client, and it put be through some pretty bad crap before we were able to get things fixed, so that's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, on to the more interesting weird tidbits that have happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a random message from the local bartender girl that noticed I hadnt come in for a while.  I dont know whether to feel good that im noticed missing or bad that it was from the local bar (was i really going there that much?)  Either way, kind of odd.  (and no, she wasn't flirting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bank of America is a disaster.  Im trying to remove one checking account and make a new one the primary on everything and close the other one, and its just NOT happening like I hoped.  I think moving to a new bank would have been easier.  Might be time to do that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold my TV.  I loved that thing, but I have literally lugged that 300lb monster (Sony Wega KVR450 36" whatever XBR.) all over the country, and I figured..  its still a nice TV, might as well get decent dollar value before flat screen TV's get too far below $800, it makes it easier for people to jump to that.  So out the door with stand, $450.  It sold on craigslist in 2 emails.  I love CL for somethings.  My coworker says its only good for nooners.  Apparently, he hasnt checked CL for that in several years.   LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea is coming to Austin.  You would think it was Paul Revere the way people are riled up about this shit.  Holy crap, you too can own pine endtables for under $20.  Woo hoo.  I don't get it.  Go get more shit for your places, retards.  (dont bother sending hate mail if you love Ikea, you will get mocked and publicly humiliated (by all 2 people reading this blog))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MSPainting skills continue to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted any here, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/MSP_frankly.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain website im on has a thing for visualizing a misspelled phrase or word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the bank has a lean on your house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/MSP_banklean.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont make an escape goat of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/MSP_escapegoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Parrotty  (parody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/MSP_parroty.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meloncollie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/MSP_meloncollie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth in asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/MSP_youthinasia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots more.  If I get some comments, ill dig some more up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-116356593758735499?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/116356593758735499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=116356593758735499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116356593758735499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116356593758735499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/11/has-it-really-been-month-since-i.html' title='Has it really been a month since I posted.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-116132149570410467</id><published>2006-10-19T23:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:18:15.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I get off in 30 minutes.....</title><content type='html'>OK, good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-116132149570410467?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/116132149570410467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=116132149570410467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116132149570410467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116132149570410467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-get-off-in-30-minutes.html' title='I get off in 30 minutes.....'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-116083373201382497</id><published>2006-10-14T07:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:49:41.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never really liked blondes.....</title><content type='html'>Im sitting in my local bar.  It's karaoke night.  People are on stage singing, the crowds pretty big, and Im sitting there nursing a beer.  A hot, thin, blonde of about 23 years comes up to me and SCREAMs "is tonight Karaoke night?"  I dont answer.  Then I realize that was directed at me.  I look at her, look at the stage, look at the TV with the song's words on it.  I look back at her.  "Nope"  She looks at me perplexed.  "Is that the singer on stage?"  I then turn, and look at the stage and realize I am dealing with a level of dumb I didnt really come to expect.   "No, this is pre-recorded" I say.  Then her friend (Im thinking realizing her friend just had a blonde moment) grabbed her by the elbow and pulled her out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then I realized that I totally put off a hot girl that was talking to me.  Fuck it, though if she was that dumb, I wouldnt even want to use her for the evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-116083373201382497?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/116083373201382497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=116083373201382497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116083373201382497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116083373201382497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-never-really-liked-blondes.html' title='I&apos;ve never really liked blondes.....'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-116063345720162587</id><published>2006-10-12T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:10:57.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As if my el paso gay bar story wasnt bad enough</title><content type='html'>Check out what else is this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Coming_Out_Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-116063345720162587?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/116063345720162587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=116063345720162587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116063345720162587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116063345720162587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-if-my-el-paso-gay-bar-story-wasnt.html' title='As if my el paso gay bar story wasnt bad enough'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-116046172631692160</id><published>2006-10-10T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:28:46.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Business trips and gay bars!</title><content type='html'>I went on a business trip on the 5th-6th.  And prior to the trip, I needed to do some serious prep work, so I banished surfing for fun and porn and fit in some study time before the journey.  While I was there, I met up with someone from OT that I knew from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at a Holiday Inn Express, and they dont have hotel bars.  So when I told him,  "meet me at the hotel bar" I soon found out, I gave him wrong directions since it didnt fucking exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked to the closest beer serving establishment (literally catty cornered from the hotel, not in a crappy area either) inappropriately named "Chiquita's Bar" which a quick google reveals is a gay bar in El Paso.  However, wandering down the street, this was far less apparent.  I walked right in, and immediately got sized up by some Hispanic dudes.  No offense, if you know El Paso, a white dude stands out quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a beer.  The bartender asked if I was just visiting, I said yea, staying at the Express...   he said his name was Raoul and if I needed anything at all, to let him know.  I then looked around and took in the environment.  It was covered in halloween crap.  It was only the 5th.  Weird.  You guys sure take halloween seriously.  (by you guys, I meant owners/patrons of the establishment, regardless of orientation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He responded, "Yea, just put it all up last week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  A month of costume parties.  Weird.  This somehow didnt strike my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend showed up.  He had never heard of the place, said it was new.  The next day, I found out it was a straight bar called "The Backdoor" or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came in, had a beer, and watched me play pool.  Then two dudes walked in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands.  And then they kissed Raoul hello.  It was then I knew I needed to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not homophobic, but I just dont want anyone getting the wrong idea either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friend and I left, went to several other places without event......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next day at my clients, I hear the name of Chiquita mentioned.....   and I ask...   "is that a gay bar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course...  just my fucking luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-116046172631692160?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/116046172631692160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=116046172631692160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116046172631692160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116046172631692160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/10/business-trips-and-gay-bars.html' title='Business trips and gay bars!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-116046048636246318</id><published>2006-10-10T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:08:06.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well i picked the right day to try adderal.</title><content type='html'>I travelled for work thursday and friday last week, and had expense, status reports, etc to do, as well as regular workload, meetings, and all that.  And on top of that, at 5pm, I got my new laptop.  perfect, I spent all night installing stuff and perfecting shortcuts, scripts, installs and all that personalization stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not even tired, and its 1am.  And tomorrow I am already pumped up for.  Yikes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-116046048636246318?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/116046048636246318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=116046048636246318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116046048636246318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/116046048636246318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-i-picked-right-day-to-try-adderal.html' title='Well i picked the right day to try adderal.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115972360939307737</id><published>2006-10-01T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T11:26:49.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night at the bar....  this girl comes up</title><content type='html'>HAMMERED.  Like shit talking drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes up to the table...   and says...   and this is a direct quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have 3 questions for you...   Im married, now show me your cocks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 of us, so she might have thought that sounded smooth or clever or something, but it came off like a drunken bar slut who was doing this as her husband looked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she stole both our hats and put them both on her head and talked about her boobs with us for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird shit happens to me, I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115972360939307737?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115972360939307737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115972360939307737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115972360939307737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115972360939307737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-night-at-bar-this-girl-comes-up.html' title='Last night at the bar....  this girl comes up'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115959795821542802</id><published>2006-09-30T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:32:38.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got denied on a booty call</title><content type='html'>I got a call...   11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, im almost ready for bed.... come to the bar for a shot and a beer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get there...  Im no dummy, I know whats up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says, im tired, im going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.  I dont get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115959795821542802?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115959795821542802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115959795821542802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115959795821542802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115959795821542802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-got-denied-on-booty-call.html' title='I got denied on a booty call'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115954946987533786</id><published>2006-09-29T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:04:29.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I overslept for work today....     because of a cricket.</title><content type='html'>I got home last night, and somewhere in my apartment was a cricket.  I looked everywhere, but couldnt catch or kill it. So I decided to just go to bed, and they kept chirping all night, so I learned how to ignore that sound.  My Sidekick 2 is my alarm clock, and the default sound for alarms is crickets chirping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who slept through it this morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115954946987533786?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115954946987533786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115954946987533786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115954946987533786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115954946987533786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-overslept-for-work-today-because-of.html' title='I overslept for work today....     because of a cricket.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115924764504020890</id><published>2006-09-25T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:14:05.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you are a geek when</title><content type='html'>[00:06:15] chrislehr03: gimme yer home ftp&lt;br /&gt;[00:06:22] somedude:  not enough space there&lt;br /&gt;[00:06:22] chrislehr03: ill up over next few days&lt;br /&gt;[00:06:25] chrislehr03: weak&lt;br /&gt;[00:06:34] somedude:  yeah - old server I need to retire&lt;br /&gt;[00:06:47] somedude:  has less than 700MB left&lt;br /&gt;[00:06:56] chrislehr03: you know you are a geek when you have to retire your "home" servers&lt;br /&gt;[00:07:02] somedude:  it's sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115924764504020890?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115924764504020890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115924764504020890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115924764504020890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115924764504020890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-know-you-are-geek-when.html' title='you know you are a geek when'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115924667629377899</id><published>2006-09-25T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:57:56.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>when I view my own profile on okcupid</title><content type='html'>im 93% matched&lt;br /&gt;and 96% friend&lt;br /&gt;what parts of me do I hate?&lt;br /&gt;we are 0% enemy, so thankfully its nothing serious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115924667629377899?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115924667629377899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115924667629377899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115924667629377899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115924667629377899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-i-view-my-own-profile-on-okcupid.html' title='when I view my own profile on okcupid'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115916881718753989</id><published>2006-09-25T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T01:20:17.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye is so hard.</title><content type='html'>So tonight, was leaving the bar.  A girl that my friend thinks is into me says goodbye.  Im close to her, but Im not at a point where I want to give her a hug...    so I go to give the "well see ya" wave (the sheepish, if you miss it, you didn't miss much one) and she thinks Im high fiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result.  The most awkward, finger intertwining post smack high five I have ever been witness to, nonetheless involved in.  I feel like I have wronged mankind.  Needless to say, I walked away quickly and didn't look back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115916881718753989?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115916881718753989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115916881718753989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115916881718753989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115916881718753989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/saying-goodbye-is-so-hard.html' title='Saying goodbye is so hard.'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115891993905831092</id><published>2006-09-22T04:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T04:12:19.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>[04:54:20] myfriendmark: Neo pick up the phone</title><content type='html'>Are you serious?  4:45am?   You call me?  And we spoke for 10 minutes?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115891993905831092?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115891993905831092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115891993905831092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115891993905831092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115891993905831092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/045420-myfriendmark-neo-pick-up-phone.html' title='[04:54:20] myfriendmark: Neo pick up the phone'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115881179422370179</id><published>2006-09-20T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:09:54.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear I could have been on hidden camera this week</title><content type='html'>Walking on 6th street, broad daylight (around 1pm) with a business cohort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see an old man on a scooter, STOPPED, in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we approach, a cop on a motorcycle pulls up, and goes AROUND him, continuing on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, "Why is he stopped in the middle of the road?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk past him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, gentleman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.  "Yea?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My cart seems to be stuck, can you help me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, we try to push him out of the road. I *see* him holding the brake. I look at my friend and mouth "what the fuck" he shrugs his shoulders and we get the old man going somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have sworn it was a hidden camera thing.  Fucking weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115881179422370179?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115881179422370179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115881179422370179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115881179422370179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115881179422370179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-swear-i-could-have-been-on-hidden.html' title='I swear I could have been on hidden camera this week'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-115881163250082939</id><published>2006-09-20T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:07:12.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I had a meeting today with my new employer...</title><content type='html'>First meeting with new co-workers, we are pre-meeting, and just catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is apparently late, and someone says "I either caught him with his pants down or his mouth full, but he said he would be here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "was he at a rest stop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I already red flagged by HR ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it wasnt true.  I felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "the new guy probably shouldnt say that, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told, "nah, the partners laughed, so you are in the clear."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-115881163250082939?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/115881163250082939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=115881163250082939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115881163250082939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/115881163250082939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-i-had-meeting-today-with-my-new.html' title='So I had a meeting today with my new employer...'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28496393.post-114826419639929225</id><published>2006-05-21T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:16:36.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to open a bottle of wine without a cork screw!</title><content type='html'>Now with pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wineopener1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wineopener1s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wineopener2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wineopener2s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wineopener3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://chrislehr.com/ot/wineopener3s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw + screwdriver + pliers = OPEN without spilling a drop or ruining your cork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28496393-114826419639929225?l=weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/feeds/114826419639929225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28496393&amp;postID=114826419639929225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/114826419639929225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28496393/posts/default/114826419639929225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdthingshappentome.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-to-open-bottle-of-wine-without.html' title='How to open a bottle of wine without a cork screw!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Jl-VT9vt_I/STRD5USX41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BvgPDuAsTa4/S220/IMG_1037-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
