<?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-559448896242617692</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:25:55.857-08:00</updated><category term='El-p'/><category term='zeitgeist'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='technology'/><category term='poem'/><category term='McCain'/><category term='myspace import'/><category term='NIN'/><category term='Miniskirt'/><category term='general population'/><category term='Dae-Su Oh'/><category term='nature'/><category term='social'/><category term='Only'/><category term='Frida'/><category term='Apple'/><category term='hope'/><category term='las vegas'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Crips'/><category term='tig'/><category term='Terror Ch. 1'/><category term='ADHD'/><category term='society'/><category term='Genocide'/><category term='photoshoot'/><category term='class'/><category term='Disillusions'/><category term='Joel'/><category term='bristol'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Las Chicas'/><category term='Bikini'/><category term='Car'/><category term='Hotel Rwanda'/><category term='human nature'/><category term='friends'/><category term='future'/><category term='incarceration'/><category term='terror'/><category term='motorcycle'/><category term='random'/><category term='rants'/><category term='Palin'/><category term='War'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='my day'/><category term='Nine Inch Nails'/><category term='friends belonging'/><category term='blog'/><category term='terror alert'/><category term='Joanna'/><category term='damnation'/><category term='First Friday'/><category term='homeland security'/><category term='Sonic'/><category term='Trailer Trash'/><category term='escape'/><category term='Rally'/><category term='belonging'/><category term='In-N-Out'/><category term='Bloods'/><category term='piper gel'/><category term='national debt.'/><category term='Old Boy'/><category term='fear'/><category term='Gangs'/><category term='Gun'/><title type='text'>The Blog of Kid Yosh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-9017322936957394771</id><published>2009-09-17T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:28:06.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving....Again</title><content type='html'>This is the 3rd time I have moved. But I will not be deleting this blog. It shall remain because it has some sort of meaning and value to it. I've moved on to a more professional and streamlines blogging service. I'm sorry if this causes any inconvenience for you. my new blog can be found at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidyosh.com"&gt; Kidyosh.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my photographic post have been imported to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blogspot, our relationship was nice while it lasted and I wish you only the best of luck in the future and may your next relationship be one of happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-9017322936957394771?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/9017322936957394771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=9017322936957394771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9017322936957394771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9017322936957394771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/09/movingagain.html' title='Moving....Again'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1312963932302317429</id><published>2009-09-13T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:07:21.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/sets/72157622229113419/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2576/3914472363_59c2a565f6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't forgotten about this blog. I just knew with a post as big at the monumental 100 it had to be something epic and worth while. Regular posting will resume quite soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the help of twitter I was able to find an old friend of mine from high school. Her name is Ashlay. I posted up a few weeks ago that I was looking to do headshots to add to my port. Which we did are on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/sets/72157622229113419/"&gt;flickr account&lt;/a&gt;. But She brought with here a few extra tops. So after we did the head shots it was time to have fun. This was my first shoot back in the Studio since I  shoot Schae.Love a few months back so I felt pretty out of place but after the first few frames I got everything down solid and was happy with the results. We did glamouresque head shoots then some full body. But the she pulls out this leather half jacket. Low Key, High Contrast was my first thought and that's we did. After shooting and looking at everything I said it looked like something you'd seen for H&amp;amp;M. We're both super excited with how they looked in colour and once I put one in Black&amp;amp;White. Our jaws drops and I knew at the moment the back half of the shoot was gonna be monochrome. I light all the photos with a single &lt;a href="http://alienbees.com/b1600.html"&gt;AlienBee 1600&lt;/a&gt; with a 36in Softbox attached. Enjoy the photos. More post are coming soon and remember to check out the full site &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.kidyosh.com"&gt;www.kidyosh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1312963932302317429?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1312963932302317429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1312963932302317429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1312963932302317429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1312963932302317429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-100.html' title='Post 100'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2576/3914472363_59c2a565f6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-41370806170849456</id><published>2009-08-30T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:59:40.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HORSE</title><content type='html'>So remember back when you use to play HORSE with your friends seeing who could pull off the coolest looking shot. Well I've started that same thing. But with Photography. While the idea sounded odd at first but as the contest has gone on we're produced photos that have pushed both of us to see what we can do with out camera. The results so far have been outstanding. From my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/3851454368/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3437/3851454368_efe259beac.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;end of the contest I've had to start truly playing with my all of the settings on my camera more so then normal. Out of this contest I've started using my flash in Manual instead of TTL. I've had to become creative in how to place flashes around subjects while shooting at f/1.4 without blowing out my entire frame. I'd started playing with random light sources around my home and the objects laid around. It started out as a game to see who's the better photographer but neither of have called a letter yet. I don't think we will. While we treat it as a contest to out do the other its become more of a creative outlet see what we can do. We might hit clsoe to 20 photos before one of us even gets an H. And you know, I'm ok with that because its all in fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-41370806170849456?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/41370806170849456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=41370806170849456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/41370806170849456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/41370806170849456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/horse.html' title='HORSE'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3437/3851454368_efe259beac_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7119823547385803981</id><published>2009-08-17T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:42:23.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Migrating Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/3816885085/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3816885085_a82c46947b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this a photo I took a few days back of the moon. Yes that's right the moon. I'm goign to discuss how I pulled off this shot for those of you still wondering how I did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off you will need the following.&lt;br /&gt;-DSLR&lt;br /&gt;-Zoom Lens&lt;br /&gt;-Tripod&lt;br /&gt;-Clear view of the Moon&lt;br /&gt;-Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So The first thing I did for this was adjust my tripod so that the camera was at eye level. Once I had my tripod ready I went ahead and got a view of the moon at full zoom on my lens(which was 55mm) and then another view with my lens at its widest(17mm for me.) Doing this allows me to make sure that the moon will be a constant element in the frame. Once I knew the moon would be a constant I checked out how the landscape looked since I knew it would be visible at 17mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I have everything framed up so I lock my tripod in place. Now its time to play with the camera abit. I knew I wanted to make this a 30 second exposure. I set my ISO to 100 to insure a nice crisp photo. Now to select my aperture. For this one i chose to go with f/5.6 mainly because it was the highest aperture I had in the range of my lens, and I knew it would give a fairly sharp photo. I set my lens to 17 for the final framing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO, Shutter Speed, Aperture all where set. Now I hit my shutter release and started to count to 20. At 20 I adjusted zoom from 17 all the way to 55 which was done slowly over 5 seconds and with the last 5 seconds the lens sat at 55mm. Now there is a ghost in the image which is something I do often. How that was created will not be discussed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7119823547385803981?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7119823547385803981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7119823547385803981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7119823547385803981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7119823547385803981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-this-photo-i-took-few-days-back-of.html' title='Migrating Moon'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3816885085_a82c46947b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8797134418336320726</id><published>2009-08-15T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:09:28.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Groups.</title><content type='html'>"Picking up a DSLR does not make you a photographer. It makes you the owner of a DSLR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social groups are a very important tool for new and emerging photographers. It allows us to share information and learn from those who we would never come across in our local market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter- Using twitter I talk to about 15 different professional photographers from around the world going from LA, to Toronto, England, China, and other countries of the world. I can send them a message asking what they think of my work and get a reply within a few hours depending on timezone differences. And they do the same. I'll log into twitter and see their work posted up asking what people think of it or them just letting people know something new is on their websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flickr- Flickr is in my opinion the best website for anyone who wants to share their photos with the world. Within this website there are a mulitude of groups you can join. Some of them are limtied by region of the photo, lens used, camera used, and etc. I belong to a group where you submissions must have certain colours in them. There are many groups on there also which are run by the Camera companies themself.(I belong to 4 different Nikon groups, one of which Nikon USA sponsers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogspot- Blogspot is a great tool to share ANYTHING with the world. As with my blogspot I post varying information regarding photography. I post samples of my work time to time within my posting and have links to my other websites on the side. I treat blogspot just as equally important as I do my main website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So always remember that if there is no one in your local area there is always the internet to reach out to, and its waiting to answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8797134418336320726?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8797134418336320726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8797134418336320726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8797134418336320726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8797134418336320726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/social-groups.html' title='Social Groups.'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5545488896295353057</id><published>2009-08-11T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:39:30.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Get Rusty</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been talking to alot of photographers I've been hearing, "I haven't had time to shoot anything in a while" or "I've just been so busy I haven't picked up my camera in a while. "&lt;br /&gt;Pick up your camera everyday, even if you just take a photo of your lens cap. I do it myself time &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SoIDjz5K3bI/AAAAAAAAACU/7GRM7LMCfao/s1600-h/DSC_6136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SoIDjz5K3bI/AAAAAAAAACU/7GRM7LMCfao/s320/DSC_6136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368857619539353010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to time just see if i can find a different way to get the photo. Shooting at a f/1.4 or f/16. Shoot it macro non-macro, fisheye, super telephoto from across to house to see how steady your hand it. I take my camera with me EVERYWHERE. I'll offer a free photoshoot to anyone who catches me out of my house without my camera. I treat my camera like its my life. I've walked out of my house no wallet, no money, no cell phone, but I had my camera. Take your camera everywhere even if its just to lunch with friends you never know the pictures that will ensue. Everytime I hang out with my friends I bring my camera. Its the best time to not only practice but have fun with your camera. Everyone's house is lit different and setup different you can better understand what lenses you can use, what ISO works best with certain brightness, how slow you can get your shutter before its nothing but blurs. Having fun with your camera is the best way to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5545488896295353057?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5545488896295353057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5545488896295353057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5545488896295353057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5545488896295353057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-get-rusty.html' title='Don&apos;t Get Rusty'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SoIDjz5K3bI/AAAAAAAAACU/7GRM7LMCfao/s72-c/DSC_6136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3055831680010392386</id><published>2009-08-08T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:16:10.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cost of Being a Photographer</title><content type='html'>Being a photographer without an agent is quite a challenge. Mainly because I don't have someone seeking jobs for me where pay would be 5k+. I have to go out on my own and find clients and convenience them that I am worth the price I market myself at. And i get asked often why my price is where it is. Where I'm going to break down my cost for you so you can better understand why i charge what I consider a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nikon D40x SLR Kit with 17-55 Lens - $ 600&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nikkor Prime Lens- $200&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sigma Telephoto Lens- $ 200&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nikon Flash- $400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Basic Filters for 3 lens $60&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Advanced Filter- $35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extra Battery for Digital SLR- $50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camera bag to hold gear- $80&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Only in hardware so far, and this is 3entry level hardware I've already hit $1600. Now lets talk software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Software&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adobe Photoshop CS3- $500&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adobe Lightroom 2- $200&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plugins For Photoshop and Lightroom- $300&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Software is at $1000 bring my total to 2600. But wait, I need a digital workspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer Equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apple Imac- $1800 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;External Harddrives- $250&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Computer Equipment total is $2050 bringing my Grand total to $4650.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now while $4650 is a large amount I have other friends who have also started photography companies and their upstart cost are around 8000. They've purchased more advanced top of the line gear and hardware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i've spent 4700 dollars. I'm ready to start yes?...no. I have to let the local market know about me and show samples of my work. But if I'm just started I can't charge for something no one has seen yet. Would you buy a car if you've never seen it, heard of it, and none of your friends have? So now you have to talk people into paying you for a blind service, or do a few shoots for free to show what you can do on a constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you're out and you're marketing. You now run into Marketing cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Domain name - $20&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Website hosting $100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Business cards- $30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And there's always Gas and Time spent which can't be put into a cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting into Photography isn't just a quick hey i'm gonna do this and it's gonna be cash cow industry. While yes with the switch to digital the cost of being a photographer has gone down since you no longer need to buy film and pay to process it. But it is still a very costly industry to get into, just like any other profession. You wouldn't walk into a 5 star restaurant and say, "You know this is awesome, but we only wanna pay you this much for it." Just becuase I dont have a set building downtown with a whole staff doesn't mean you can lowball me for what I do. This is what I do and order to try and pay my bills. I don't walk into your job asking for discounts and haggleing prices, so why do you do it to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3055831680010392386?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3055831680010392386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3055831680010392386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3055831680010392386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3055831680010392386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/cost-of-being-photographer.html' title='Cost of Being a Photographer'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8330677143657273780</id><published>2009-08-06T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:34:09.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aperture and Depth of Field</title><content type='html'>So as a beginning photographer the connection between Aperture is Depth of Field isn't always taken into account.  As a beginner we mainly think Aperture only effects how much light is let into the lens. I'm going to show you a few photos i took in my home with a static-ish camera never changing focus, only changing Aperture and bumping lighting as needed. For these shots I started at an aperture of f/1.4 and went up to f/16 as that's the range of my Nikkor 50mm f/1.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I show the photos i want to explain Aperture just a little more to give a better understand of it and how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aperture of a lens is how wide it opens to let light in. Aperture can range from (on average) f/1.2 to f/32 depending upon the lens. The lower the number the wider the aperture [ f/1.2 &gt; f/3.5] And also the the lower the number the faster. Now when the Aperture is wide open is drastically narrows the field of focus. This happens because of how the images enters the lens and is distorted by the wideness of it[&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/d3/Diaphragm.svg/360px-Diaphragm.svg.png"&gt; see this picture taken from wiki for a visual&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot at F/1.4 Yoshi is clearly in focus or within Depth of Field. While Mario and the bottle of water are outside of the range of focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/3795314889/in/set-72157621840123527/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3450/3795314889_5db4b1569f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When shot t f/2.8 Mario is still out of focus but you can see he is coming closer to focus with this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2595/3795315585_dd7106174a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2595/3795315585_dd7106174a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at a wide open f/16 Yoshi, Mario, The Bottle, and all of my sensor dust can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3493/3795319447_bcdc67a246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3493/3795319447_bcdc67a246.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all of these photos which can be seen &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/sets/72157621840123527/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; the camera was never moved, focus was never changed, and the subjects where never moved. The only thing changed was the aperture of the lens. I think my next photo guide blog will be on shutter speed and action. See you guys when i get back from Seattle...if I ever make there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8330677143657273780?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8330677143657273780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8330677143657273780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8330677143657273780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8330677143657273780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/aperture-and-depth-of-field.html' title='Aperture and Depth of Field'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3450/3795314889_5db4b1569f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5873706557691608617</id><published>2009-08-03T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:10:56.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/3786975554_44cf8dbccc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/3786975554_44cf8dbccc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after getting home unpacking, unloading photos, and doing laundry...in that order. I'm here to post up a photo. This is one of my faves from my trip and i named it "うさぎ" which is Japanese for Bunny.[bonus points is you know the reference] i just loved how dark and evil photo looked. Its part of this park in St. Louis full of Sculptures[&lt;a href="http://garden.walkerart.org/index.wac"&gt;there is a similar park in Minneapolis&lt;/a&gt;] If I don't get Lazy. I'm gotta post up a blog on Aperture in a bit shooting from  f/1.4-f/16 to give a better understanding on it.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;( f/2.2 @ 1/4000  ISO400 Manual Focus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5873706557691608617?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5873706557691608617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5873706557691608617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5873706557691608617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5873706557691608617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/3786975554_44cf8dbccc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3354066991913820708</id><published>2009-07-28T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:39:27.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone till Next Week</title><content type='html'>I'm getting better at this updating thing. Well i'm about to embark on a roadtrip with no laptop cause moms has it in seattle right now. sooooo i'm leave you with some shallow DOF goodness before i leave so you have something to droll over till i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( f/1.8 @ 1/50 ISO800 Manual Focus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://modelmayhm-5.vo.llnwd.net/d1/photos/090724/23/4a6aa5f71e1c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 669px; height: 998px;" src="http://modelmayhm-5.vo.llnwd.net/d1/photos/090724/23/4a6aa5f71e1c2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'll post something in colour when i get back promise)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3354066991913820708?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3354066991913820708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3354066991913820708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3354066991913820708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3354066991913820708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/07/gone-till-next-week.html' title='Gone till Next Week'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6631779057221886303</id><published>2009-07-26T02:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:36:44.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bokeh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/3753450874/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2604/3753450874_43e0cf28bc.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/3753450874/"&gt;Bellagio Garden-1&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jamilh/"&gt;'Sa Jamil Hogan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bokeh (derived from Japanese, a noun boke 暈け, meaning "blur" or "haze") is a photographic term referring to the æsthetic quality of point-of-light sources in an out-of-focus area of an image produced by a camera lens using a shallow depth of field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago i went to the Bellagio Garden in Las Vegas for some photographic therapy. Each time I go i try to give the photos a different feel. This day i wanted to shoot everything in f/1.4 giving me a nice shallow depth of field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting this shallow is a nice way to isolate objects in the photo due to the immense blur of the background. I noticed while i was there that several other people where trying to get a similar effect. While it is possible with a good selection on lenses its easier to achieve this effect with Prime, Macro, and Telephoto lenses. and the reason being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prime Lenses: They have no zoom and only change range of focus and many come with extreme low apertures (f/1.2 f/1.4/ f/1.8 etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macro Lenses: these lenses are many to focus on a very small range even at apertures as high as f11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telephoto Lenses: With range like 70-300 anything not in the direct range of focus with be blurred similar to how the eye works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you can do this on a lens with a smaller soon range such as 12-24 or 17-55 it is possible if you have a lower aperture or you're at full zoom and about 2-8 inches from the object.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6631779057221886303?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6631779057221886303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6631779057221886303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6631779057221886303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6631779057221886303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/07/bokeh.html' title='Bokeh'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2604/3753450874_43e0cf28bc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8862285945517492097</id><published>2009-07-13T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:44:32.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula Drift Round 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3713296553_8a6e71d231.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3713296553_8a6e71d231.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this weekend was Formula Drift Round 4: Las Vegas. It was quite the weekend. From Vaughn Gittin Jr smashing into a wall and coming back to place in the Top 32. And Turek getting his car AIRBORNE it was quite the weekend. Only downside to the weekend was my 70-300 dieing.  But I did get some killer photos regardless and I learned the importantace of auto-focus when it comes to subjects moving at 80mph. I used my none-AF 50mm for a few photos and the ones in foucs can out very nicely. I'm really looking forward to that D300s now. But at the end of the night Tanner Foust and his NASCAR V8 powered Scion tC won. Congrats to Foust and the Rockstar Team. See you guys in Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see more of the photos on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamilh/sets/72157621217797221/"&gt;flickr acount.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8862285945517492097?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8862285945517492097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8862285945517492097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8862285945517492097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8862285945517492097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/07/formula-drift-round-4.html' title='Formula Drift Round 4'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7490172999632161493</id><published>2009-06-30T02:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T03:20:53.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>Twitter isn't the newest social site. in reality its been around since 2006. but in the last 6 months it has exploded to the top of the social networking sites. The site allows its users to post a 140 character message for the world to see. They define it as "Microblogging." I see it a massive SMS/MMS system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic concept of twitter is you join and start posting and soon people will follow you because they like what you have to say, they know you, or you have something in common. You'll also do the same giving you a list of Followers(people who follow you and see your updates) and Friends(the people you follow and see the updates for.) I have to say its a brilliant system. I myself am a member and I will admit my A.D.H.D has me addicted. At current I have:&lt;br /&gt;71 friends- the people I follow&lt;br /&gt;321 Follows- the people who follow me&lt;br /&gt;3924 updates- the number of times I've posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way twitter allows me to network with people I would otherwise never be able to contact. I am able to ask photographers in China, Canada, England, and all over the world for advice and different tips. The use of twitter has also shown me how small my local social circle is also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7490172999632161493?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7490172999632161493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7490172999632161493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7490172999632161493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7490172999632161493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/06/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5363666857701804713</id><published>2009-06-28T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:07:08.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VD012</title><content type='html'>So i'm getting back into this blog and this is the first post of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Vegas Drift Tonight hosted their 12th event and the first one to be done at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A HIT!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was hosted out at the Bullring part of The Las Vegas Motor Speedway but this event had more to it. This event added a car gallery, live music, and a roach coach!!! its not a West coast event without a Roach Coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample photo of events from the Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i40.tinypic.com/25ivyfm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 1000px; height: 669px;" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/25ivyfm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;That all you get for the time being, but as soon as I finish editing the photos I'll post a link off to the gallery so you'll be able to see the rest of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5363666857701804713?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5363666857701804713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5363666857701804713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5363666857701804713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5363666857701804713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/06/vd012.html' title='VD012'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/25ivyfm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8408778565538768764</id><published>2009-05-28T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:31:25.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday...</title><content type='html'>I am not a man of routine.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a man who plans.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a man with finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent times it's occurred to me that my life has started to become something of a routine with slight variations here and there. I like the mayhem and the disorganization of things. I enjoy winging plans without any thought what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy random chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps life interesting. without this random disordered chaos and senseless acts life would be mundane. there would be nothing worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am of disorder&lt;br /&gt;i am of randomness&lt;br /&gt;I am of chaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm like a dog chasing a car I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it" - Joker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8408778565538768764?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8408778565538768764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8408778565538768764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8408778565538768764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8408778565538768764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyday.html' title='Everyday...'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2697364903176028244</id><published>2009-05-13T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:05:50.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I had two of the biggest signs that I REALLY REALLY REALLY need to stop dicking around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday this was thw quite i got from tinybuddha off twitter&lt;br /&gt;   "The place where ou are now is vital. The path towards victory opens from where you stand" - Daisaku Ikeda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second one was his guy who comes into our store all the time who said he's always been happy with what he does and the money he makes because he's always made not only goals but gone into detail on how he was obtain said goals. So i've deciced this is what I'm goign to do. I've made it a goal to buy a D700 before September. 2995+S&amp;amp;H. I'm going to start sitting 50-150 per check aside into my back account and then on next check ima take whats left from the previous check and the 50-150 from the current check and deposit it.  that and along with the money i should be making on the side doing photography should allow me to save the money i need and get to my goal sooner. Winning or placeing in a few contest  along the way wouldn't hurt either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2697364903176028244?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2697364903176028244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2697364903176028244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2697364903176028244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2697364903176028244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/05/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2206613478564109290</id><published>2009-05-12T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:06:43.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Stop Dicking around</title><content type='html'>Hobby- ﻿﻿﻿an activity done regularly in one's leisure time for pleasure (where my photography current is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job- a paid position of regular employment (something i hate having)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career- an occupation undertaken for a significant period of a person's life and with opportunities for progress. (where my photography should be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say it every month that i need to get serious. i'm really really really gonna try and stick to it this month.  I need to...so i can move out...so i can progress...so i can get to where i want. I have a talent that i have fun with that I wouldn't mind doing for a career. I need to see it for what it is and stop toying around with it. I need to finish all this paper work i started and send it in. I need to start the rest of the paperwork and ENTER THIS CONTEST. Night World&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2206613478564109290?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2206613478564109290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2206613478564109290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2206613478564109290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2206613478564109290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/05/gotta-stop-dicking-around.html' title='Gotta Stop Dicking around'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-922758673282014456</id><published>2009-05-11T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:53:04.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Massive Attack</title><content type='html'>So im getting to a point where i can enjoy my myself...alot. I mean i still hate working a normal job and what not but away from work i'm smiles all day just about. I'm extrememly excited for next week. I'm going to Irvine, Cali next for the NIN/JA concert and a day on the beach with some friends. I'm really excited about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I have a photoshoot set up for this contest i came across. I really really really wanna just place so i can buy my D700 kit and  tokina lens. Just placing in this contest would be awesome for me. If i would I'd go APESHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I'm going to the just drift event.  I gonna spend some time really making sure i get key photos. So I can submit them off for the job i've been after for a while. Hopefully all goes well with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and get back into the habit of using this website in conjuction with my twitter account. Look forward to future post coming soon. I'll try and keep them more modern events instead of the normal poetic justice stuff. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kid Yosh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-922758673282014456?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/922758673282014456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=922758673282014456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/922758673282014456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/922758673282014456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/05/massive-attack.html' title='Massive Attack'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1169364004554688224</id><published>2009-04-10T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:43:32.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>All week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been saying..."This weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; staying for 3 days i may have a possible job with ELECTRONIC ARTS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad tells me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours later after serious threats, my bombing it 115mph and almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;grenaded my engine in the process i finally got ONE of my parents to see the light...somewhat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20...my 33 year old has to fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chaperon&lt;/span&gt; me on a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cali&lt;/span&gt; that was only gonna cost me....around 200 tops &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; now made its way up to about 600 dollars....because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyundai Sonata Timing Belt: $300 for parts and labor&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Room (since i can't crash at a friends house now that i have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;chaperon&lt;/span&gt;) $120&lt;br /&gt;Gas for a car that gets 250miles to the tank...$120-160&lt;br /&gt;My brothers ticket to get into said event in which he has to fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chaperon&lt;/span&gt; me to: $36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel like i'm five again...and not in a good way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK MY LIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1169364004554688224?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1169364004554688224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1169364004554688224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1169364004554688224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1169364004554688224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2311496637019688532</id><published>2009-04-08T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:54:04.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a constantly repeating circle</title><content type='html'>Friday the 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dad I'm going to California for the day to take some pictures that I could possible seel off and will help me get my name out there as a photographer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"I dunno ask your mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I'm going to cali for the day to take some photos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"what about the event out at Henderson?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This event in Cali is more profitable for me in the long run"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five min pause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both parents come back with its too dangerous, to which respond&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;-You've never driven out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've driven out twice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You've never driven a manual out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove stephs 5spd extra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You're 4 cylinder doesn't have to power to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephs truck was 4  and so is everyone elses car who drove out yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too dangerous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom calls and ask if i plan of goign to the event out in henderson since they refused to let me go to cali...i told her prolly not because everyone i know thats performing has pulled out and the chances of this event pretty worth it for me are serverly slim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever then...pay your own bills!*click*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend...i'm goign..ima gonna do some laundry back up Zabi and head otu friday night and get back sunday afternoon/night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2311496637019688532?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2311496637019688532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2311496637019688532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2311496637019688532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2311496637019688532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/constantly-repeating-circle.html' title='a constantly repeating circle'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1908959612504398575</id><published>2009-04-08T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:44:09.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Platonic</title><content type='html'>Platonic |pləˈtänik|&lt;br /&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;of love or friendship) intimate and affectionate but not sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its seems that in today's society it is near impossible for people to understand the concept of people of the opposite gender being good friends without having a sexual relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such a sex driven media and lifestlye shown to us its understandable how people dont get the concept...everything, everyone, tells us that if a man and a women are friends and not related odds are he's hitting it. buts its just simply not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE FRIENDS!!! we like it that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1908959612504398575?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1908959612504398575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1908959612504398575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1908959612504398575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1908959612504398575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/platonic.html' title='Platonic'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4081760176989985223</id><published>2009-03-29T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:06:45.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a puddle</title><content type='html'>Like a puddle&lt;p&gt;I have come to learn that women are extremely shallow in current  &lt;br&gt;events. While women always say they search for love they in fact are  &lt;br&gt;not. This hunt for love is based purely on looks. While I am searching  &lt;br&gt;for someone I feel I can get along with without taking looks into  &lt;br&gt;major consideration I come up with nothing.&lt;p&gt;Like a puddle I am always amazed by how shallow you can be despite  &lt;br&gt;apperances&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4081760176989985223?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4081760176989985223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4081760176989985223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4081760176989985223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4081760176989985223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-puddle.html' title='Like a puddle'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8198803821128890403</id><published>2009-03-27T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:21:12.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can dream</title><content type='html'>So  Thien Thanh Thi Nguyen better known as Tila Tequila is running a contest for her show and i guess is looking for a P.A to follow her around and hold a camera all day...the pay and sleeping on her couch and she cooks for you....and you know what...the prospect of being out of vegas makes that pay well worth it for me...hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8198803821128890403?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8198803821128890403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8198803821128890403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8198803821128890403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8198803821128890403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-can-dream.html' title='i can dream'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-9044811342610200729</id><published>2009-03-26T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:05:36.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all starting to look the same</title><content type='html'>this city.&lt;br /&gt;the people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of it is starting to look the same&lt;br /&gt;its looks...feels...smells...sounds...and taste all the same...&lt;br /&gt;no where you go feel any different within its grasp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must escape&lt;br /&gt;i must escape&lt;br /&gt;i must escape&lt;br /&gt;i must escape....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-9044811342610200729?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/9044811342610200729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=9044811342610200729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9044811342610200729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9044811342610200729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-starting-to-look-same.html' title='Its all starting to look the same'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2480206483396451101</id><published>2009-03-26T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:40:59.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Damaged</title><content type='html'>***TURN THE PAGE***&lt;br /&gt;If it were really that easy...&lt;br /&gt;I sit and hesistate knowing i need to turn this page&lt;br /&gt;but something stops me...fear perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This page must be turned and everyone agrees for we all want to know how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;but when i hear the recording at the end of the page thats tells me to turn i stop...i panic...i hit the pause button not wanted to hear whats goign to happen without the image the book has provided for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have...no i MUST finish this story. I Demand to know the ending. An ending that could be one of fairy tales with the happiest of ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it could also be an ending from a Mother Grim story..full of pain, hate, despair and misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time am i not already there by tormenting myself and not finishing this story...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2480206483396451101?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2480206483396451101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2480206483396451101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2480206483396451101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2480206483396451101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-damaged.html' title='Something Damaged'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8415522801741113907</id><published>2009-03-16T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:05:48.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distort</title><content type='html'>dis*tort |disˈtôrt|&lt;br /&gt;verb [ trans. ]&lt;br /&gt;pull or twist out of shape&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;I reject your reality and substitute my own.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8415522801741113907?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8415522801741113907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8415522801741113907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8415522801741113907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8415522801741113907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/distort.html' title='Distort'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5319556855714660653</id><published>2009-02-25T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:46:50.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soo....</title><content type='html'>CNN and Fox news said Obama is the Anti-Christ AND the next Adolf Hitler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are white people srsly that upset that you lost something?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5319556855714660653?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5319556855714660653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5319556855714660653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5319556855714660653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5319556855714660653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/soo.html' title='soo....'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6616618523571873754</id><published>2009-02-24T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:32:57.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VD010</title><content type='html'>So people ask me why do i love doing photography....Heres one of my answers for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/vd010a/index.html"&gt;PIT PHOTOS!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;--- Clickable&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/vd010b/index.html"&gt;TRACK PHOTOS!!!!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;---Also Clickable&lt;br /&gt; Any job where you're around cars at high speeds or in them...is a bomb fucking job!!!  If any of you watch Fox 5 News Las Vegas you saw the bit they did on us  &lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/forrest.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/tandem.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/eric.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/tommy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/s13g.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/ls7.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/z33.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/s14.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/aeg.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/gif/ae.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6616618523571873754?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6616618523571873754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6616618523571873754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6616618523571873754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6616618523571873754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/vd010.html' title='VD010'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6666063397022072035</id><published>2009-02-20T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:25:24.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Door on the Right</title><content type='html'>give: to those you wont be selfish&lt;br /&gt;take: only the lessons you learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;create: the door that will get you to your dream&lt;br /&gt;destroy: those who tell say you can't&lt;br /&gt;speak:  what comes to mind even if it doesn't make sense&lt;br /&gt;love: those you love you&lt;br /&gt;hate: those whom have scorned you&lt;br /&gt;live: life like you stole it&lt;br /&gt;cherish: the little things&lt;br /&gt;dance: like you did when your three&lt;br /&gt;music: can be the rawest form of expressionism&lt;br /&gt;talk: is cheap&lt;br /&gt;thoughts: are made for a reason&lt;br /&gt;men: grown ass boys&lt;br /&gt;boys: are boys&lt;br /&gt;girls: are girls&lt;br /&gt;women: are girls who know how to keep drama private&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: the shadow of today&lt;br /&gt;today: the shadow of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow:  bound to be another yesterday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6666063397022072035?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6666063397022072035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6666063397022072035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6666063397022072035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6666063397022072035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/second-door-on-right.html' title='Second Door on the Right'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1014231372879905453</id><published>2009-02-20T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:17:52.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathom</title><content type='html'>fathom |ˈfaðəm|&lt;br /&gt;verb [ trans. ]&lt;br /&gt;1 [usu. with negative ] understand (a difficult problem or an enigmatic person) after much thought : h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e could scarcely fathom the idea that people actually lived in Las Vegas&lt;/span&gt; | [with clause ] he couldn't fathom why she was being so anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the example that came from my Mac....reason #5289 of Why I use a mac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note my skin id is 14-32-38&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1014231372879905453?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1014231372879905453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1014231372879905453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1014231372879905453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1014231372879905453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/fathom.html' title='Fathom'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3659144497511364330</id><published>2009-02-17T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:59:36.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>free-dom |ˈfrēdəm|&lt;br /&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wrold is telling me to run&lt;br /&gt;Ran as fast as i Can&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be stuck here&lt;br /&gt;As if I have been tied to an anchor&lt;br /&gt;Without my knowning&lt;br /&gt;But now i know&lt;br /&gt;And Once i have freed myself&lt;br /&gt;I will run&lt;br /&gt;I will run like a child taking thier first steps&lt;br /&gt;I will run like a Lamborghini on the autobahn&lt;br /&gt;I will run like a slave to freedom&lt;br /&gt;For I have freed myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3659144497511364330?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3659144497511364330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3659144497511364330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3659144497511364330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3659144497511364330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7511979615335597374</id><published>2009-02-13T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:17:36.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>City a Month</title><content type='html'>So i was thinking is something where to happen and i had to change my palce of employment ima go to an airline so i can fly for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to the point...if this where to happen i think i would go to a different City maybe every other week for 12-24 hours...with my camera, passport, and $300USD in the local currency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's almost the perfect way to see the world...its rushed but you don't lolly gang you see what you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gimme a list of cities to go see...this means you barbie and alohababy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7511979615335597374?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7511979615335597374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7511979615335597374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7511979615335597374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7511979615335597374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/city-month.html' title='City a Month'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5254663380144381916</id><published>2009-02-12T21:01:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:01:51.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trillion Dollar Bailout</title><content type='html'>i'm currently in the process of making my own version of it....look for it soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5254663380144381916?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5254663380144381916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5254663380144381916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5254663380144381916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5254663380144381916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/trillion-dollar-bailout.html' title='The Trillion Dollar Bailout'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6396690718959441351</id><published>2009-02-09T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:00:30.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Submit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Baskerville; "&gt;&lt;span class="hwGrp"&gt;&lt;span priority="2" dhw="1" class="hw" style="font-size: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;sub-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hsb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;mit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronGrp"&gt;&lt;span pr="US" type="US" class="pr" style="font-family: HiraMinPro-W3; "&gt; |səbˈmit|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="SB" style="display: block; margin-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="prelim"&gt;&lt;span ps="1" class="ps" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;verb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span priority="2" class="infGrp"&gt;(&lt;span class="inf" style="font-weight: 600; "&gt; -&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;mit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hsb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;ted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronGrp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="inf" style="font-weight: 600; "&gt;-&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;mit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hsb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronGrp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;span class="sn" style="font-weight: 600; "&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span priority="2" class="gramGrp" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;[&lt;span class="syntax" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt; intrans. &lt;/span&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="def" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;accept&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; yield to a &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;superior&lt;/span&gt; force or to the authority or will of another &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;I'm tired of the bullshit that the american governement tells us that have done to help us.  I'n tired of the bullshit that they do to their people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;I'm fucking vivlid at the fact that prisionors in GITMO...FUCKING GITMO have better health care then 50million so called americans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;I'm fucking done with...FUCKING DONE....if i had the money i'd be posting this from  kidyosh.co.ca or kidyosh.co.uk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6396690718959441351?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6396690718959441351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6396690718959441351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6396690718959441351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6396690718959441351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/submit.html' title='Submit'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5365476021590052904</id><published>2009-02-03T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:11:00.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;con-fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;verb |kənˈfīn| [ trans. ] ( confine someone/something to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep or restrict someone or something within certain limits of (space, scope, quantity, or time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America 700 out of every 10,000 persons is behind bars this works out to 7% of the entire United States population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i am not part of this 7% at times i feel like i am. I feel as if i am being held in what could be considered the worlds largest prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison: Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Compound: North Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Complex: Cinema&lt;br /&gt;Cell: 4438b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the cell i return to almost every night awaiting my release date. Ever pending constantly being pushed further and further back. I feel as if every time i come close to leaving my confinements I made aware that the imagery i have seen is nothing more then a façade. I will get to leave this prison for a few days to visit home.&lt;br /&gt;for 3 days i will be free.&lt;br /&gt;for 3 days i will have escaped&lt;br /&gt;for 3 days i will be content will my surrondings&lt;br /&gt;for 3 days i will be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this were a real prison i would escape never to be seen again. I would blend and assimilate to life in the general population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5365476021590052904?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5365476021590052904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5365476021590052904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5365476021590052904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5365476021590052904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/confine.html' title='Confine'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4045406393317062212</id><published>2009-02-03T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:48:35.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscillate</title><content type='html'>os-cil-late&lt;br /&gt;Verb [intans.]&lt;br /&gt;1) move or swing back and forth at a regular speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend our entire life oscillating between extremes.&lt;br /&gt;Addiction/Sobriety&lt;br /&gt;Poor/Wealthy&lt;br /&gt;Sick/Healthy&lt;br /&gt;Happy/Depressed&lt;br /&gt;Loved/Unloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike watches and metronomes we don't swing at regular speeds. The human rate of oscillation varies. On certain days we sit on the park bench and watch life as it seemly fast forwards around us. Other we leave the bench and we become the blur that is life. but from both ends we seem to be moving slowly and the people at the traverse end seem to be moving in fast motion. But even when we are in the watching those moving with us they always seem to be moving at a higher rate of speed for some unknown reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4045406393317062212?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4045406393317062212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4045406393317062212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4045406393317062212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4045406393317062212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscillate.html' title='Oscillate'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3883526899767625341</id><published>2009-02-03T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T03:09:58.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Ass Night</title><content type='html'>SO tonight I got my beta site from 20-80% the last 20% will be finished in the next few days which is just picking the pictures to showcase on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made 2 spots for the Hyundai Genesis(wish me luck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://hyundai.realitydigital.net/express/PremierePlayer-Release-generic.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=rtmp://realdig.fcod.llnwd.net/a1674/d1/t19/&amp;amp;videoURL=http://hyundai.realitydigital.net/getvideo.aspx?id=9EFD0BD38AB0E55B&amp;amp;fmsVersion=2.5&amp;amp;embedded=1" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="412" height="336"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://hyundai.realitydigital.net/express/PremierePlayer-Release-generic.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=rtmp://realdig.fcod.llnwd.net/a1674/d1/t19/&amp;amp;videoURL=http://hyundai.realitydigital.net/getvideo.aspx?id=CAC3643BF63616D1&amp;amp;fmsVersion=2.5&amp;amp;embedded=1" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="412" height="336"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime today before 2pm i am goign to dennys to get A FREE GRAND SLAM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats right 6am- 2pm Dennys is giving out free grand slams...TAKE THAT IHOP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its 3am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH I got my pass to the Chicago Auto Show...so fucking stoked!!! and when i get back i got 3 shoots lined up...Bomac's S14....Kevin's  Nismo Z33 and the new Sabaru dealership on Sahara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/ox/index.html"&gt;Year of The Ox Gallery &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/chinatown/index.html"&gt;China Town Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some photos to look at in the meantime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3883526899767625341?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3883526899767625341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6957162232119142724</id><published>2009-02-02T22:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:19:10.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>groundhogs days</title><content type='html'>groundhogs days&lt;p&gt;makes my head hurt...&lt;p&gt;are we the only country that leaves how long seasons will last up to a  &lt;br&gt;fucking ball of fur... and we wonder why we can&amp;#39;t manage money&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6957162232119142724?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6957162232119142724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6957162232119142724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6957162232119142724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6957162232119142724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/groundhogs-days.html' title='groundhogs days'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6487075324870366678</id><published>2009-01-30T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:25:26.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>genius idea</title><content type='html'>genius idea&lt;p&gt;ok so someone made a good point. everyone is afraid of robots taking  &lt;br&gt;over the world and whatnot problem solved&lt;p&gt;run those bitches on windows...they&amp;#39;ll crash we they start the program  &lt;br&gt;to take over&lt;p&gt;problem solved&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6487075324870366678?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6487075324870366678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6487075324870366678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6487075324870366678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6487075324870366678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/genius-idea.html' title='genius idea'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8930866189598698551</id><published>2009-01-29T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:59:46.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear ***********</title><content type='html'>dear ***********&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m hope this finds you in the best of health. it&amp;#39;s been a while now  &lt;br&gt;since we parted ways and even to this day of doesn&amp;#39;t feel like I made  &lt;br&gt;the right move all those years ago. even thought we haven&amp;#39;t talked  &lt;br&gt;since then I still think about you and the times we had. I&amp;#39;ll be there  &lt;br&gt;soon on a business trip. if you would to like me as much I want to see  &lt;br&gt;you call me and I&amp;#39;ll be sure to visit you.&lt;p&gt;love always&lt;br&gt;**************&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8930866189598698551?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8930866189598698551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8930866189598698551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8930866189598698551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8930866189598698551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear.html' title='dear ***********'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1979635742710396607</id><published>2009-01-29T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:13:42.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Permafrost</title><content type='html'>noun&lt;div&gt;-a thick subsurface layer of soil that remains frozen throughtout the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together we stand on the ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting into each others eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unaware that around the ice is melting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly at first almost unheard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faster soon cracking around us unheard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yet we don't hear it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not knowing that everything around us will be gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cracks began to grown and soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are under and all around us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hear the final crack of the ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its to late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fall into the ice water below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharing one last bitter-sweet kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1979635742710396607?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1979635742710396607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1979635742710396607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1979635742710396607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1979635742710396607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/permafrost.html' title='Permafrost'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6879752264105807877</id><published>2009-01-28T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:47:21.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last 24 hours</title><content type='html'>sleep&lt;br /&gt;woke up&lt;br /&gt;got dress&lt;br /&gt;went to work&lt;br /&gt;sold shit&lt;br /&gt;took photos at china town(coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;ate&lt;br /&gt;went go-kart drifting&lt;br /&gt;talked to alohababyy(...who didn't tell me she was back in vegas btw )&lt;br /&gt;editing photos&lt;br /&gt;made this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/DSC_3708.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/jamilh/Public/DSC_3708.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;posted this blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6879752264105807877?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6879752264105807877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6879752264105807877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6879752264105807877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6879752264105807877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-24-hours.html' title='last 24 hours'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6845710217752467780</id><published>2009-01-26T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:15:31.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Education PT2</title><content type='html'>So as of the current from what I have heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNLV is cutting around 50% of its budget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSN is closing Cheyenne Campus and also taking an unknown budget cut....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally when schools go thru bidget cuts they take the following first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports...&lt;br /&gt;Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;Media&lt;br /&gt;Photography&lt;br /&gt;Video Production&lt;br /&gt;Other Media/Art related majors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically my major will be gone after this semester if what i am hearing is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like we all see the issue and know the issue but are doign nothing to help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT...WE AREN'T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like someone screaming omg i'm 600 and diabetic...get me to the buffet!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6845710217752467780?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6845710217752467780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6845710217752467780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6845710217752467780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6845710217752467780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/higher-education-pt2.html' title='Higher Education PT2'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7705743920378129108</id><published>2009-01-26T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:03:19.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Uncontrollable</title><content type='html'>-No longer possible to manage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt thoughts are seemingly uncontrollable&lt;br /&gt;I fight the urge and try not to think of you,&lt;br /&gt;But I am unable to stop myself.&lt;br /&gt;I find myself waiting, wanting, wishing&lt;br /&gt;For the next time I will see you.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the next call from you&lt;br /&gt;Wanting the warm embrace of your hug&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I knew what it all ment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7705743920378129108?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7705743920378129108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7705743920378129108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7705743920378129108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7705743920378129108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/uncontrollable.html' title='Uncontrollable'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2783210249342819902</id><published>2009-01-26T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:03:31.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Higher Education</title><content type='html'>referring to a level of education that is provided by universities, vocational universities, community colleges, liberal arts colleges, institutes of technology and other collegiate level institutions, such as vocational schools, trade schools and career colleges, that award academic degrees or professional certifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a dying breed in the current state of the union. Due to things that have happened before our current President could do anything about many states/counties/cities/districts/etc are being forced to cut budgets in order to maintain so sense of normalcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better clarification....Our country for 8 years was run fucking a total fucking twit who didn't know how to properly run a country and budget it. Due to this many states no longer have the money needed to run properly. there for we're going to cut education..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your head hurt to??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic message i got from this is..."We're too stupid to run things right so we're gonna get rid of smart peoples and the like so we can all be stupid and therefore smart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a few seconds to collect this bit of your brain that just exploded into your surroundings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2783210249342819902?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2783210249342819902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2783210249342819902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2783210249342819902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2783210249342819902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/higher-education.html' title='Higher Education'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4432746972238151917</id><published>2009-01-23T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:15:36.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/39/l_4c61cc0d4cf04dee9ab8599253e4bba5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 463px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/39/l_4c61cc0d4cf04dee9ab8599253e4bba5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to say i am damn proud of this picture. I took it out at the Just Drift Clinic over the last weekend...and I am IN LOVE with this photo...its one of fave cars and a dream car at that...once i get an extra grand i might pick up one...or two lol this car is two years older then me lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4432746972238151917?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4432746972238151917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4432746972238151917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4432746972238151917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4432746972238151917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-to-say-i-am-damn-proud-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1267363648608489663</id><published>2009-01-13T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:32:25.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>barbie&lt;br /&gt;aloha baby&lt;br /&gt;charmander&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Lil sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have all done something in the last week to just make me feel all fuzzy warm on the inside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1267363648608489663?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1267363648608489663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1267363648608489663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1267363648608489663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1267363648608489663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4616589336495888517</id><published>2009-01-12T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:56:34.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl, Cali, And 5bucks</title><content type='html'>what do they have in common...I bet tween, Deeze, Jesus* and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeze bet Jesus that if the eagles win the super bowl he has to move to san mateo on Aug 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus bet Deeze that if the eagles dont win he own him 5 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i come into this bet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Deeze wins me and Jesus head for cali on Aug 1st. When this bet happened it was prolific in my mind. I was like this was a plan fallign into my lap...i've been saying i wanan move to cali but if this goes as planed. i'll have nothing stopping me besides a lack of room/job unless i can get my agent by then. and thanks to Jesus i'm more determined to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jesus. pronouced Ge-Suss. an old friend from back in the day who looks like Jesus no lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4616589336495888517?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4616589336495888517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4616589336495888517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4616589336495888517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4616589336495888517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/super-bowl-cali-and-5bucks.html' title='Super Bowl, Cali, And 5bucks'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7577813067016985656</id><published>2009-01-10T08:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:28:01.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket List</title><content type='html'>Aloha Baby inspired me to make one...so over the next few days i think i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbie also helped make my day with the comment she left on my page....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the current moment i am awaiting a call from the model i might be shooting today so i can know if she's awake or not so we can head out to the shooting locations&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7577813067016985656?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7577813067016985656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7577813067016985656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7577813067016985656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7577813067016985656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3337818294192214693</id><published>2009-01-07T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:21:24.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fear</title><content type='html'>noun&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of anxiety concerning the outcome of something or the safety and well-being of someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear that i will become on the small cogs caught in the system that i refer to as las vegas. I have seen people over the last few years that as i have known them have worked dead end retail jobs with no real chance for advancement when that is all they want. all they want is to advance in the system and become a bigger cog doing less work to keep the system spinning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i refuse. i shall not be stuck in the system. i refuse to spend the rest of my life caught in this system. i spent 1 year, 6 months, and 5 days stuck in the system before and like the rest of the cogs..i beleived i could soon become a bigger cog. I have removed myself from this system and have began to build my own system around myself where i am the big cog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will built myself and make a better me...with or without the others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3337818294192214693?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3337818294192214693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3337818294192214693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3337818294192214693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3337818294192214693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/fear.html' title='fear'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8022456326066031100</id><published>2009-01-01T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:44:18.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>so th first post of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sitting here watchin TLC and its about the 800 pound kid...and i feel no remorse for him. I honestly don't feel sorry for anyone who has "an eating disorder" or  has "obesity." i see both of this as scape goats to make it seem like you have an issue...like someone who constantly cheats and says yhey have relationship issues....no you like to fuck....alot. don't give me that bullshit that you have a problem...cause your right you do...your fat ass doesn't know when you put down the fork and walk away from the plate. just becuase you have big plates doesn't mean you need to fill them to the rim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8022456326066031100?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8022456326066031100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8022456326066031100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8022456326066031100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8022456326066031100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5082187246241296472</id><published>2008-12-16T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:55:17.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas PT2</title><content type='html'>i hate no scratch that i DETEST this place with an extreme prejudice. I have spent the last almost 12 years on my life in the godforsaken place some refer to an valley which i personally think is more like an oven. i sit around thinking...it might get better...but it doesn't and i officially fed up for this renounced place. I am doing everything i can to the best of my ability to do my best to get the fuck out of it. I am spending the next 8 months doing the best i possibly can to move out of this valley, this , this bowl of broken dreams, promises and lost hope. I have known for the last year that what i want to do is not here, its not anywhere near here. its not even close to here. i have to find a way out, i want no i NEED to leave. to have to seek a way out of this death hole before i a suck ed in and i am here forever wishing, thinking, and kicking myself in the ass for not leaving this dismal place when i had the chance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5082187246241296472?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5082187246241296472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5082187246241296472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5082187246241296472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5082187246241296472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-vegas-pt2.html' title='Las Vegas PT2'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3471086286280582200</id><published>2008-12-16T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:38:35.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>it contains 131.3 sq mi of "city"&lt;br /&gt;it contains .1sq mi of water (lake mead is out of city limits)&lt;br /&gt;[so if you really think about...ITS A BARREN WASTE LAND]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has a population of 558k+ citizens&lt;br /&gt;of which an estimated 100k+ plus are from Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;[  the hawaiians kinda dont make sense to me....yea vegas is cheaper...BUT WHY WOULD YOU GO FROM TROPICAL TO DESERT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the winter are lows are around 25-35&lt;br /&gt;in the summer are highs are around 115-120&lt;br /&gt;[its not cold enough to snow. which some people like but in the summer its hot enough burn yourself on anything outside]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a good year we average about 3 inches of rain....but some areas flood and get upto 2 feet of rain...which sometimes sits there for hours because we have a horrible flood drainage systems.&lt;br /&gt;[when you live in a desert and it rains anyone who's lived there their whole life thinks driving faster helps...FUCKING WRONG DOUCHE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our economy is mainly funded by tourism...&lt;br /&gt;[which means we're currently failing as the economy fails. if you dont have money you're not gonna throw the bit of saving you have left into a slot machine or some strippers g-string.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;development in las vegas use to be "here whats out there...ohh thats right more nothing put a house on it." now its "here we got hella sky...put a condo up there"&lt;br /&gt;[so you mean it took you about 40 years to think here....the water's only over here lets just build up around it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entertainment in vegas is directed at its core audience of 21+&lt;br /&gt;[any one under this age HAS SHIT TO DO....and you wonder why teen violence has gone up]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3471086286280582200?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-953753577347680984</id><published>2008-12-09T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:00:23.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a problem</title><content type='html'>in the last year due to an increased amount of free time i have increased the amount of time i spend infront of the virtual world has steadly increased. i sometimes wonder if its an addication but i feel like if  had something better to do..i'd probly do that over spend hours on the internet...people always ask me if i have world of warcraft, or play second life....but i dont and i wont...i played both of them once and 6 hours disappeared...i was the scariest thing ever to look down and see that i had been sitting there for 6 hours...in a fake world and not known...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-953753577347680984?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/953753577347680984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=953753577347680984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/953753577347680984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/953753577347680984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-problem.html' title='I have a problem'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2261262000881198760</id><published>2008-12-09T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:52:24.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yoshi.2yr.net/pics/mario-party-7-yoshi-w-birdo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://yoshi.2yr.net/pics/mario-party-7-yoshi-w-birdo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally after months of searching found employment. Birdo also found one herself also months of searching. So after months and months of being stuck between a rock and hard place i have finally been give a tool of which i can use for leverage to get free with...and boy is it nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2261262000881198760?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2261262000881198760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2261262000881198760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2261262000881198760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2261262000881198760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/12/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4400183067959189513</id><published>2008-12-03T15:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:31:20.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond chill</title><content type='html'>my pops is beyond chill....nothing i do surprises or shocks him...lol&lt;br /&gt;I can home with my lip pierced he was whatever about it&lt;br /&gt;i start wearing skinny jeans he doesn't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom on the other hand flipped out in both scenarios &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i changed my major form IT and dropped out of DeVry he just like whatever gets you along in life...moms still trying to get me IT jobs to this day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4400183067959189513?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4400183067959189513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4400183067959189513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4400183067959189513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4400183067959189513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/12/beyond-chill.html' title='beyond chill'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-9061849115115591377</id><published>2008-11-30T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T02:33:05.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.motorauthority.com/wp-content/uploads/Lamborghini/Gallardo/Lambo_LP560_4_1_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.motorauthority.com/wp-content/uploads/Lamborghini/Gallardo/Lambo_LP560_4_1_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life ther are things we do that are motived by anything person, cause, or inner reason. Something motives everything to do something. My motivation an item. But its not any item. its an item so rare only 500 are made a year, each hand crafted. Each built to order. Each built in a factory of the items home country. My item is an Lamborghini LP 560-4 or better known at the Gallardo. This to me is no normal car. its more then that. this car is a living breathing being in my eyes. Today i was outside the dealership looking threw the windows for almost 10 mins just starting at the marvelous creature wanting, waiting, lusting for the day when i can attain one. I walked around the outside of the dealership and sat a table outside the cafe and watching the commercial for the LP 560 3 or 4 times for 15-20 minutes. My passion for this car is beyond words. I have craved and drooled over this car since i was 15. I have always had a passion for Lamborghinis even as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I will have my Lamborghini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-9061849115115591377?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/9061849115115591377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=9061849115115591377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9061849115115591377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9061849115115591377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6258826002290323916</id><published>2008-11-23T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:22:07.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>ever since i could remember i'll always been fasinated. Always wanted to get closer and get more. for years i watched and smiled from a distance sharing a laugh here and there. but soon i would be able to get closer and i would be the one causing the smiles, and the laughs. soon i would be the one going out at night and enjoying great times. But even as close as things have gotten over the years i still wanted to get closer and takes things to the next level. and finally i had my chance the we became more interactive. the amount of fun we had increased to a level i never knew we could have. but in the back of my head i knew we could have even more. all these years i still haven't outgrown my love of cars....hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6258826002290323916?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6258826002290323916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6258826002290323916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6258826002290323916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6258826002290323916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5994285753771354351</id><published>2008-11-17T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:32:51.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uninspired</title><content type='html'>today has just been a very uneventful, uninspiring, ungodly day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just haven't felt like doing anything what so ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5994285753771354351?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5994285753771354351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5994285753771354351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5994285753771354351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5994285753771354351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/uninspired.html' title='uninspired'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7696619598598955066</id><published>2008-11-12T12:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:53:10.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cake</title><content type='html'>Kid Yosh- Its gotten to a point where i can't tell if not having a job is making me depressed or how much time i spend looking for a job is making me depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmader- oh, same here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fucking desperate for a job.&lt;br /&gt;it just depresses me in general.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.Y-of all the things i've seen so far in the last 6 months the only thing i'm suprised i haven't seen is a paper or article talking about an increase in suicides or depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-i'm sure it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just looking forward to the changes that are going to be coming now that Obama is the president elect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.Y- yea&lt;br /&gt;thats the light at the nd of the tunnel for alot of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.Y- i feel like during the months before the election i was just in a dark room and a light would flicker here and there in the far distance. but once he become the president elect the light has stayed on and has slowly gotten closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- that's how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;it just feels like a fresh start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7696619598598955066?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7696619598598955066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7696619598598955066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7696619598598955066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7696619598598955066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/cake.html' title='The Cake'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1952263766342370893</id><published>2008-11-12T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:03:58.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tru Life</title><content type='html'>I use to watch this show and wonder how able bodied adults were unable to find jobs. And it makes sense now. I use to watch these shows and thing to myself, how did you fuck your life up to where you're basically homeless and unable to afford to basics of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer wonder this question. I logged into myspace to and i saw a bulletin  that was along the lines of being able to find a job until he can go to school. I hug out with Island Girl yesterday and we both spoke of how people don't understands whats really going on until they have been forced to join us in the pool of unemployed youth. We have come to a point where we unwilling have become the stereotypical unemployed child still living with their parents to the outside eye. But anyone who knows the position we're in knows its nothing of the sort. Many of us would give just about anything to be able to provide for ourselves but at the current moment it is unattainable.  If MTv wanted to do a new episode of Tru Life "I'm Broke/Jobless/Seeking Employment/etc." I could give them about 15 people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1952263766342370893?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1952263766342370893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1952263766342370893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1952263766342370893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1952263766342370893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/tru-life.html' title='Tru Life'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1173480047652570114</id><published>2008-11-08T01:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:27:37.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In-N-Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Chicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frida'/><title type='text'>First Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26910059@N02/3012546772/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3153/3012546772_9a90c0bb71.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26910059@N02/3012546772/"&gt;Micro Mini&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/26910059@N02/"&gt;Shay Hogan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;First Friday is an event held in many cities that is a gathering of artist. Today I went I was joined my Las Chicas(Joanna and Frida) and we had quite a good time, we later went to In-N-Out where i watching them stuff their faces since i had already eaten Wendys. We later took Joannas car to desert Vdub and then we went home. Well they did I stopped at Sonic and took that picture of Zabi...my car gotta love Depth of Field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1173480047652570114?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1173480047652570114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1173480047652570114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1173480047652570114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1173480047652570114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/micro-mini.html' title='First Friday'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3153/3012546772_9a90c0bb71_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8362839985768030562</id><published>2008-11-06T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:20:35.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did My Cheese Go</title><content type='html'>I awoke 10 months ago and said "Where did my cheese go?"&lt;br /&gt;The cheese that i was entitled to had be taken from me and I didn't know where it went or why it left but it was gone. I like any other animal trapped in a maze on the hunt for food ventured back into hunting for more cheese. Which I found and once figured out how to make this cheese last the mice that where in charge of said cheese took it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have for the last 8 months been running around a maze hitting my head on walls on the hunt for this elusive cheese.  I feel as if I have been over every bit of the maze. Running thru every passage, around every turn, stuck in every corner. In the last few weeks I asked the question, why can't i find any cheese, is it simply because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;not looking in the right places at the right time. Or is it the maze itself. I have in the last few weeks became to consider maybe it is time for me to switch to another maze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8362839985768030562?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8362839985768030562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8362839985768030562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8362839985768030562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8362839985768030562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-did-my-cheese-go.html' title='Where Did My Cheese Go'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-804589438414039319</id><published>2008-11-05T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:59:32.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national debt.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeitgeist'/><title type='text'>The American Zeitgeist</title><content type='html'>After 8 years of failure from our government many of us believe that there is nothing that can be done to fix the problems that exist in our political system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 8 years of constant debt we feel as if this hole we have gotten ourselves into has become inescapable for the sheer amount owed seems impossible to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 8 years of fearing for our own well being is companies and factories have slowly closed and left the country we felt as if our government cared not about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now there is a light of hope as the end of this dark tunnel that could lead to better times. Fear not these oncoming changes my brother, for they could be the answers to dreams, our hopes, our prayers. We stand here on the era of America's revolution. I am ready for it. I am ready to see this debt begin to dwindle and hopefully soon become a surplus. I am ready to see jobs and factories come back to this once great nation. I  am ready to see what out government can do to help us make past this hard times. I am ready to see a new American Zeitgeist one that in a future we can look back on and be proud of. One that I tell my children I was apart of and hold my head high when I say. One that wont fail me like the one of the last 8 years have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-804589438414039319?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/804589438414039319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=804589438414039319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/804589438414039319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/804589438414039319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/american-zeitgeist.html' title='The American Zeitgeist'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3379538296013523789</id><published>2008-11-04T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:19:31.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement Day</title><content type='html'>Came early and the winner by a fucking landslide is Senator Barak Obama. As i type this the points are&lt;br /&gt;333-146.&lt;br /&gt;I shall insert a photo of the results once all the votes are in so we can forever see how badly McCain got his old ass whooped by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3379538296013523789?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3379538296013523789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3379538296013523789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3379538296013523789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3379538296013523789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/judgement-day.html' title='Judgement Day'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2200477583655741051</id><published>2008-11-04T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:39:26.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terror Ch. 1'/><title type='text'>Terror Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;Terror&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;My name is Frankie.I use was born in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Kansas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; and lived there till I was 18. So I was use to having little contact with technology until I moved to &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. A year after I moved on June 5, 2018 it happened. Everything piece of tech I owned, became useless. The &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United   States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; had been hit with an EMP Lets go back to the beginning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;May 3 2017&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in;font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;I'm sitting in the school gym while we do out graduation practice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I look around at these people and I think where the hell did these people come from and where have some of them been. At my school as a senior you only need two classes one if you took Government over summer classes, so I can somewhat understand why I've never seen them. Id only have one class but my parents don't want to help me get a car so I have a full day. It completely sucks ass. I wonder why this whole process is even needed. I'm just leaving high school, its not Ive done something major, or maybe I have and I just don't give a damn about it. I just what the hell out of this god forsaken town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="Times New Roman,Times,serif" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;After sitting in the schools gym for two hours and getting out of classes I walk out an hour early, what are they going to do tell me I cant walk. If I walk or not I don't give a damn, shit they can kick me out for all I care. I open the front door of my ranch style house. It smells of baked goods, my moms hobby is baking. I swear if that damn stove broke mom would go insane. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Hey Kiddo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Don't call me kiddo I'm seventeen years old damn it!" I yell back at my father. Ive hated being called kiddo since I was seven. I walk down the hallway to my room. I look up at the posters Ive pinned to my ceiling, old school rock bands like System of a Down, Korn, Nirvana and Nine Inch Nails. Someday Ill leave this town and go someplace big, I think to myself. I look out the window to vast nothing. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Colby&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Kansas&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; has come a long way though. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;When we first moved here back in 2006 it was us and the cows. Now were got an elementary school, a middle school and Colby High. About 10 years ago they built a Super Wal-mart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Made the town more then a stop off the freeway, but besides that this town is still nothing more then a place where the cows out number the people. They milk the cows and ship the milk to the Hershey factory about 150 miles away. When the cows are no longer milk-able I've been told they sell the cows to this slaughter house in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Lucky cows. I'd rather be dead them living here. I close my eyes and next thing I know my mom is calling me for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;"Francesca. Francesca come eat!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;"DON'T CALL ME THAT DAMN NAME!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="Times New Roman,Times,serif" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I enter the kitchen and my plate. Nothing but baked food, sometimes I really just want to take a bat to that damn stove. Everything we eat in this house is baked, I never thought I said this out loud but I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            "&lt;/span&gt;WHY THE FUCK DO YOU BAKE EVERYTHING! DID NANA NOT TEACH YOU SHIT AS A LITTLE GIRL!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here face turns red as it feels with rage. The table goes quite as the everyone including me has already forseen the outcome of exchange I've just made with my mother. She reaches out and smacks me shitless. My little brother breaks into a laughing frenzy, until I smack him shitless too and mom hit me again this time knocking me out of my chair. My and my twelve year old brother are lying on the kitchen floor holding our mouths tearing eyed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He spits in my face and runs off; I dont see the point in chasing him if hes just going to his room to cry. I wipe my face with my sleeve and get up. I make a move for the front door I stumble and pass out. Mom hit me harder then I thought. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2200477583655741051?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2200477583655741051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2200477583655741051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2200477583655741051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2200477583655741051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/terror-chapter-1.html' title='Terror Chapter 1'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3098624485267997117</id><published>2008-11-04T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:03:27.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Day</title><content type='html'>We have entered the final hours of the election. Some of us have worked for years to get here. Some of us have worked the last few weeks to get here but this is where it all pays off. This is where we find out where our country goes. This is where some of decide our future with this country(I personally have looked into getting long term Visas in Canada, England, and Japan) We are entering what some of us would considered the scariest hours of our life. Many of us are sitting somewhere listening to the radio as the polls are coming in from the east coast and will be till they close in Hawaii.  Counting Hawaii we have 11 hours untill everything closes down and the tally begins. Tomorrow will be Judgment Day when we find out who shall lead this country, and the Americans aren't the only ones watching. The World is also on edge awaiting the answer. Some more nervous then us. Many of them hoping that a democratic candidate wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3098624485267997117?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3098624485267997117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3098624485267997117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3098624485267997117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3098624485267997117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/d-day.html' title='D-Day'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2959046783187993839</id><published>2008-11-03T02:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:47:16.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mathamathics</title><content type='html'>so i'm just sitting here kinda staring off into space at the current moment thinking over the events for the previous day, and the more and more i add these numbers together the less and less sense it makes. I've tried looking at the story from both ends and it still doesn't seem to make sense. The numbers are there, the math is done, all the work is shown, and I can even seen the result...BUT IT DOESN'T ADD UP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like there is something i'm not getting but when I ask Lil Sis and Barbie they both say the same thing....the numbers dont work. maybe i should just sit the equation down and walk away from it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2959046783187993839?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2959046783187993839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2959046783187993839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2959046783187993839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2959046783187993839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/mathamathics.html' title='Mathamathics'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5300720182972846903</id><published>2008-10-29T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:52:55.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dae-Su Oh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incarceration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Boy'/><title type='text'>I have to escape....</title><content type='html'>Like Dae-su Oh I have grown accustom to the confidents of my prison. I have accepted my fate and become ok with my incarceration. But my 15 years draw near and I shall soon be free. Free form this damnation. Free from the misery. Free from the trials and tribulations being here has brought about. Soon my day shall come and I will be liberated from it only to succumb to a trail by fire of which I await with open arms for I know once I have walked through this inferno I will never have to see this hellish place unless by my own doing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to escape...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5300720182972846903?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5300720182972846903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5300720182972846903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5300720182972846903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5300720182972846903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-to-escape.html' title='I have to escape....'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2186199172283728313</id><published>2008-10-29T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:28:32.174-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disillusions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NIN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general population'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nine Inch Nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El-p'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>There is no you</title><content type='html'>We live in a state of constant disillusion where we are forced things and perceive them to be the factual. When popular to then contrary they are anything but. I have become less concerned with fitting into the the world for none of it matters. Because it was never real to begin with, none of has ever been real and I have finally come to see it. There is no you, there is no me, there is no us, there are only the manipulators behind the scenes pulling the strings. But I shall no longer disillusioned by your false prophet, and his words of judgments and his fear mongering. I shall no longer be fed this lies you let seep into the general population. None of it matters. It never will. But what is sad is that your plan has worked, only i have seen it. Now it the time is too late to stop it for the machine has been activated and with off switch we can only wait for it to destroy itself. With this things I should of never seen I have entered a domain I should not be in. But I remain in the state knowing I shouldn't be here, for no matter how hard I try i have become a fixture in the space, slowly fading into it.  I've been here so long I can see through myself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PwTDPrujzVI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PwTDPrujzVI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2186199172283728313?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2186199172283728313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2186199172283728313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2186199172283728313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2186199172283728313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-is-no-you.html' title='There is no you'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7613761814797750661</id><published>2008-10-27T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:53:00.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prediction</title><content type='html'>Barack Obama Wins Election&lt;div&gt;-After his first term 30-60% of the mess bush has gotten us in will be cleared up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-After his second term 60-80% of the mess with be cleared up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The American dollar will be worth around what it was in early 2002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We shall be out of Iraq and move more troops into Afghanistan to find the real reason we're in the middle east&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John McCain wins the election&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Midway thru his first term he will die...he's too damn old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We shall stay in Iraq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The American Dollar will continue to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sarah Palin takes office after his death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-100's of 1000's of American leave America for Canada and Wealthier European countries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We become China's Bitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Mexico's economy becomes stronger then ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once Sarah Palin takes office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Fuck!!!! Global Panic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVvmrum3cUA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVvmrum3cUA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7613761814797750661?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7613761814797750661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7613761814797750661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7613761814797750661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7613761814797750661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-prediction.html' title='My Prediction'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6870150051353228388</id><published>2008-10-25T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:38:48.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rally'/><title type='text'>Obama Rally</title><content type='html'>so today i went to an Obama rally to help out in the morning nad then hear him speak in the afternoon....hearing him speak it awe inspiring. I stood there for 45 minutes listening to this make talk and make some jokes here and there as he spoke. Hearing him speak on tv or the radio has nothing on hearing him speak live and in person. Its something thats you honestly just feel inside of you and you know its right. I may not of gotten to shake his hand but being there alone was enough for me to know that the ballot i cast this afternoon was well worth it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6870150051353228388?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6870150051353228388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6870150051353228388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6870150051353228388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6870150051353228388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/obama-rally.html' title='Obama Rally'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4008171749087447786</id><published>2008-10-22T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:43:31.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belonging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>i talked to her a few days ago and it always makes everything feel right again. she always tells me how proud of me she is, we talk of our next chance to see each other and then we'll tell one another how much we miss the other. We talk of how much school ties us down but how much it'll be worth it in the end once we've completed everything and we can finally start working on a career that we'll both love rather then a job we can't stand. even thought we can't see the others face we know there is a smile there as our conversation ensues. Something about talking to Joel, is just comforting &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4008171749087447786?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4008171749087447786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4008171749087447786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4008171749087447786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4008171749087447786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-talked-to-her-few-days-ago-and-it.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7816028168558456327</id><published>2008-10-21T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:53:53.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADHD'/><title type='text'>I am Jacks Smirking Revenge.</title><content type='html'>I have the desire to write but my thoughts are to random, unorganized and clustered for me to make sense of them. but i get the general gist of what seems to swirling around in there. I have AD.H.D and i have misplaced my meds...on purpose something with severe ADHD prolly thinks im insane right now whilst someone with moderate understands why i have done so. Yet a person simply with A.D.D isn't concerned with the matter because they while unable to focus their thoughts dont have the issue of random burst of energy at random times of the day week hour month. OMG its like...its like...its like you've gone months without moving while being forced fed espresso and then all of a sudden the chair you are tired to has vanished and you now have 10 terawatts of energy flowing. its s system overload everything becomes intensified your thinking moves at the speed of light and you are unable to catch the ideas as the come in and you body refuses to sit still...writing this blog is one of the hardest things i've had to do in while my fingers are flying across the keyboard and in to the next word before i finish the one i'm writing i'm constantly backspacing and retyping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7816028168558456327?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7816028168558456327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7816028168558456327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7816028168558456327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7816028168558456327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-jacks-smirking-revenge.html' title='I am Jacks Smirking Revenge.'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3037158953483894973</id><published>2008-10-20T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:51:09.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeland security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terror alert'/><title type='text'>Terror Levels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/10/Hsas-chart_with_header.svg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/10/Hsas-chart_with_header.svg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off to the right of them blog is the Homeland Security Advisory System for those of you who somehow didn't figure that out. This is something that didn't come out until around 2003. A fact that most of don't really notice is that this thing has 5 colours. Reason why we don't notice it has 5 colours. The News and Government like to keep this device around orange or red at all times. I know it hit Yellow a few times but i doubt it ever hit Blue or Green...EVER!!!  It has some words under that suggest what the colours mean. I'm going to tell you what they really mean&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe- Today Something somewhere somehow will sometime at someplace...we think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High- Something somehow somewhere might sometime happen at someplace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elevated- Someone said something about something so just watch out for something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guarded- I heard something over there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Low- Get the fuck off my lawn...I'm sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now when you see the terror alerts you'll know what they really mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3037158953483894973?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3037158953483894973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3037158953483894973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3037158953483894973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3037158953483894973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/terror-levels.html' title='Terror Levels'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6111633844752308951</id><published>2008-10-16T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:30:03.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gangs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genocide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotel Rwanda'/><title type='text'>Genocide</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Hiragino Mincho Pro"&gt;&lt;span style="font: 24.0px Baskerville; letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Gen*o*cide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; |ˈjenəˌsīd|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;the deliberate killing of a large group of people, esp. those of a particular ethnic group or nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville; min-height: 18.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;There have been many genocides throughout the world of its history. And no group is expept from them. Wether it was the Catholic Crusades, The Nazi Holocaust, or the Rwandan Genocide. These was all killings that  went unjustified and the only reason these people were killed is because they were blamed for the horrible happenings in their countries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville; min-height: 18.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;If I told you I was the witness to a genocide last over 10 years would you believe me. If I told you that you yourself helped murder people in a genocide would you believe me. If I told you that this genocide was happening here in America would you believe me. Well I have, you are, and it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville; min-height: 18.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;We have slowly been killing ourselves and no one has said anything about it. No one has drawn a single eye to this as if it hasn’t been happening. How can we go around calling each other brothers and sisters yet killing one another everyday in the streets of america. These genocides have gone unreported because the people doing these crimes are not a national army, they are not a unified group, nor are they a militia. According to the government they are nothing more then a group of inner-city youths who come from low income broken and abusive homes. The groups are better known in popular culture as the bloods and the crips. But unlike the Tutsi and Hutu these two have wages war for decades without anyone trying to stop them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Baskerville; min-height: 18.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6111633844752308951?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6111633844752308951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6111633844752308951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6111633844752308951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6111633844752308951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/genoside.html' title='Genocide'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-59019074955862464</id><published>2008-10-14T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:37:05.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><title type='text'>Technologic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/displays/images/features_hero20081014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.apple.com/displays/images/features_hero20081014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok So as the rest of the Apple-Heads know, new shit came out today. And i want this setup off the the left, while something close to it. Thats the new Apple Display which FINALLY has the Isight, a mic and SPEAKERS built into it...its pretty much a iMac minus the computer components. But its made JUST FOR PORTABLES. It has a cable that comes from the back the charges your laptop, turns the monitor into a usb hub and of course can be used as a second screen....WHY...WHY CAN'T OPRAH GIVE ME MILLIONS!!!! hahaha, but anywyas this is the new toy i want its effing awesome and you know it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/displays/images/features_hero20081014.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-59019074955862464?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/59019074955862464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=59019074955862464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/59019074955862464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/59019074955862464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/technologic.html' title='Technologic'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3348012905108738869</id><published>2008-10-14T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:31:51.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utter Despair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.seeqpod.com/cache/seeqpodSlimlineEmbed.swf" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="domain=http://www.seeqpod.com&amp;amp;playlistXMLPath=http://www.seeqpod.com/api/music/getPlaylist?playlist_id=702016c9e3"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been seeking employment in the las vegas valley since January. with no luck of any kind. yes i did work at a car dealership for 2 months but that was not a job i would of held much longer even if they hadn't let me go. The entire world seems to be in a since of utter despair. I am currently awaiting email from a previous employer to see if they will be able to sustain an employee based need to to operate their place of business in the upcoming holiday season. this seems to be my last resort at really finding anything worthwhile. I am seeking seasonal work and hopes that they shall like me enough to keep me on as part time. and as sad as it is any checks i do get already spent without me having employment due to my need to cover bills to even them out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have overcome my sense of brokenness and have come to the ultimate realization that i am not the cog in the system that is broken but the system itself is broken. but i continue to spin without my work producing results as the machine i work with is consuming vast amounts of substance without producing any&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3348012905108738869?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3348012905108738869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3348012905108738869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3348012905108738869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3348012905108738869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/utter-despair.html' title='Utter Despair'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-1584874274752434171</id><published>2008-10-13T15:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:39:40.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piper gel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bristol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer Trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miniskirt'/><title type='text'>Sarah Palin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SPPLifT6uaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fgAetbpkBEU/s1600-h/sarah-palin-hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SPPLifT6uaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fgAetbpkBEU/s320/sarah-palin-hot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256768983452531106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SPPK7KMY77I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lSgg61ODK_4/s1600-h/sarah-palin-sexy-gun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SPPK7KMY77I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lSgg61ODK_4/s320/sarah-palin-sexy-gun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256768307768913842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone else find it a little scary that this lady could be our next vice president and president...lets face John McCain will not live thru his first term. this photo is not edited in way or form to my common knowledge. this is the palin family on vaction somewhere, poolside shooting rifles in american swimsuits...if there were anyone else she's be one CMT Trailer Park Queen of the Month and my April in their Trailer Trash calender.  Now to the picture on the right side. That looks like someone Grandpa McCain shows up with cause they "had a good time" oh wait HE DID!! and we wonder why her daughter is pregrant where we can find pictures of her drunk off her ass online. Speaking of her pregnant daughter am i the only one who's really looked into the whole pregnant daughter thing. no i dont see anything wrong with her daughter being preggers. but i think this might be the SECOND thing she's been knocked up. I tried to find pictures of mrs. palin when she carrying her youngest child but i couldn't..did i did find out that bristol was out of school for about 5 months before her little brother was born because she was severally ill with Pfeiffer's Disease, which is more commonly called Infectious Mononucleosis and even better known as Mono. I find it weird that she was out of school for the fives months leading up to trigs birth...but yea i'm done this subject, now for a good laugh&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJ8QSZaEq8Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJ8QSZaEq8Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-1584874274752434171?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1584874274752434171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=1584874274752434171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1584874274752434171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/1584874274752434171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/sarah-palin.html' title='Sarah Palin'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SPPLifT6uaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fgAetbpkBEU/s72-c/sarah-palin-hot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6236657945278044289</id><published>2008-10-13T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:45:49.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belonging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>Might not be such a bad idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.seeqpod.com/cache/seeqpodSlimlineEmbed.swf" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="domain=http://www.seeqpod.com&amp;amp;playlistXMLPath=http://www.seeqpod.com/api/music/getPlaylist?playlist_id=86cc288389"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sit here in the town this city this whatever you call it i call it hell with slot machines...I have never really hated anything with a passion but i can say i hate vegas with a DEEP  passion. there is nothing for anyone here in this desolate place. i want to leave it behind and only visit to see friends and family. me and all of my pseudo siblings all want to leave it behind and forget it like the drunk girl you had your way with at a party.  my lil sis wants to go back to the islands to a place where she remembers happyness and left it behind only to visit it when she can. my brother is returning to a place where steel filled the hills and soot filled the skies. they're going back home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while home is always a great place to go back to in recent years i have changed my mind about this several times...but i have finally come to the conclusion that i shall for west. i've been to this place 5 times in my life and every time i felt an overwhelming feeling of joy and contentment. an over zealous sense of happyness. i felt as if...i belonged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6236657945278044289?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6236657945278044289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6236657945278044289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6236657945278044289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6236657945278044289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/might-not-be-such-bad-idea.html' title='Might not be such a bad idea'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-8534546348565821444</id><published>2008-10-10T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:52:16.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McCain and Palin</title><content type='html'>So i listen to them talk and they remind me of the crazy family you have that sits down at dinner and starts talking and it all sounds good and then somewhere in middle of talking everyone at the table has starting to give them that look like..."What the fuck are you talking about?" I hear them talk and i think to myself someone has be to thinking the same thing....&lt;div&gt;better analogy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The race for the election is dinner at your family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa McCain and Aunt Sarah Palin are around of the table with Uncle Barack and your neighbor Mr. Biden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conversation around the table starts and it's all good everyone getting along then Grandpa McCain and Aunt Sarah say something completely absurd and just wrong and EVERYONE gives them that look like WTF...you know as soon as they leave the table the conversation turns to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"They've gone crazy...what the fuck are we going to do with them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this election and when Mr. Obama wins Palin shall not be reelected the state of Alaska from what i see hates that Bitch....and no i'm not being sexiest by calling her a bitch...cause i think McCain is a bitch too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-8534546348565821444?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8534546348565821444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=8534546348565821444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8534546348565821444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/8534546348565821444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/mccain-and-palin.html' title='McCain and Palin'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4034173849399836334</id><published>2008-10-10T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T03:03:23.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends belonging'/><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>It's nice when you find out that you've made someone's day.&lt;div&gt;It's sweet when you find out that you've made two peoples day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's awesome when you find out that you've changed people's life for the better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last day i've had two people tell me i made their day just the saying something simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last day i've been told that i helped someone change their life for the better and they're so happy to have me as a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this whole last day had just made me feel really good about the friends i do have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4034173849399836334?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4034173849399836334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4034173849399836334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4034173849399836334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4034173849399836334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-7124756302572577662</id><published>2008-10-09T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:31:04.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>I have blogged for over 4 years now. And I can say it sometimes becomes an addiction of sorts. And i assumed it was just my personality at first because i have done this before with other activities such as excising and playing video games. But I know that it not just me. In my English book we have an entire chapter based around digital life and blogs. So I saw that my behaviors were in turn normal. And I saw this even more so when one of my friends started her own blog  and within 24 hours more or less have 4 postings and close to 20 views.  She too now is addicted to a web culture that is more attractive then doing cocaine off toilets in the 80's.  I still dont understand why it so appealing 100% myself. Cause 10 years ago this was a journal that i kept and hid from the world that i didn't want anyone to read. Now i don't care who finds their way here and reads what i have to say anymore. But maybe thats just it. This whole idea is so irresistible because it feeds in the human need to socialize thru some sort of contact. Even if I never see who you are, where you live or even what gender you are, were, will be. Its the simple fact that I have some how connected with you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-7124756302572577662?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7124756302572577662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=7124756302572577662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7124756302572577662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/7124756302572577662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6085337406770264337</id><published>2008-10-09T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T03:04:50.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>Sleepless In Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>I've currently been up close to 24 hours and still sleep has yet to ensue. But I know I'm not the only one who feels this way. Many other people are still wide awake unable to sleep. I think I may need to develop some sort of night light after school to kill my energy at the end of the day. Maybe then I wont feel like the old man who lives in the middle of the cut-de-sac that yells for no apparent reason. But these sleepless night could be the by-product of a unproductive day before the hour of 1800.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0730- Woke up Watched the news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1000-showered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1100-went to AT&amp;amp;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1145- Went to Starbucks and did my homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1530- Went home ate lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1630- Stopped at Kawasaki and looked at the ZR-6 Ninja...I crave a yellow one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1730 - Got to school and chilled before class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1800-The first real productive thing of my day my SMB Class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2100- Came home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that my day its can be quite...dull and trivial when I have nothing to do. But alas I did have a spot of good news in the mixture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have two paid photo-shoots coming up soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One this upcoming Sunday with with &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=48662835"&gt;Bugsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second next weekend in Minnesota...I have a first paid traveling gig!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hasta Luego Mis Lectores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Kid Yosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6085337406770264337?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6085337406770264337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6085337406770264337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6085337406770264337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6085337406770264337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleepless-in-las-vegas.html' title='Sleepless In Las Vegas'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-3511059306825493554</id><published>2008-10-08T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T03:05:37.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belonging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><title type='text'>Hopeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hope*less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; adjective&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1)felling or causing despair about something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2)inadequate;incompetent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I'm sitting here at Starbucks working on the take home quiz which I've had since last Thursday but due to my lack of planning and time management I still haven't finished it as I type this. My mind is to far wandering away wondering where I could find a place of employment. While talking with Myra yesterday she told me I should try back at my old job and see how that goes. So I have the even the results there seem ill-fated; however there is hope for the oncoming holiday shopping season is upon us. Over the last few months I have come to learn how desolate this place I refer to as my current fixture is. While shooting my aunt's god-son I shall to doom of the Las Vegas service industry before my very eyes. The casino we walked thru had implimented two new poker tables juxtaposed at the end of the pit. These tables had 5 seats around them and a screen where the dealer would be placed. This along with Microsoft surface will make Vegas close to fully automated. Why hire staff when you can have computer programs do their jobs for a fraction of the cost. But when I saw this it dawned on me that my discharge from Vegas must be properly planned. Alas this plan now needs much revising with out current economic state.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-3511059306825493554?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3511059306825493554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=3511059306825493554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3511059306825493554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/3511059306825493554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/hopeless.html' title='Hopeless'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4773487417488144938</id><published>2008-10-08T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:09:59.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begin Blog</title><content type='html'>Over the next week you will see my blog explode as if it the a plane into a building as move my blog over from myspace to here....my blog on &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&amp;amp;friendID=5650814"&gt;myspace &lt;/a&gt; has become the archive now and shall no longer be updated henceforth &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4773487417488144938?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4773487417488144938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4773487417488144938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4773487417488144938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4773487417488144938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/begin-blog.html' title='Begin Blog'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03156124773993085935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eooVwbYOAVI/Sgkn-2cY4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/6fnFHWk23-s/S220/3493049709_584543ff80_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6095206968455199406</id><published>2008-09-22T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:13:30.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belonging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>Assimilation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it has recently come to my attention that while this city has a good to me and help provide me with nurturing environment alas it has come my time to depart from it. i need to seek something beyond this valley. i have always been the oddly shaped peg and i assumed and believed las vegas was the whole to which my peg belonged. but in recent times i have some the realization that the is not the truth. i in fact have been sitting here for years pounding away forcing the square in the circle. if this was the inverse i would fit. you can put a circle in a square and a triangle in both for those of you whom have yet to try. but that is beyond the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6095206968455199406?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6095206968455199406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6095206968455199406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6095206968455199406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6095206968455199406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2006/10/t3st.html' title='Assimilation'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4329392517398314996</id><published>2008-09-16T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:15:12.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>In Pursuit of Happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Name is Ron'Sa, according to the federal system I am 20 year old African American Male, with no criminal record to speak of. I am tagged as being born in just outside of Chicago with a current residence in Northern Las Vegas. These facts alone seem to make it impossible for me to find a job. I have spent the last few months looking for a way to make an income that would allow me to live comfortably. But alas this is near impossible. While on my job hunt I have come across several jobs that would allow me to do so, but after reading the fine print they all had two things in common. The need for 500 upfront to pay for my training that would bring me within a year if all goes well an income of over 200,000 a year thru residual income. I've known two people who did this and both said they within a month of doing this that they regretted doing so. It almost a if i am unhireable for so many reason they seem discriminatory. I've been told "We'd love to hire you. You have the experience and skills that we are currently looking for but" which would be finished out with on of the following&lt;br /&gt;-"You're currently not old enough for the position we're filing"&lt;br /&gt;-"We're seeking someone with more life experience for this position"&lt;br /&gt;-"We're unable to match your salary needs at the current point in time"&lt;br /&gt;-"We need someone who can commit more time to the company"&lt;br /&gt;-"You're management material and we're currently not hiring in that area"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been told I was over experienced for the position or that it was a position that they would prefer a female employee to fill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have skills that most people would drool over if they saw on a resume but for some reason when my name is attached to it they become undesirable and tainted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to several conclusions as to why this is so but even when I change the name boldly printed at the top of that crisp paper in my hopeful future employers hands they all become admissible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to admit that the most trivial thing about this hunt of mine is when i do find a job, and I begin the application process only to find that forty wasted minutes down the line i was not old enough. Yet in still when my age in entered in the date of birth field I am allowed to continue, yet once i see the magic question of "Are you 21 years of Age" I know my submission has become futile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my search for employment and a possible career i have come to detest this city with a fervor. There is almost nothing here for me. And it has been proven at long last. But i am unable to go back to from where once i came. I must plot my next course and continue my voyage of finding the place where i would be able to assimilate with out contention. Since moving to this desolate city almost nothing good has come from it. I have been plagued with medical issues, and now this financial burden plagues me here. I have been rendered inept in my own personal Pursuit of Happyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4329392517398314996?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4329392517398314996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4329392517398314996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4329392517398314996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4329392517398314996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-pursuit-of-happyness.html' title='In Pursuit of Happyness'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-9209193113367293988</id><published>2008-09-10T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:16:17.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>8 Bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8 bars is all it takes for memories to flood back into the mind. things you forgot and hid in the back of your mind never to remember. but 8 bars brings it back to the front, full detail, vivid memories. I need no time machine to travel back in time i just need those 8 simples bars to take me back to that place from long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-9209193113367293988?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/9209193113367293988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=9209193113367293988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9209193113367293988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9209193113367293988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/09/8-bars.html' title='8 Bars'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-2778677177319114509</id><published>2008-07-24T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:20:54.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;its 4 in the morning and i am unable to sleep....i've been up almost 24 hours now. i'm tired, depressed, and wide awake. i feel like i'm getting nowhere. like a hamster in a fucking wheel i try so fucking hard but i get nowhere...i hated my jobs and but miss them. i hated standing around for hours on end talking to asshole who wasted my time only for me to get bitched at casue they didn't buy shit...but i miss the people i did it with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned 20 last week....i invited over 60 people...2 showed...and i enjoyed the time they where there....but it just showed me how little i can depend on people and who even cares that i exist. i've felt so depressed and alone since then....since then the only thing i can thing of is august, to hopefully get the reassurance that someone else cares about me. i know she cares me and i she knows i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has a funny way to letting me know things are going to get easy like i plan them...i feel like as soon as i begin to get somewhere something happens to put me back where i was like..like moving out....i was gonna be out 100% last sunday....but plans changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ticking tocking on my watch is the reminder that i only have so much time to do what needs to be done. like so many americans i wear i watch...but don't use it tell me what the current time is...i use it to tell me time is passing my watch currently reads 1:05, whichs tells me nothing beside the fact that time is moving and i have no control over it....yea i could set my watch the to current time and give me the mental illusion that that i am the one in control of time but i know i am not. so i leave it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-2778677177319114509?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2778677177319114509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=2778677177319114509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2778677177319114509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/2778677177319114509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/07/science.html' title='Science'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-5467823076331631789</id><published>2008-05-20T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:18:32.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>I wanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;scream so loud that deaf people will hear. I'm so fustrated with the state of the country. we live in a country where 13% of us are on unemployment. THIRTEEN FUCKING PERCENT!!! out country has gotten to a point where if things dont turn around within 8 year we could be a second world or even a 3rd world country. Gas is about to hit 4 dollars a gallon by the middle of next month. and there is shit we can do about. yea i can buy a fucking dodge and get gas a t 2.99 a year for 3 years...only problem is dodges aren't worth shit and the ones that do hold some value don't have the gas program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bush has truly fucked over our country for something he foresaw as great personal gain for him and the country. and it would of been if we could of taken it over and had their oil within a year. We are spending close to 100million dollars a month on this POINTLESS FUCKING WAR!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugo Chavez is the only person who can do anything about the price of gas here in the country. But Bush has too much pride to talk to him and buy oil from him in South America. I guess mr. bush would rather steal oil from across the world then buy it from "Dirty boarder hoping mexicans who steal american jobs" NO!!!! They don't steal American jobs. WE SOLD AMERICAN JOBS!! we have fucked ourselves over in the long run of things. There is no more made in America. There are no more production plants within our country for our cars. Toyota, Subaru, and Benz make more cars in our country then we do in ours. The majority of the cars that are Made in America (FORD, GM, CHEVY) are HECHO EN MEXICO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now me and the other 13% of the country are fighting for jobs that high school students normally work. With us working those jobs the students have no jobs to make money with. and because so many of us who are overquailfed for these jobs are working them we are unable to find the jobs that we really want, because the places we use to work don't have enought business to make ends met. and when ends dont met in the corp. world the start chopping at the high end and the low end of the pole. If you make too much your gone. if you haven't been there long enough your gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Babyboomer generation is telling us its easy to find a job. When was they last time they looked. most of them have been at the current job for over 10 years. yea 10 years ago you could get a job...hell 5 years ago you could get a job. i remember i got offers but i wasn't old enough. now i cant find a job that'll make my ends meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas for once i can truly say that my problems have been created by another source other then myself. for you can't sell something when your customer can't afford it. and your customer can't buy it, you've got no business and its time to start making cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a last note. To the Gradutating Class of 2008. don't move out, stay at home untill you can move out and you have the money saved away to pay bills 3 months in advance. yea it'd be awesome to be 18 and living away from home but now a days without the support of mom and dad it almost impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-5467823076331631789?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5467823076331631789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=5467823076331631789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5467823076331631789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/5467823076331631789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wanna.html' title='I wanna'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-6411656500084918664</id><published>2008-05-07T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:22:42.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>So Creative</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;the ideas run thru my mind faster then my eyes can seem them. i an unable to verblize the things i see that my hands can write them. My hands are unable to express the things the mind sees and i return to square one. Running around in a constant search to take the ideas i see and not understand for they are beyond language. but if i can see it enough times i see that it lacks language and therefore cannot be put into any written language. but i am able to repeat and loop these things so that i can draw that out or attempt to give them a language. Language is something that is understood my all, one, some, or none. it all in the intent of how the language was used. the language you've just read was my attempt to capture an image that runs thru my mind looping over and over waiting for me to capture it. and i have. and now it has been filled without ever showing the world what the image was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language is sometimes only understood by ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-6411656500084918664?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6411656500084918664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=6411656500084918664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6411656500084918664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/6411656500084918664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-creative.html' title='So Creative'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-9199334707551698727</id><published>2008-03-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:25:00.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>You as Americans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(175, 0, 0); font-family: Courier; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ARE FUCKING IDIOTS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our country has been tricking us and doing what they want us to do. We do this thngs becasue the media spins it to make it look as it in our favor. But it is not. The American government is tricking us into doing what they want us to do. since the birth of America is been corrupt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WAR=MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and the banks have come to learn this. They have learned that if they can find a reason to force the country into war their pockets will grow fat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fund a war you need money. To get needed money you must borrow it from the Federal Reserve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: If the government owns the federal reverse why are they borrowing money from themselfs.....you can't give yourself 200 bucks when you need. NIETHER CAN THE GOVERNMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Federal Reserve is a PRIVATE banking company that deals directly with the Government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the Government borrows money from the reserve they are charged interest on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets break that down..... You have Zero dollars....you come to me and say "Hey Yosh i need 3 billion cause...whatever" I say "ok heres your money but i'm charging interest on every dollar you borrow." So...you spend that three billion and now you have to pay it back...what do you do...BORROW MORE MONEY FROM ME!!!!! doing this over and over and over again. What does this mean. THAT YOU NEVER EXIT DEBT!!! even borrowing one dollar from me would screw you over for the rest of your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now knowing that you need money for wars. and that you liek wars cause it gives you a chance to become the big dog you fight in wars even if not needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN DID NOT NEED TO ENTER WORLD WAR I...but we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWI was mainly between Germany and England...two countries that have been fighting on and off since the 1600s....How did we get dragged into WWI easy...we sent a ship with american civilans and ammo into GERMAN CONTROLLED WATERS....after they had told us that if we did they'd blow it up...What do we do....We throw a ship in there in it blows up. How do we react....OMG GERMANY IS ATTACKING US!!!! we enter WWI we borrow money bankers pockets get fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN BANKS FUNDED BOTH SIDES OFF WWII&lt;br /&gt;Germany had a plane engine during WWII that only worked when an Additive from AMERICAN STANDARD OIL was added. Which is owned by the Rockefeller family. American Standard Oil is still around...We know it as ...Chevron. Union Banking Corporation also funded Germany Nazi....The Union Banking Corp. was Directed by Bush...not our President but his grandfather Preston Scott Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny fact about how Bush..errr i mean Hitler started WWII....he bombed one of his own building and blamed it on Commys and said they needed to build an army to fight back. He also passed a law &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhyea Standard oil also funded I.G Farben that company that funded Nazi Germany with money to buy weapons and make the chemicals used to poison Jews in the camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did we get into WWII...Pearl Harbor...the surprise attack on us...WRONG WRONG WRONG!!!WRONG!!! We provoked Japan to attack us...how&lt;br /&gt;1) We stopped trading oil will them&lt;br /&gt;2) we froze all american assets they had&lt;br /&gt;3) we began trade with China and U.K breaking War Rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was NOT a surprise. Our friends from down under in Australia told us they where coming 3 days ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAM!!! We're in a war again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all alot to take it i know so i'm done and i'll leave you with this quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"AN EVIL EXISTS THAT THREATENS EVERY MAN, WOMAN &lt;br /&gt;AND CHILD OF THIS GREAT NATION. WE MUST TAKE&lt;br /&gt;STEPS TO ENSURE OUR DOMESTIC SECURITY&lt;br /&gt;AND PROTECT OUR HOMELAND"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-GEORGE W. BUSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ADOLF HITLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-9199334707551698727?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/9199334707551698727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=9199334707551698727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9199334707551698727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/9199334707551698727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-as-americans.html' title='You as Americans'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4317446160172138290</id><published>2008-02-05T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:26:33.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>I Don't Understand How</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont understand how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how people can sit at home all day and not do anything. Sitting around with nothing what so ever to fill their day besides sitting on the couch watching tv, surfing myspace hunting for comments and new friends. it drives me in fucking sane knowing i awoken in a new day with nothing what so ever for me to so. i look forward to school. its the only event i have thats like hey you have yo be here at this time. friday-monday is on a play it by ear thing. which i can't stand. i need something to do something to fill my time....after 14 year of waking up and having someplace to be almost everyday of the week not having something to do is making me go insane. and its not like i just sit at home not trying to find things to do....i hunt on craigslist for jobs, i search for photo jobs on model mayhem, i write out business plans and forms, i gather concepts for photo-shoots and screenplays....i could see myself being that rich guy who wakes up and does something everyday besides go out and party. the job hunt is going so fucking horrible. I've been hearing two things "You're over qualified for entry level work, and we can't give you a management position because you don't have a college degree" or " We're not gonna pay you that much".....all i want is a FUCKING JOB...i feel like i'm in the same boat i was when i was trying to get my first job "We cant hire you cause you dont have experience." as selfish and redirectional as this may seem...I FUCKING BLAME BUSH AND WALMART!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i blame bush- he's ruined out countrys economy and made it almost impossible to get a real job that doesn't involve saying "do you want fries with that" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i blame walmart- they began the trend of outsourcing jobs to Good ol China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i need a hug...and 100 bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4317446160172138290?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4317446160172138290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4317446160172138290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4317446160172138290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4317446160172138290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-understand-how.html' title='I Don&apos;t Understand How'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-559448896242617692.post-4041021908778190507</id><published>2008-01-24T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:28:27.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace import'/><title type='text'>The Sad Realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;I have come to the sad realization that no matter what happens after the election it'll be years before our money is worth anything what so ever if it ever becomes worth anything again. America owes China some 3 trillion dollars and at any moment is China wanted they doesn't drop the stocks and bonds given to them by George B. onto the Chinese Stock Market making them worthless in an instant. We shall never recover from what has been done to our country...i blame Sam Walton...many of you are wondering who that is. Sam Walton is the founder of the evil company ever...WAL-MART!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wal-Mart was the first major company to out source it's products production into foreign countries such as CHINA! Walmart saw that making products in China ment lest cost of productions and more overhead profits. Soon Walmart told the brands that had products on it shelves "We don't wanna pay that much for you product when we can get it cheaper" this caused many a company to move its production over to china to follow suit keeps it products in the comsumers faces and their pockets fat. It a good short term idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are many years later. the majority of all comsumer products are made in China or Taiwan now. which is means its made for cheap. But the problem with that is...COUNTRIES MAKE MONEY OFF IMPORT/EXPORT.... you get paid to export your goods to other countries for sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROBLEM= America doesn't Export anything. If you can find a product that cost for then 20 bucks and says made in america i'll give you my computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So your thinking wait we do export stuff...we have car companies like Ford, Chevy and GMC. Yes these companies are "American". Yes they have factories in America. But the majority of the cars are made in Mexico. And we can't export American cars to many places. All of Asia has way higher smog standards then America does. but not Korea..from what i hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are we as a country going to make any money if we have no real exports. Within a 10 years i say millionaires will be part of the middle class in america if nothing is done to fix this issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/559448896242617692-4041021908778190507?l=kidyosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4041021908778190507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=559448896242617692&amp;postID=4041021908778190507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4041021908778190507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/559448896242617692/posts/default/4041021908778190507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kidyosh.blogspot.com/2008/01/sad-realization.html' title='The Sad Realization'/><author><name>Kid Yosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671407395681647953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nflJW1XE8eY/SkuNajVoCsI/AAAAAAAAABk/SPE_P4u8-9Q/S220/4679_540697296358_23708249_32093030_3938632_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
