<?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-7284059</id><updated>2011-08-09T00:14:21.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>West 29th St. Blues</title><subtitle type='html'>email me at thaegor@yahoo.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-109415967396729050</id><published>2004-09-02T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T14:14:33.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aint life grand?</title><content type='html'>That dude John Denver said it best, some days are diamonds some days  are coal. Maybe he was bipolar. Maybe I am. ( wheres my check?) Anyway this is a great day. hope eveybody else has a geat day to. WOO HOO! Hankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-109415967396729050?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/109415967396729050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=109415967396729050' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109415967396729050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109415967396729050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/09/aint-life-grand.html' title='Aint life grand?'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-109407116147019609</id><published>2004-09-01T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T13:39:21.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hey goes on 'round here?</title><content type='html'>So every thing seems to be going well,huh? Speak fo yoself whiteboy. Atleast the weather is gettin' better. There are far to many crazy people in the world. Myself probably included.  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The pretty little red haired girl asked me the movies, so hope is not lost for our friendship. Chris Hutchins is back, so is Naimon.and Rachel and Heffe. I missed thier show tho the other night, I was unavoidably detained. Have ya'll noticed how bad the law is comin' down on every body? this is  really startin' to suck. And theres one ol' cop thinks its his missoin just to chase me around. My friends Pete and Chris said next time  coppers mess with me over at thier house they'll grab the camera and FILM. (that will show those dirty 'ol cops)&lt;br /&gt;This aint gonna take to long 'cause once again it took me 'bout an hour to get on this computer. Have I told ya about this English chick? Probably wont either.  So long .GOD bless you           Hank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-109407116147019609?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/109407116147019609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=109407116147019609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109407116147019609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109407116147019609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-hey-goes-on-round-here.html' title='what the hey goes on &apos;round here?'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-109348443841804405</id><published>2004-08-25T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T18:40:38.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish you were here</title><content type='html'>My friend chain smokes. Which is good for me.  I would love to chain smoke, however, Icant afford it. He also isn an exellent scateboarder,which is good for me also.&lt;br /&gt;y verbage needs work. Sorry. I am of the old school, I've learned my lesson's the hard way.  I miss my friend. tHE BEATIFULL Little red haired girl. She's angry with me. No doubt, she has cause. Why do I fuck up so. I guessI'll never learn. However, of all  the people I wouldent want to offend, she is that person. I love her. Simply , plain as that.  She is my friend. Now i've gone and done it. 'Course I'me an old hand at fuckin' up. Yeah, I'll 'fess. But that doesnt mean I dont need companionship. Imagine if will a beautiful  lady come to you and say" Oh' HAnk, I love you ". Boy's I'll tell ya, makes my heart go pitter pat. She's just a kid, but ya know,she's the kind of lady I will want to know forever. And I promise ya, she is just my friend. Anyway, I'll see ya', what about those cowboy's? And always remember, if no one has told you today that they  love you, I do. hankster out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-109348443841804405?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/109348443841804405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=109348443841804405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109348443841804405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109348443841804405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/08/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish you were here'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-109276910120629564</id><published>2004-08-17T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T11:58:21.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just lost it again</title><content type='html'>I'm getting really, really sick of typing forever and then touching the wrong button or something and losing everything i've written. Man I just wrote for over a half hour, touched the wrong whatever and lost it all. I did that last night too. But that was because I could'nt find the publish thingie. Now I'm almost out of time. An hour at a time here at the library. But I'm gonna post this one, by god. I have lots 'n lots to talk about and these little demons who live in the computers or live in my fingers can kiss my nsmall, skinny whiteboy ass. I mean it. Time to go now, anoyher wasted hour. Speaking of wasted..... hmm        BE safe ya'll, I mean it.                Hankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-109276910120629564?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/109276910120629564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=109276910120629564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109276910120629564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109276910120629564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-lost-it-again.html' title='Just lost it again'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-10908635424290891</id><published>2004-07-26T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T10:39:02.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How hard can it get?</title><content type='html'>Ya'll know what? This S##t sucks. The tomato plants that my friend and I planted were removed. That's food, dude. Each plant had at least eight tomato's on it. They were green, but ya know thats only temporary. Well, I had it out with the house lady at the sorority house where we had them growing. Some times I am appalled at folks' behaviour. We spent a lot of money and time on those, I figured I would give a lot of those fine red fruits away to my people. Oh well. This must be bitch day, I apologize for this rant. I miss my friend "B", I truely, dearly hope I have not run her away. I miss her so.I realize that sometimes I say the wrong things, hell, I would'nt be Hank iff I didnt. Sometimes, tho' I wonder iff I go to far. The rain ruined all my stuff. I wuz sleeping in yhe rain. On occasion I just feel like shouting FUCK YOU!!!!!!!! Please just let me sleep for awhile. I'me so tired. I mean it to. I'me so tired I cant hardly pay attention. Now I'me worried about my health. Luvs and kisses,Hankster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-10908635424290891?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/10908635424290891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=10908635424290891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/10908635424290891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/10908635424290891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/07/how-hard-can-it-get.html' title='How hard can it get?'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-109062420763066767</id><published>2004-07-23T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T16:10:07.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keepin it warm</title><content type='html'>so just for a moment lets consider who we are. How we treat each other. The music is coursing thru me like an eleccctrical current. I love you. Bye, Hank&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-109062420763066767?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/109062420763066767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=109062420763066767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109062420763066767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/109062420763066767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/07/keepin-it-warm.html' title='keepin it warm'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108992670080216298</id><published>2004-07-15T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T14:25:00.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine that, The machine actually let me on</title><content type='html'>I did the elusive blog dance with Amy last week. She's cool,back in Portland now. This is a strange week indeed for the Hankster. My friend Sam I Am, dad went out of town for awhile, Sam gives me his housekey! Coolas yule. Man oh man, I crawl off into that ac, well its kind of indescribable. Anyway, Portland must be the promised   land. Hell, seems to me everybody is moving there. Not everybody,but a few of my friends. Chris Anderson, Diane in a month, and Jade too, before summer is over. I've been there, it aint no great shakes, aint no Austin leastways. Saw Bekka the other night, she was off to Waco in her daddy's Mustang. The top was down of course. Now we're in the dog days. Have ya noticed anything? Folks on the street are getting angry. Tis the heat naturally. What i've come to believe though, is its unnaturall to hang out in the heat all day long and all night also. The alcohol turns the mind to a quivering mass of rage. The unfunny thing is, nobody knows why they're "irritable. There are some good points about the heat tho, the females of the species seem a bit more amorous. But who knows? Certainly not me. I guess i am still roadying for Sam.I wonder how they're gonna like that when we play The Arachnid Web? Oh well,get over it. Well, I perceive that time here is fleeting. See ya'll in the funny pages. Somebody loves ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108992670080216298?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108992670080216298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108992670080216298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108992670080216298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108992670080216298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/07/imagine-that-machine-actually-let-me.html' title='imagine that, The machine actually let me on'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108863763573242358</id><published>2004-06-30T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T16:20:35.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for what its worth</title><content type='html'>Another day in my neighbor Hood. A rainy day 'tis. I saw "B" today. She looked very profesional in her work clothes. I sure do think she's swell. Chris's Amy will be here tonight. Just think, all the way from Portland just to visit. Chris is so happy, I'm happy for him. God bless little kids. Heck, for that matter, God bless every body. I'm tired now, gonna go. Remember, when ya start feelin' like nobody loves ya, I do.  Hankster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108863763573242358?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108863763573242358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108863763573242358' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108863763573242358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108863763573242358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/for-what-its-worth.html' title='for what its worth'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108809960571385079</id><published>2004-06-24T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T10:53:25.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life 'n life only</title><content type='html'>I ran into my friend Sam I am yesterday. Rightously, he leaned in close and said: I think I'll strap on some pellican wings, eat some strawberries, drink some nestles quik and eat my femur. Direct quote.               I love Sam I am. ~~~~ Quote '''''''''''''''''''''o the day: Having sex with her is like throwing a hotdog down a hallway.        ~This I overheard at the Spiderhouse. Its the funniest thing I've heard in a long time. Weird what people think is funny, huh? Chris Anderson is a happy man, Amy is coming to visit with him! Anthony is a happy man also, he possesses Noahs ark. (hey, at least he's driving) ~~~~~~~~~~~ My friend Jay wants to do a documentry on me. Pretty cool,eh? Lush life. Lush life,indeed. It's a damn good thing I have my umbrella today,it's raining Volkswagons and small asian people outside. I'm so lonely, aargh!!!!! I wish JESUS would bless me with some female companionship. I would be the nicest man in the world, (not that I'm not already). It's been a long time since Ann passed away.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gotta go ya'll, see ya in the funny pages. If no one told you they LOVE you today, I do.    Hank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108809960571385079?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108809960571385079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108809960571385079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108809960571385079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108809960571385079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/life-n-life-only.html' title='Life &apos;n life only'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108786566419363734</id><published>2004-06-21T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T17:54:24.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``````````````````````````````````A**holes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>Today kids we're going to talk about A**holes. Famous a**holes we all have known. I'm one on occasion, I'm sure you have been also. No, the creature I refer to is the card carryin' , dyed in the wool kind. The guy whos house is filled with Billy Ray Cyrus albums and sermonettes by a weepy Tammy Faye Baker. Like the cop who gave me an extended reach around just to see if that thing is a billy club hidden in my jeans. (maybe he has billy club envy) Or the dude ya ask for a smoke and he sez "I only have 19 left". Maybe he has emphysema envy, the fuckin' jerk.And girls, dont fool yerselves, ya'll can be a** holes too. Dont think so? Go take a look at my second ex wife. Then take a look at my heart. Looks like shredded BBQ. Speaking of meat, its true that I left dead cat in Chris Anderson's refridgerator but it was SEASONED AND COOKED DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ya know Americ is the only country in the world that eats four meats. Bird, pork, beef fish. Anyway, catmeat tastes like a cross between snake and chicken. Not really.Tastes like good ol' siamese. Ya know, like the kind yer ex mother in law had. The very cat that she loved and held dear. The same one that would scratch yer eyes out if given half a chance. I'm talkin' 'bout the cat here. Myself, I live off the three basic food groups, burgers, bugler and beer. Not neccesarily in that order.However, I think we should all keep our minds open in regards to what we eat. Have you seen that new young lady thats working at Conans? Bet she's mighty tasty....   I'll see ya'll   Hankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88hole****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108786566419363734?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108786566419363734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108786566419363734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108786566419363734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108786566419363734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/aholes.html' title='``````````````````````````````````A**holes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108768394562313667</id><published>2004-06-19T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T21:56:00.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day at the bitch, er,beach</title><content type='html'>What a great day this is. "B" and I went to the movies last night. The thing I like when we go out is Her hair. Her long, beautifull red hair. (see I always get her to drive down i-35 so I can see her hair flying around. Mine to for that matter. However, She's soon to sell her Jeep and so goes those good times on i-35. Ever my friend though, we'll find some kind of mischief to get into. Okay, I am making it final. Quitting the ETOH is probably the hardest thing i'll ever do. But dont doubt the power of your averge. ordinary Hankster. Nope, better not. It seems that while under the influence recently, I temporarily alienated a friend. And ya know it ain't the first time. Well, we see.A little sign on the screen has informed me that my time is low. With any luck and I dont die, tommorow ya'll. Hank &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108768394562313667?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108768394562313667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108768394562313667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108768394562313667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108768394562313667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/just-another-day-at-bitch-erbeach.html' title='Just another day at the bitch, er,beach'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108742828903721384</id><published>2004-06-16T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T16:24:49.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what in the hell am I doing?</title><content type='html'>Schlotzkys.God bless 'em. It has taken om&lt;br /&gt;ne half hour just to  get here. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, woe is I, when will I ever get the hang of this? &lt;br /&gt;I miss B. She's somewhere in Iowa not fitting in. That was a direct quote from her.On the flip side I still have my little gig over at THE DONUT SHOP.Hotter then Hell ain't it? Gonna get hotter. Thinkin' of going skydiving. Truely so..The question remains, does God love us, is it one huge cosmic joke?I already know the answer. Damn Hoss, this is great, I get to sit in here all day drinking ice tea. Yeah, God is good.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108742828903721384?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108742828903721384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108742828903721384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108742828903721384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108742828903721384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-in-hell-am-i-doing.html' title='what in the hell am I doing?'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108726302314679592</id><published>2004-06-14T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T18:49:32.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so,here  i am here.      so here. however, I feel more like I do now, than when  I first got here. West 29th st. Is the only life I know. Ya know,long after you are gone, long after you have quit or lost your job, I'll still be here. Jokes on you fool. I mean, I dont care. Whatever gets your moter started. After much promptingg from  "mi patron" I have decided to put my thoughts to paper,such  as it were. I am stunned,seriously,The fact that me, a  long haired,oval faired, leaping gnome, should be the purveyour ov these memories. Your memories. Think not? A strange,magical journey that is all things Hank.These days which we claim for our own are only fleeting. Swift.Jeez louise, Im'e (?) talking 'bout the smells of cherry pie on the window sill, waiting there to be stolen at A later hour. Is it true? Do you remember, mayhaps, walking through the garden on your way to school and grabbing a nice, cool tomato from the garden on your way with a palmfull of hidden  salt, secreted from breakfast. Ohh, Mama. The pleasures of growin' up in Drippin' Springs. Now, here you are, from  parts unknown. Well, welcome to Texas, podnah!  (moree manyana). ++++HANK++++ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108726302314679592?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108726302314679592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108726302314679592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108726302314679592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108726302314679592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/sohere-i-am-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108718755180233405</id><published>2004-06-13T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T21:32:31.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/25140/63493.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108718755180233405?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108718755180233405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108718755180233405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108718755180233405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108718755180233405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-is-audio-post-click-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108711763909012372</id><published>2004-06-13T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T02:07:19.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> realize. crazy as a shithouse rat. welcome to the strange and facinating world that is Hank. Tired now. Time to rest. See ya, sure was glad to see ya!++++++++++++++++++++++++HANK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108711763909012372?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108711763909012372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108711763909012372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108711763909012372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108711763909012372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/realize.html' title=''/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284059.post-108699429442617476</id><published>2004-06-11T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T15:51:34.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's  aalterrniiiteve reaaalllitty</title><content type='html'>HHelloo. AS IIII sit here todday . Hell, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sitting here at chris'''''''''''''''''''''''''s place drinking stolen wine w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ith my ffrriiendd ffraannnkkkk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284059-108699429442617476?l=29blue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/feeds/108699429442617476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284059&amp;postID=108699429442617476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108699429442617476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284059/posts/default/108699429442617476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://29blue.blogspot.com/2004/06/hanks-aalterrniiiteve-reaaalllitty.html' title='Hank&apos;s  aalterrniiiteve reaaalllitty'/><author><name>Hank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04240421048896103928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
