<?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-4066394540101790246</id><updated>2012-02-06T00:59:25.652-05:00</updated><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Detroit's Finest..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4223090016759976564</id><published>2010-11-30T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:03:41.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out this Bia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.belmont.edu/cornwall/we-have-moved.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://forum.belmont.edu/cornwall/we-have-moved.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to move my blog to WordPress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted an app for my blackberry...and...just was up for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blog address is&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://renaissancegentleman.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://renaissancegentleman.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4223090016759976564?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4223090016759976564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4223090016759976564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4223090016759976564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4223090016759976564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-this-bia.html' title='Out this Bia..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6707154732568733331</id><published>2010-10-20T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T12:09:34.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Vlog: Random</title><content type='html'>I dont really like my voice at all...lol. But let me know what yall think.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dS5ie1f_0-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dS5ie1f_0-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** If for some reason, the video doesnt show..heres the regular link****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dS5ie1f_0-o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6707154732568733331?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6707154732568733331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6707154732568733331' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6707154732568733331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6707154732568733331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-vlog-random.html' title='1st Vlog: Random'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6047555748914006946</id><published>2010-09-30T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:08:27.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Sexy For my...Pea Coat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themovieness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/zoolander_blog240x303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.themovieness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/zoolander_blog240x303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed as i typed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not. I'm too plain..probably too straight..and it just wouldn't work out&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;unless I was getting tons of money for it&lt;/strike&gt;. Last night , a photography homeboy of mines wanted to use me as a guinea pig of sorts,&amp;nbsp; for some shots at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little apprehensive. And it wasnt the fact that it was 11pm, in the mean streets of Detroit either, lol. I'm not a poser. I dont know what looks to make. I figured I'd look silly tryn to make serious faces..or even sillier smiling faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shots turned out good. I mean...it is me im talking about..lol. But take a look, lemme know what you think. Big props to Mike for using me for a shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaellacombe.wordpress.com/2010/09/30/get-whitted/"&gt;http://michaellacombe.wordpress.com/2010/09/30/get-whitted/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you can find him on twitter (@Micheal_Aaron) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6047555748914006946?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6047555748914006946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6047555748914006946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6047555748914006946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6047555748914006946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/09/too-sexy-for-mypea-coat.html' title='Too Sexy For my...Pea Coat?'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6763588540050946908</id><published>2010-09-28T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:30:04.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes, tweets &amp; randoms</title><content type='html'>I been on blog break...and you know how we break....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really been slacking on my blogging. I really like blogging. I just lack the patience sometimes to actually get it done. I have so many great blog ideas. I just really need to get them out of my mind and on the laptop. So im back...for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last blog was my bike riding. I failed on my 30 day streak. Between 2 random trip (Atlanta &amp;amp; Philly) and a foot injury (heel spur, I think)...that kinda ended the bike riding. And now, with the weather changing, ima have to just hit the gym more. And its no real reason I havent been working out. I have a SUPER cheap membership at Bally Total Fitness. So i'll be there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://orderorder.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/no_twitter.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://orderorder.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/no_twitter.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im taking a break from twitter. Its a couple of reasons for me doing it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Its just too time consuming. I clearly waste too much time on there. I sit, and stare at my phone, waiting for updates...this shit is out of control!! Its so much I need to be doing, and i just need to manage my time much better.&lt;br /&gt;2. Folks are just so extra. So many emotional people. Most folks feel the need to tweet every opinion they have. Like damn...just because you think it, doesnt mean you have to tweet it. Folks opinions are always better then others...just madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its just not the twitter I liked when i first got on there.&amp;nbsp; So i'll be very limited on there. I'll probably send my updates from my blog, because I really want yall to continue to read it. And I'll prob send my foursquare updates to twitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Long news has been pretty popular. I cant wait until its over. Whatever the outcome be, I hope all parties can heal and move on. I dont think I could do a whole blog on it, but check out my homeboy Kyle' Blog: &lt;a href="http://the12planet.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-homo.html"&gt;'No Homo&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techgadgets.in/img/blackberry-playbook-tablet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://www.techgadgets.in/img/blackberry-playbook-tablet.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this. This is the Blackberry Playbook...the iPad's competition. I been a Blackberry head for some years now, and wouldnt dare by an Apple product, lol. Im geeked! I cant wait until a side by side comparison of the Playbook and the iPad is done. We shall prevail! lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usaplayers.com/images/nfl-teams/detroit-lions.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://www.usaplayers.com/images/nfl-teams/detroit-lions.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a die hard Lions fan. Lose or lose...lol, I root for them. Every season. First game this season...we were ROBBED!! The other 2 games..we just lost..lol. Im hoping we can bounce back from it all. Four wins would make my day at this moment. Just sad....lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6763588540050946908?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6763588540050946908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6763588540050946908' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6763588540050946908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6763588540050946908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/09/changes-tweets-randoms.html' title='Changes, tweets &amp; randoms'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-781089180730264932</id><published>2010-08-27T01:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:16:33.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day10</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THdKMRJCz5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ad1GEiLgrmw/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMDgtMjAxMDA4MjUtMTgxMi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-793265"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THdKMRJCz5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ad1GEiLgrmw/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMDgtMjAxMDA4MjUtMTgxMi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-793265"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509954243731312530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;m getting used to this riding stuff. This day was super busy. I had no clue when I was gonna be able to get my ride on. &lt;p&gt;Did some work on the ride, and had my boys over the crib. But I had to ride out. So I left them at the crib.. And did my ride. &lt;p&gt;Got back, and I hit the grill. Steaks, Pork chops.. And some sausages. Good times. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Distance: 4 miles &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-781089180730264932?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/781089180730264932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=781089180730264932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/781089180730264932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/781089180730264932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day10.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day10'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THdKMRJCz5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ad1GEiLgrmw/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMDgtMjAxMDA4MjUtMTgxMi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-793265' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7903627212477861848</id><published>2010-08-25T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T15:03:12.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day9</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THVo8Zjp1tI/AAAAAAAAA3k/LcHEtUMAMUQ/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlraW5nLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-792908"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THVo8Zjp1tI/AAAAAAAAA3k/LcHEtUMAMUQ/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlraW5nLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-792908"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509425106019538642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Soooooo.. The picture above.. Is well.. &lt;p&gt;Not me. Lol &lt;p&gt;The bike ride on this day was, well.. Not 4 miles. At all. &lt;p&gt;I had a pretty busy day.. And it started getting late. And I still had shit to do. So I did the fastest 2 miles I&amp;#39;ve ever did. I felt like throwing up.. Legs were throbbing. I take it, it was a good workout. Since I knew I couldn&amp;#39;t hit my minimum 4 miles, I just gave it all I had for the short time I had. &lt;p&gt;I been feeling so good since I started this challenge. Really feeling more fit. And since I started back working out, its just gonna get better. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Distance: 2 miles &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7903627212477861848?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7903627212477861848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7903627212477861848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7903627212477861848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7903627212477861848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day9.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day9'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THVo8Zjp1tI/AAAAAAAAA3k/LcHEtUMAMUQ/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlraW5nLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-792908' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5211425598581914956</id><published>2010-08-23T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:32:20.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day8 (Week TWO)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THL29MaTPPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cA08se1iPUU/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMDQtMjAxMDA4MjMtMTcyNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-740249"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THL29MaTPPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cA08se1iPUU/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMDQtMjAxMDA4MjMtMTcyNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-740249"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508736825391529202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;One week down. &lt;p&gt;So far, its been a good challenge. I started out with an 18 mile ride. That was a feat in itself. Its been some great cardio for me, but I know I needed more. &lt;p&gt;So today, decided to go to the gym. Instead of my bike riding outside, I switched it to the stationary bike (pictured above). I did a little over Five miles.. And did some lifting..chest and shoulders. I&amp;#39;m really focus on being better in shape. &lt;p&gt;On the days I do the gym (or bad weather), I&amp;#39;ll be on the stationary.. and the days in not there.. Bike riding outside. Wish me well as I strive for that 4 pack and stay away from moobs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Distance: 5.5 miles&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5211425598581914956?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5211425598581914956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5211425598581914956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5211425598581914956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5211425598581914956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day8-week-two.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day8 (Week TWO)'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THL29MaTPPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cA08se1iPUU/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMDQtMjAxMDA4MjMtMTcyNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-740249' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7333924205541865559</id><published>2010-08-23T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:28:34.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THKhsirplTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/5aBu5Uu_RYw/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMzQtMjAxMDA4MjItMTY1NS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-714061"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THKhsirplTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/5aBu5Uu_RYw/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMzQtMjAxMDA4MjItMTY1NS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-714061"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508643080823739698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Getting to sleep at 5am.. Only to be up at 11am. &lt;p&gt;That was my Saturday night/Sunday morning. But was determined to make it a good day. I got my ride on. Weather was cool.. Which was great for me. No sun, nice breeze and an overcast. Came home, got dressed to head to the African World Festival.&lt;p&gt; The pic above is one of the Stilt men... Scary, lol. &lt;p&gt;Met up with some folks and had a good time. Ended it with some wangs from Sweetwater Tavern. Good people, good food, good times. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Distance: 7 miles&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7333924205541865559?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7333924205541865559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7333924205541865559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7333924205541865559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7333924205541865559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day7.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day7'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THKhsirplTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/5aBu5Uu_RYw/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMzQtMjAxMDA4MjItMTY1NS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-714061' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-1071832663398679555</id><published>2010-08-22T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:48:57.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day6</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THE42YRkXMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/W31_Batz9X8/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMjQtMjAxMDA4MjEtMjAxNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-737151"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THE42YRkXMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/W31_Batz9X8/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMjQtMjAxMDA4MjEtMjAxNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-737151"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508246326131055810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This day of riding almost didn&amp;#39;t happen. &lt;p&gt;2 reasons. &lt;p&gt;1, It rained just about all day. And 2, I REALLY didn&amp;#39;t feel like riding. The rain pissed me off because I couldn&amp;#39;t go to the Dream Cruise. I been getting hype to see all the nice cars.. All to just get disappointed. Ugh. &lt;p&gt;So After hanging out till like 5, I decided to take a nap.. And see what happens when I get up. I wake up at 7.. And pull myself to ride since it wasn&amp;#39;t raining anymore. Glad I did ride too. Was really peaceful. &lt;p&gt;Pictured about is my bike. Its a Schwinn 21 speed mountain bike. I really like it too. Had dual suspension (shocks), so it kinda makes the bumpy rides a lil better.  &lt;p&gt;Distance: 4 miles&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-1071832663398679555?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/1071832663398679555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=1071832663398679555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1071832663398679555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1071832663398679555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day6.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day6'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/THE42YRkXMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/W31_Batz9X8/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMjQtMjAxMDA4MjEtMjAxNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-737151' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5855321805484807362</id><published>2010-08-20T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:58:01.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day5</title><content type='html'>Today's ride was tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 ride was the first time I rode after a night of heavy drinkin'. I didnt like that. At all. Since i started this challenge, today was the most sluggish ride I did. I mapped out 4.4 miles and went at it. Riding in my neighborhood sucks. Drivers dont look...the sidewalks dont have the ramps...just ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG7cvyIOVnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/SPsArQViHdE/s1600/IMG00206-20100820-1438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG7cvyIOVnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/SPsArQViHdE/s320/IMG00206-20100820-1438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the house my mom grew up in. Since I riding in the area, I decided to snap a picture of the house. My mom still wants to move back in that house....dunno how thats gonna happen..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im PLANNING to ride early tomorrow. The &lt;a href="http://www.woodwarddreamcruise.com/"&gt;Woodward Dream Cruise &lt;/a&gt;. This when all the old school cars come out...and ride down Woodward Ave. Good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance: 4.4 miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5855321805484807362?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5855321805484807362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5855321805484807362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5855321805484807362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5855321805484807362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day5.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day5'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG7cvyIOVnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/SPsArQViHdE/s72-c/IMG00206-20100820-1438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-510443310066928346</id><published>2010-08-19T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T17:46:00.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day4</title><content type='html'>I still love biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think..... (lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike riding everyday is a tough task. I'm really learning that . Today. was the day, where I almost kinda sorta thought, to hell with it. But thats counterproductive to my goal. Soooo, I did just 5 miles. Rode up to Rouge Park. I remember when I younger, I used to come up here to the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG2jpEKnfMI/AAAAAAAAA3E/cEUgzUpL6-E/s1600/IMG00202-20100819-1639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG2jpEKnfMI/AAAAAAAAA3E/cEUgzUpL6-E/s320/IMG00202-20100819-1639.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pools are is HUGE. Its like Olympic size #nshit. On these hot days like this, swimming pools should take away the stress of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG2jkcG8TjI/AAAAAAAAA3A/byKcLgegj3E/s1600/IMG00203-20100819-1700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG2jkcG8TjI/AAAAAAAAA3A/byKcLgegj3E/s320/IMG00203-20100819-1700.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that I live near two freeways, its almost impossible that I dont pass one of the 2. Its somewhat uneasy going across them I'd admit. Thats the Southfield Freeway (M-39). Rush hour traffic was beginning...30 minutes from when I took that picture, backed up cars and trucks was probably lining up the freeway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Im going out early. I need to get alot of things done, so i wanna get it out the way. AND I need a new place to go to. Im thinkin riding somewhere for breakfast......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-510443310066928346?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/510443310066928346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=510443310066928346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/510443310066928346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/510443310066928346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day4.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day4'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TG2jpEKnfMI/AAAAAAAAA3E/cEUgzUpL6-E/s72-c/IMG00202-20100819-1639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2204449539008332186</id><published>2010-08-18T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:50:13.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGyp9fXJQcI/AAAAAAAAA24/XEEN1FRhzd4/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMDEtMjAxMDA4MTgtMTYzOS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-713503"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGyp9fXJQcI/AAAAAAAAA24/XEEN1FRhzd4/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMDEtMjAxMDA4MTgtMTYzOS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-713503"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506963318222963138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I decided not to ride in the am. I was still kinda tired from monday&amp;#39;s ride, plus, I had a pretty busy tuesday.  My plan, was just to clean up around the house..and get my ride on in the late evening, when it was cooler.&lt;p&gt; My plans changed when my mom called my to come over to fix her shower head.. Which killed my plans on staying home all day till riding.  So, did that... Then my boy called saying he wanted to do some riding early.. So fuck. I&amp;#39;m riding waaaay before I wanted to. He&amp;#39;s in the market for a new bike, so we went to 3 different bikes shops.. Doing some browsing. &lt;p&gt;Total, 8 miles today. I&amp;#39;m doing less riding tomorrow, thinking a quick 5 miles, and some jump roping. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;The pic I added is my shadow.. Cool aint it? Or not... Lol &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2204449539008332186?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2204449539008332186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2204449539008332186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2204449539008332186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2204449539008332186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day3.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day3'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGyp9fXJQcI/AAAAAAAAA24/XEEN1FRhzd4/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMDEtMjAxMDA4MTgtMTYzOS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-713503' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2731648557720401653</id><published>2010-08-17T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:48:03.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' Day2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGstw6FpcnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/MCJ0kaXzb4s/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc3VuLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-783413"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGstw6FpcnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/MCJ0kaXzb4s/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc3VuLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-783413"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506545287640478322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today&amp;#39;s ride was just 4 miles. I left out at around 8 this am. Came back and did some yard work. I was.. and STILL tired from my ride yesterday. &lt;p&gt;My issue today.. The damn sun!! I rode west.. So coming back east.. The damn sun was in my face. I really need to invest in some sun glasses asap! &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow ride, probably will be in the evening.. Especially since the weather been nice late.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2731648557720401653?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2731648557720401653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2731648557720401653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2731648557720401653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2731648557720401653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-day2.html' title='Bikin&apos; Day2'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGstw6FpcnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/MCJ0kaXzb4s/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc3VuLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-783413' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-1139651196388814511</id><published>2010-08-16T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:14:15.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin'</title><content type='html'>Greetings all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a challenge to myself. It was alot of bloggers that did a 30 day blogger challenge. I couldnt do it. Much love to the bloggers that did it, but Im just not that good at sticking to a script as such. I dont blog that much anyhow, plus..I didnt wanna water down my blog by doing half posts...because I know myself..and I'd be posting some bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My task is to do a 30 day biking challenge. I really love to bike ride. I've had many failed workout attempts. But I'm really trying to stick with this one because I like biking so much. So I'll be riding everyday, for a minimum of 4 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo....i'll just be logging my bike ride..maybe one ot two pictures..and maybe a couple things about my day. Nothing too long, at all. Im excited about the challenge.Today, I rode from my house to downtown Detroit. Thats 18.5 miles (round trip)!! Im very happy about that accomplishment. I've always wanted to ride downtown. Im planning a longer ride (34 miles) in October...got to work up to that one though. Heres a few pics from my ride today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGnuP8RZT3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/J5c0Yj3Ahw8/s1600/IMG00193-20100816-1347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGnuP8RZT3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/J5c0Yj3Ahw8/s320/IMG00193-20100816-1347.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool graffiti (Grand River/Warren) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGnuw_DHZNI/AAAAAAAAA2o/sXCndlxBYKw/s1600/IMG00194-20100816-1410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGnuw_DHZNI/AAAAAAAAA2o/sXCndlxBYKw/s320/IMG00194-20100816-1410.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 of the most known coney islands in Detroit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGnvSOXjQyI/AAAAAAAAA2s/4iJm1B9WRys/s1600/IMG00195-20100816-1630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGnvSOXjQyI/AAAAAAAAA2s/4iJm1B9WRys/s320/IMG00195-20100816-1630.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes!! Obeezy got gas stations!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OLSW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4066394540101790246-1139651196388814511?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/1139651196388814511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=1139651196388814511' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1139651196388814511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1139651196388814511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin.html' title='Bikin&apos;'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TGnuP8RZT3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/J5c0Yj3Ahw8/s72-c/IMG00193-20100816-1347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4645365936434233225</id><published>2010-08-06T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:40:55.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aggiemoms.org/pages/Boutique%20Files%20and%20Forms/Music_image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://www.aggiemoms.org/pages/Boutique%20Files%20and%20Forms/Music_image001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that i cant function well with out music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to workout when I don't have music to listen to. I listen to just about all types too. Haven't found much luck in country though. If I find some that works for me, im on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a listing of a few of my favorites, new and old:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AliyzbHyvA/SoyYD7jWPjI/AAAAAAAAEv8/tcTL37A2Ctg/s400/outkast_l1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AliyzbHyvA/SoyYD7jWPjI/AAAAAAAAEv8/tcTL37A2Ctg/s200/outkast_l1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OutKast: They have been my favorite group since there first album. Although I've had some disagreements with Big Boi (not gonna talk about that today, lol) I still think they reign supreme as far as 2 man rap groups. I still dont think Big Boi is that great of a solo artist..but oh well, more power to the man. &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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.uulyrics.com/cover/t/the-roots/album-the-roots-come-alive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.uulyrics.com/cover/t/the-roots/album-the-roots-come-alive.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Roots: What bad could you say about them?!&amp;nbsp; A Hip hop group thats band?! Thats just greatness.Black Thought is much under rated, he doesn't get the props he deserves. I NEED to see THe Roots in concert...thats a MUST. Next time they are in the D...ima be there. The Roots 'Come Alive' is my fav album of theirs.&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagonow.com/blogs/gowhere-hip-hop/assets_c/2010/06/dwele-www-2-thumb-580x580-170855.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.chicagonow.com/blogs/gowhere-hip-hop/assets_c/2010/06/dwele-www-2-thumb-580x580-170855.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dwele: It takes more than being from Detroit to make me a fan. This dude has made good music for some years. I got the chance see him in concert some years ago, and I was sold then. I think "Find A Way" and "Holla" are my favorite songs from the dude. &lt;/div&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/9865/John+Coltrane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/9865/John+Coltrane.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;John Coltrane: I remember the first time i heard him. I was mid teens, riding with my uncle boy that was in town in his 4runner. He was a Muslim cat from the D.C. area. Every since that day, I became a huge Coltrane fan. People talk about 2pac and Biggie leaving too soon..and thats all debatable. But Coltrane definitely left this world too soon. But like all great music, it lives far longer that the actual artist. My favorite songs are My Favorite Things and In A Sentimental Mood.&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3boo.com/cover-album/kings-of-leon-only-by-the-night-2008-mp3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.mp3boo.com/cover-album/kings-of-leon-only-by-the-night-2008-mp3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kings Of Leon: I found about these guys last yeah when I was in Wooster, OH for the summer. They are definitely not the norm of what i listen to, but nevertheless, its good music. The first song I heard was 'Closer'...which is a sorta creepy sounding sound. the first word to of the song goes 'stranded..in this spooky town..". The other songs I like are 'Use Somebody' and '17'.&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.interscope.com/images/artist/res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" src="http://www.interscope.com/images/artist/res.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other than her being this awesomely beautiful woman, she has a great voice. She only had one album 'How I Do'...and that cd is a banger! I cant beleive that it didnt even go gold (244,000) ...just shows that good music isnt always the popular shit. Favorite songs are 'Ice King' and '700 Mile Situation'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many favorites, but i need to have and ending to this posting, lol. All of what I posted is STILL in heavy rotation in my music collection. I'd recommend all of the above if you dont already listen to them . Happy listening folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4645365936434233225?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4645365936434233225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4645365936434233225' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4645365936434233225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4645365936434233225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AliyzbHyvA/SoyYD7jWPjI/AAAAAAAAEv8/tcTL37A2Ctg/s72-c/outkast_l1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5263234131326640648</id><published>2010-08-02T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T16:25:32.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skrimps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LVn-vS0B4dM/S7QzN9xzg2I/AAAAAAAABFw/oopwV0cR0qQ/s1600/nausea_smiley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LVn-vS0B4dM/S7QzN9xzg2I/AAAAAAAABFw/oopwV0cR0qQ/s200/nausea_smiley.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forth of July this year, my family had a barbecue. All the normal things associated with that day. Food, good weather..great times. My aunt had cooked some shrimp on the grill. I ate some...and got this feeling in my chest I've felt before. After some water, and some good hard breathing...things worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think im allergic to shrimp...I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason "I think" is because I don't always get the choking, chest closing feeling. I never get the reaction from fried shrimp though. My theory is that its shrimp thats not cooked well enough. I cant pinpoint it..but sometimes i get bad reactions..sometimes not. The worse reaction happened a couple years ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and two of my good friends went to Toronto a couple years ago. It was a really good time. The last night we were there, we went to this cool ass club. There, we meet this girl, who kinda hung with us for the evening. She knew of a good Chinese place for food, so after the club, we all jumped into a cab and headed to this eatery for some grub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally make it to this place. Everything smells grand. I order this shrimp and fried rice meal. Was tasting grand, best food I had in Toronto, minus the sushi i had from a place across from the hotel we stayed at. SO anyhow..we all eating, talking. I take a couple forkfuls of my food and starts to feel like my food isnt going all the way down. I dont panic. Im known for eating too fast..so im just figuring I didnt chew my food well, and thats it. As im staying calm, everyone else engaged in conversation. I grab some water, thinking that it will help...ya know, loosening the food up. As im &lt;strike&gt;drinking&lt;/strike&gt; pouring water in my mouth, its not going down..at all. Actually, the water was coming back up...similar to a stopped up toilet. NOW, I'm starting to panic..and its becoming to be apparent to my folks thats something is wrong. I get up to go to the bathroom. My thoughts at that moment is that ima have to force myself to throw up to fix this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the restroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty small. All the toilets and urinals are being used at the moment. At this point, I got the water that never went down spilling out my mouth. I glance at the sink, and was about to toss up right there. Although I know that was gonna be some nasty shit..I really didn't have a choice at that moment. As im about to toss up in the sink, a dude leave from using the urinal. That wasnt my preferred place to upchuck...but hell, I needed to stop choking before it got worse. I LET LOOSE. Once i started throwing up, seems like I couldn't stop. As this happening, some man is still in the bathroom. He says to me "man, thats nasty".&amp;nbsp; I look over at him, and i say "FUCK YOU" . I mean damn...do you think i wanna be throwing up in this damn bathroom..let alone in a urinal. So...finally..its slows up. Now, for anyone that had tossed up (which is all yall) you end it with alot of spitting. so im spitting...tryn to get the taste out my mouth. As im spitting..its thick...and this last one drops down to the edge of the urinal, and comes back up, hittin me in my lip. THAT FREAKED ME OUT!! That instantly made me throw up all over again..for another 15 minutes. I still feel bad for the person who had to clean up that mess. Because it was awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the worse experience with shrimp I've had.....hell, just a bad experience period. I havent had a "reaction" like that since...so hoping it was just a fluke. Anyhow...until the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5263234131326640648?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5263234131326640648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5263234131326640648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5263234131326640648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5263234131326640648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/08/skrimps.html' title='Skrimps'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LVn-vS0B4dM/S7QzN9xzg2I/AAAAAAAABFw/oopwV0cR0qQ/s72-c/nausea_smiley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2592554485524510772</id><published>2010-07-26T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:28:20.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/040324/172444__poeticjustice_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/040324/172444__poeticjustice_l.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was my old high school (Redford High School, class of 1998) alumni weekend. So i decided to participate in some of the festivities. I actually didn't find out about things till Thursday...it seems like im always out of the loop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go in to the picnics and parties, I have to give you a little background info. I didnt like high school. Well, I did really like the folks in high school. It was alot of stuck up folks..lot of clicks..gangs...football team bullying on folks..basketball niggas extra big headed. Just madness. I didnt stand out at all in school. I just came, did my work..and dipped out. I had friends..but I was popular by no stretch. Oddly enough, people from school ALWAYS remembering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, it was a alumni rival basketball game. Our school vs Henry Ford HS. Our schools absolutely hated each other. I always think something gonna pop off at these games. I didnt go though. I didnt like them hoopin' niggas like that...plus, I needed a hair cut..so did that instead. It was raining something crazy too. Later on, the rain stopped, and a friend hit me up..saying that the picnic going on, and lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool...im going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get ready for this picnic. What does get ready mean? We pitch in on some drank! So we get to the picnic...they got a dj, bbq going...real nice. The problem comes when I find out that its not the alumni picnic i thought it was....its the class of 2000 picnic. I graduated 2 years before these clowns. I really didn't know many of them at all. I instantly think about the scene in Poetic Justice when they crashed the picnic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we like, fuck it..lets mingle in. Soon as I was up, I notice a dude I knew..and it all got better. I started seeing some more folks I know, and it all just worked out. We got there at like 8:30...PM.. Damn picnic started at 1 o'clock..lol. It was getting dark and they were wrapping up soon after. We stayed for about an hour, then left. It was a party at a club later, went to that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday is here. I find out that the actual alumni picnic is going on later in the afternoon. Niggas need to get they stories straight!! I decide ima roll to it. So me and my boy Matisse meet up at the store..again, getting dranks ( i wont attend none of this school shyt sober) and head to the school. Now, the picnic was at the high school, on the football field. Whats crazy, is that the school has been closed down for some time. But they have a really nice football field and track (Coca Cola donated some money years ago, so it got done really nice) . I have really low expectations for this picnic. We pull up..and its cars EVERYWHERE. we had to part blocks away. It was soooo many people there. We trying to find where the folks i graduated are at. They had tents for all the decades..going back to the 70's I think. I find the 90's tent and post up there. Its mad folks i remember. Now, I didnt like too many folks, but i was finding so many folks that I was cool with . It became a reunion of just folks I havent seen in ages period. I was seeing people that i went to middle school with..people that I grew up with. all dat! I seen my boy Q, went to kindergarten with him . The shocker was seeing the one guy T . I thought this nigga was dead, like for real. I mean, no one told me he was dead..but its like if you dont hear about folks in say...15 years or so...sadly to say around the way i just assume bad shit. Plus, it wasnt like he was some scholar..so just figured the game got his ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a party at another bar afterward..they went well too. All in all...was a GREAT weekend. I didn't get much of anything i needed to do accomplished. But it was worth it. I'll catch up this week on my things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2592554485524510772?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2592554485524510772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2592554485524510772' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2592554485524510772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2592554485524510772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/07/old-faces.html' title='Old Faces'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3577182744084551377</id><published>2010-07-19T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:48:02.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last year or so had been very difficult. It seems like what ever could go wrong, pretty much did happen. Things are sorta picking up for me, but overall...not picking up as fast as I'd like it to be. Its definitely been with mix emotions, putting my heart on the line, and things not really working out.The next couple things I will mention will probably more personal than I have talked about. Never really been open about some things other than friends, but felt the need to talk about them here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forgiving myself and moving on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last May, I was pulled over for a DUI (Driving Under the Influence). That was the most embarrassing event of my life. It really just felt surreal. I couldn't believe it was happening. I had to stay overnight in jail, and post bail in the am. Since my BAC (Blood Alcohol Content) was.16...which is double the legal limit, i had to stay in jail till that level went down. Just really embarrassing. What did this cost me? I lost my car. Probably about 3 grand in costs..which is on the low end of cost when I researched fines and so forth when dealing with DUI's. I had to take a alcohol awareness class. That actually was really informative..taught me alot about the horrible effects of drinking. And....i was on probation for 1 year. Talk about feeling like a criminal. I had a probation officer, that I had to meet once a month with. Since I stayed out of trouble, I was able to end the monthly meetings in May, and is officially no longer on probation as of July 1st. I know I disappointed alot of people, including myself. People who know me know that i was very out of character for me. Im really tryn to move on from that, just making sure that it never happens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Losing my vocation, wanting a career &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last September, I lost my Job. I was CAD designer in the aerospace field. I had been employed doing that for 2 years. I kind of fell into that job. I really didnt know much about the field much, but I learned things pretty quick, and was doing well. Im not sure exactly why I lost that job. It was folks that I worked with that did less, and was much more deserving of being let go than me. I've sorta gotten over that. I'd admit, I really didnt take looking for a new job seriously till recently. It seemed like the longest vacation for the longest time. I dont want to do CAD work anymore. I really have come to enjoy I.T. related things, and really feeling that I want to be in that field. So will see how that goes. I've really enjoyed fixing all my friends pc's! Its been cool, but I  want to get paid more for it, lol.  I learned residential wiring back in high school, and i been doing that kinda work off and on since then. I just want a job that i like going to, thats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My soulmate is out here...somewhere&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im fucking 30!! And i've yet to find that&lt;strike&gt; person&lt;/strike&gt; woman that I want to be with for the rest of my life. The last person who I really felt I could be with for a lifetime, moved to Houston..and have moved on from the possibility of being with me. I've JUST really gotten over that. Its hard when you know someone since like 15 or so. But things happen, and we live move on to other things. I've dated since then, didnt work out. I've come to the conclusion that im not settling for ANYONE. I feel that im a decent fella...why should i take less? I dont wanna be single for ever, but im content with waiting it out..and being with a woman that I can say...i waited this long, and it was well worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its much more that I could say, but ima leave it at that. I'd hope that no one passes judgment on me. Im just real enough to admit my faults, and make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLSW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3577182744084551377?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3577182744084551377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3577182744084551377' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3577182744084551377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3577182744084551377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-search-of.html' title='In search of..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5711527121637247192</id><published>2010-07-18T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:39:53.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randumbs...</title><content type='html'>I dont know why I titled the blog that...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I been wanting to blog...but i clearly cant really concentrate on one topic as of recently. So, i'll revert to the good ole random post...until i can make a blog topic thats about one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Roots newest CD How I Got Over is a nice ass cd. Its good to hear real hip hop that still exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why the hell is Dan Gilbert so mad at LeBron? Well, I know why...guess I dont understand his rants. When teams cut and trade players...its never a big deal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Its Raining, HARD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It not fun being the nice guy/bigger person. But it should pay off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was doing really good working out...ever started running. But as of recent, I been totally slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have this love/hate relationship with twitter. Its totally addicting. And really time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Speaking of twitter....man...its some reaching folks on twitter. The most irritating sex and attention tweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Somehow...my tennis racket magically disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've had a Blackberry for some years now. I almost dipped out. The trackpad was the greatest improvement of the BB so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I dont like getting into debates/argument with folks. But im good at it when I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've seen some bad movies lately...like bad meaning bad. Repo Men was awful. The Book Of Eli was much over rated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One of my followers on twitter&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RA7EN"&gt; RA7EN&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; posted how she went sky diving. I don't think i could do it.I dont wanna like...DIE before i pull my 'shute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- John Coltrane's music been on my mind alot. That guy is classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think im developing an allergy to shrimp. I really hope not. But when i cant breathe...it becomes an issue, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im actually gonna blog about the first time I had a bad reaction to shrimp. I was in Toronto with 2 of my boys. it was quite the story and it really needs a blog posting&amp;nbsp; all to its self..lol. Im done with my random shit for the day...holla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5711527121637247192?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5711527121637247192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5711527121637247192' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5711527121637247192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5711527121637247192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/07/randumbs.html' title='Randumbs...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5885345029266039720</id><published>2010-05-20T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:10:08.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking my route</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://toughsledding.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/fork.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://toughsledding.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/fork.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im revisiting a the previous post '&lt;a href="http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/huh.html"&gt;Huh?&lt;/a&gt;'&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its been some months since that situation, but it seems like i've been in that same situation still, till recently. Its my fault though. I tried the silent route...figuring things would figure&amp;nbsp;themselves&amp;nbsp;out...tryn to avoid confrontation..but thats not the way to do things i guess. Its kinda interesting cuz when things are sorta public, say Twitter....its never really end to it. Even when you agree to just keep things to your selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always multiple sides to stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some folks are more friends to others...so things probably are&amp;nbsp;believed&amp;nbsp;more when your peeps got something to say, verses someone you really don't know, or know that well. I got a couple folks on twitter..thats really really cool peeps....but i'd never want then to just&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;me because we cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the one to dog someone...blame someone else for why things&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;happen. but if it&amp;nbsp;isn't&amp;nbsp;my fault..it just&amp;nbsp;isn't. I've been called emotionally unavailable...and other random shit..but really...we make ourselves available to what we want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all...it&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;not making myself out to be a victim..hell, its no victims...in my opinion. When things don't workout, you SUPPOSE to move on. &amp;nbsp;Its a sad case when you put yourself out there...petitioning the world like you been done wrong...folks&amp;nbsp;comforting&amp;nbsp;you..&amp;nbsp;looking&amp;nbsp;at the other person wrong like they stabbed you in the neck...when thats really not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't look for attention on twitter. I don't tell stories for folks to be on my side. Its just not me. But to those who do...so be it. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No..really....life goes on. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No for real...it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5885345029266039720?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5885345029266039720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5885345029266039720' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5885345029266039720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5885345029266039720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/05/taking-my-route.html' title='Taking my route'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5431226696554570077</id><published>2010-05-13T13:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:54:54.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random: Social Network Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shamzu.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/socialnetworks2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://shamzu.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/socialnetworks2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lately, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;...mostly Twitter...been getting on my nerves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, i just decided to note a couple things that I've noticed in my time on twitter/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its no shots taken...i mean..only bit dogs bark right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyhow...here we go:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Why when someone is out of line.. Or not to there liking, its always said "sit ya ass down".. Just seem like an over used term to me.. We get it, you don't like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not that big on heels on women...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;, I'm not that big on HEARING about it. &amp;nbsp;They &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;aiight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;, its not a must for me. still cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't get me wrong, I appreciate expression..esp from women.. But I don't have to hear about natural hair ALL the the time. There, I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Long ass names on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;...why? I mean, my twit name is long.. But who cares, but your&amp;nbsp;middle name on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; is 'laughinAtYouHoes'.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Twitter seems to be the place for strong opinions. Hey, its cool. But you can't make anyone like your opinion. Speak ya peace and be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If someone sends me a random drink..food item... Or mafia hit one mo gin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ats a lot of Rev runs on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;. Quoting shit like they made it. At least give credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And even that gets old. What do YOU think... Post that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Subliminal...do y'all even know what that mean!? What y'all do on twitter isn't subliminal.. At all. Y'all post obvious thoughts without an addressee. That's not subliminal, at all. So STOP saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I bitched about them never sending me this &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;sociascope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; app.. Now that I got it, really not that impressed. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think its an easy choice if you don't like what someone post constantly on twitter.. Just &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;unfollow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;. I don't see what the big deal is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Using explanation marks (!!!) At the end of every tweet isn't cool. You &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;arnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; that excited all the time!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Attention seekers...i mean damn...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;OLSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/4066394540101790246-5431226696554570077?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5431226696554570077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5431226696554570077' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5431226696554570077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5431226696554570077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-social-network-rant.html' title='Random: Social Network Rant'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7040240448543884617</id><published>2010-05-09T22:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:36:33.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Playas Club..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://asouthafricanincanada.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/stripper-pole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://asouthafricanincanada.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/stripper-pole.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;When i was 19, i used to go over to Canada to of course drink, and to check out the strip clubs. Since i wasn't old enough to do it here legally here, Me and my friends were ALWAYS in Canada. I really wasn't that into the strip club, but my friends were, so i went.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;It was ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I mean, i guess i don't enjoy it like most folks that go the strip clubs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Fast forward 10 years plus, and I've been to the strip club about 4 times since last 2 month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Why? Well, one was my boys taking me for my birthday. The other times..just&amp;nbsp;hanging&amp;nbsp;with my boys. I really don't spend money when i go, my boy pays. So for a few drinks...some&amp;nbsp;laughs&amp;nbsp;and random tig o bitties..why not. And i STILL &amp;nbsp;just think its over rated. But i did have some interesting&amp;nbsp;observations&amp;nbsp;from the times i been that wanted to share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- I see why dudes like the place. They get all this attention from the dancers. Although its all about the money...i see some silly, low self esteem dude thinking that the dancer really likes him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- That place is the biggest waste of money that i know of. When i went for my birthday, my boy spend like 300 bucks ..on dances and drinks. NUTS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Dancers really don't like when you turn then down for a dance. I&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;even watch basketball with out getting&amp;nbsp;harassed. damn bitcho...i really don't wanna smell like badussy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Its a guy there...his SOLE job is to clean off the poles and stage. That's it. Oh, and&amp;nbsp;gather&amp;nbsp;the dancers 'tips'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Some of the dancers aren't even professional...chick come over trying to get a dance...and texting on her phone. i mean...its STILL your job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- I did get dances...this one time...chick was braiding her hair while she danced on me. One&amp;nbsp;French&amp;nbsp;braid.&amp;nbsp;Multitasking&amp;nbsp;at its finest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Never really understood throwing money in the air.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- All dancers arnt there to pay for college. Some just dance, that's all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;- They serve food. Mm not sure if i wanna have my chicken dinners ruined by random flying juices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;So....would i go again?...maybe so. Will i ever understand the&amp;nbsp;fondness&amp;nbsp;of it? nope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;OLSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4066394540101790246-7040240448543884617?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7040240448543884617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7040240448543884617' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7040240448543884617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7040240448543884617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/05/playas-club.html' title='The Playas Club..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-8783557361232534306</id><published>2010-04-29T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:52:58.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>excuses, social networks, and other random mess</title><content type='html'>So i've come to one conclusion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can NOT promise that ima be a&amp;nbsp;consistent&amp;nbsp;blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, WADUPDOE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that i spend alot of time on twitter. Its seem to be the short hand version of blogging. I know 140 characters isnt really enough to tell a story...or totally get a point across...but its become addicting. I get up in the am, before brushing my teeth, and im checking my timeline (dont act like im the only one that does it). But as addicted as I am...im really feeling like its not really for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter seems to be the place where people want to make ALL their opinions fact. Everything is the BEST EVER..or the worst ever. It no middle grown it seems like. People who got sense clown the folks that dont. Folks thats been 'hated on' talk about the 'haters'. Trending topic are the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SEX!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMMFG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niggas talk about sex damn near all day everyday. As much as they talk about it, you'd think they'd be done got some by now. It used to be at night 'twitter after dark'...which was so so. I'd just go to sleep. But now, these fools be on that shit all day. Just annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how this group is on my blackberry messenger. Bless they hearts....but they talk about sex all the damn time too. I mean, one time, I tried to interject off the subject, and they didnt even see it, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Facebook...Its just a bunch of folks that wanna make long ass stats...&amp;nbsp;useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a lil more than a month since my 30th birthday. I dont feel old. I did find what i though is a grey hair....ugh. Its cool though, because im gonna have it cut all off soon. No date though...cuz i been called out on it multiple times for it. But soon enough, I'll have it cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next couple months, Im gonna be composing my 5 year plan. I gotta make my 30's the best decade. So will be making some real plans that i can make work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the conclusion that I am a true geek. Seems like i been fixing computers, troubleshooting&amp;nbsp;networks...ridding viruses for folks...lol. So ima see how this can&amp;nbsp;benefit&amp;nbsp;me...aka, get paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...until next time (when ever that is, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-8783557361232534306?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/8783557361232534306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=8783557361232534306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8783557361232534306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8783557361232534306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/04/excuses-social-networks-and-other.html' title='excuses, social networks, and other random mess'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5322873606865930350</id><published>2010-03-16T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:00:20.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So one day I was thinking of the favorites I have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then thought, 'Hey, why not tell yall!!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heres just a couple of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5-bo67WAgI/AAAAAAAAA2E/cI33orat_po/s1600-h/homescreen.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5-bo67WAgI/AAAAAAAAA2E/cI33orat_po/s320/homescreen.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Comedy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5-W0-uRAII/AAAAAAAAA2A/YP9De5_RXSc/s1600-h/1155446493_coming_to_america.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5-W0-uRAII/AAAAAAAAA2A/YP9De5_RXSc/s320/1155446493_coming_to_america.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Actor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52ZFQplLwI/AAAAAAAAA14/4zq3j2SutBk/s1600-h/morgan_freeman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52ZFQplLwI/AAAAAAAAA14/4zq3j2SutBk/s320/morgan_freeman.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Childhood sport&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52ZFmADNTI/AAAAAAAAA18/N9QQg1NDy44/s1600-h/dpr_youth_basketball_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52ZFmADNTI/AAAAAAAAA18/N9QQg1NDy44/s1600/dpr_youth_basketball_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52TqzOkkbI/AAAAAAAAA10/zOoAaeFxDMc/s1600-h/1434gummi-bears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52TqzOkkbI/AAAAAAAAA10/zOoAaeFxDMc/s320/1434gummi-bears.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dranky drank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52S_CygVYI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mWQ5l66aZZE/s1600-h/remy_martin_interbrand_redesign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52S_CygVYI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mWQ5l66aZZE/s320/remy_martin_interbrand_redesign.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52S7-BZwrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/95emYEFQ-T0/s1600-h/DHAT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S52S7-BZwrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/95emYEFQ-T0/s1600/DHAT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Old school car&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5UAmW6dNFI/AAAAAAAAA1o/OQIxzO24_vY/s1600-h/800px-94-96_Chevrolet_Impala_SS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5UAmW6dNFI/AAAAAAAAA1o/OQIxzO24_vY/s320/800px-94-96_Chevrolet_Impala_SS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Food to cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5UAYcIcQKI/AAAAAAAAA1k/vOD8QuAyBlM/s1600-h/Meadow%20Vale%20Southern%20Fried%20Chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5UAYcIcQKI/AAAAAAAAA1k/vOD8QuAyBlM/s320/Meadow%20Vale%20Southern%20Fried%20Chicken.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to make this post longer, but i was tired of looking for pictures, lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4066394540101790246-5322873606865930350?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5322873606865930350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5322873606865930350' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5322873606865930350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5322873606865930350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/03/favorites.html' title='Favorites'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5-bo67WAgI/AAAAAAAAA2E/cI33orat_po/s72-c/homescreen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4425869916979767463</id><published>2010-03-04T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:00:12.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5BovHBU-rI/AAAAAAAAA1g/vHZ416lHfgc/s1600-h/300pxthe_counts_countdown_cd1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5BovHBU-rI/AAAAAAAAA1g/vHZ416lHfgc/s1600/300pxthe_counts_countdown_cd1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is going fast already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is my second post related to my birthday...but i cant believe I'm turning 30!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I don't know what I'm doing on my actual birthday, but that Friday I'm having a joint birthday party with my aunt and a cousin at this bar/club place. should be fun. My aunt is about 7or 8 years older than me...and be acting like she 25. Really gets on my nerves. Her birthday is 3 days after mines, and it seems like every year she is trying to have a party with me. I mean, I know I'm cool an all...&amp;nbsp; ( &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; ) . But this year, she actually had a great idea for a party, so i was down with it. I'm pretty sure after next week...i"ll be celebrating my &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; damn near every day till the end of the month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this was a lame post...but i had to post something..&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real post coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;OLSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4425869916979767463?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4425869916979767463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4425869916979767463' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4425869916979767463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4425869916979767463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/03/t-minus.html' title='T minus....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S5BovHBU-rI/AAAAAAAAA1g/vHZ416lHfgc/s72-c/300pxthe_counts_countdown_cd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4130702184263700093</id><published>2010-02-26T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:17:29.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decrease to Increase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4bqwUwTISI/AAAAAAAAA1c/thBzY6ZF69o/s1600-h/Sell-Out-Buy-In.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4bqwUwTISI/AAAAAAAAA1c/thBzY6ZF69o/s320/Sell-Out-Buy-In.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meet Thomas. We'll call him 'Tom' for short.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tom is an African American, mid-twenties entrepreneur.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;His product: Crabcakes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This ninja was the master chef at making them . He simply perfected these crabcakes.&amp;nbsp; He came up with a bomb recipe, that couldnt be replicated. He started, just making them at the crib, testing them on family and friends. Everyone who had them thought that he should go in business. So he did, started off small, and things started to work out well for him. Tom wanted to expand and his business, so he sought out a building, so he could cook, and sell his crabcakes in. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tom was doing well at the crabcake business, but he lacked the funds to expand the business like he wanted to. So Tom had an idea to get some investers for his business.Tom didn't discriminate on who he asked either. He prepared a pretty good business plan. Its really outlined the contributions he wanted, and layed out what exactly he was doing with the crabcake business. He set a high amount for the minumum donations, because he was all about getting that money. As investors funds came in, Tom was able to get that building that he so wanted. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Business is going well, and things are progressively moving the way he wanted to. Tom really feels he's the shit, with good reason. He doing good, business is booming, and got the drive to succeed my any means necessary. Now, it to a point where we wants more to know about his business, so Tom decides to shoot a commercial . This is a BIG move. He does some research, noting the cost involved in a commercial showing in the city, outside of the city, ect. Tom see that a great percentage of the rural area is Korean. Since he feels that Korean men seem to want his crabcakes more, he wants this commercial to cater to them. Tom didn't feel his own people would want his crabcakes .So in the casting for the commercial, he sets out to have the lead actor, specifically be a Korean man. Now, being a black owned business man..you think that he wants to represent his background, things like that...not the case. Commercial is made. He cast a Korean Lead, and even a Korean cook!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I titled this post 'Decrease to Increase' because I understand that its sacrifice involved in most everything. I know you have yo give a little, to get a little....give a lot, to get a lot. I get that. But, to not even acknowledge who you are, hide yourself for the sake of being successful, is just awful . the term 'Sell Out' seemed to fit. Being that African Americans have been slighted so much in our history, you'd think that a being an African American MALE...Tom would be proud of his background. Im disappointed in people like that, and unfortunately, I wont support them . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4130702184263700093?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4130702184263700093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4130702184263700093' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4130702184263700093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4130702184263700093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/decrease-to-increase.html' title='Decrease to Increase'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4bqwUwTISI/AAAAAAAAA1c/thBzY6ZF69o/s72-c/Sell-Out-Buy-In.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7538183413654459355</id><published>2010-02-25T03:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T09:54:19.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4Yh8S4dtQI/AAAAAAAAA1U/U6Xf1obXL4Y/s1600-h/confused.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4Yh8S4dtQI/AAAAAAAAA1U/U6Xf1obXL4Y/s1600/confused.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had this grand blog planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter had sparked the writer in me on what I saw as some bullshit, and i wanted to express myself on that matter, so what better place right?? I was done talking to that person on that issue, and needed a place to vent on that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL....that's not gonna happen. At least not on this post. I'll have that one for Friday i &lt;strike&gt;promise&lt;/strike&gt; think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another story of sorts that i been keeping in, but i think i should vent on it as well. Its like gas, better to blow that shit out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*John Coltrane 'My Favorite Things' Live on repeat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was traveling down a new road...It really had interested me, was really feeling it at the time.&lt;br /&gt;Some reservations...but who doesn't have them when something is new. At some point of this path, I saw things i didn't care for. And I wondered, are these things i can live with? Are these things that are compromises? or things I'm just &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;tryn&lt;/span&gt; to settle/deal with. This trip had started to move much faster that i had wanted it to go. I decided that i should end this trip. much before things got difficult. so i thought. &lt;br /&gt;Did i do the right thing? Absolutely. Any longer would have brought potential hatred and strong emotional ties. But its not looked at as me doing something right, in others eyes.Its looked as me being irresponsible in giving false hopes and empty expectations. I'm the bad guy...I'm screwing people over..yeah, its my fault.....ummm yeah...how bout not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4YzXCH-02I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Sra2CikszME/s1600-h/shaq-face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4YzXCH-02I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Sra2CikszME/s200/shaq-face.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, being an adult, making adult decisions..was the RIGHT thing to do.the phrase 'right thing to do' is very relative so I've learned. I could of handled it so much differently.Been an asshole and all, but i didn't. I'm not heartless.&amp;nbsp; I have thick skin...sometimes too thick, so I'll be &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;aiigh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even sure how to end this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try...... THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;OLSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7538183413654459355?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7538183413654459355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7538183413654459355' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7538183413654459355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7538183413654459355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/huh.html' title='Huh??'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S4Yh8S4dtQI/AAAAAAAAA1U/U6Xf1obXL4Y/s72-c/confused.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4007197875365942586</id><published>2010-02-23T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:30:54.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Singles Give Good Relationship Advice?</title><content type='html'>Yes and no. &lt;p&gt;For me, yes....sorta. I&amp;#39;ve been single most of my adulthood. But, not being in one can really shed some light on what I may be doing wrong, or what others are doing wrong. &lt;p&gt;Things I do know. &lt;p&gt;-Relationships take both parties giving 100% effort. &lt;p&gt;-Compromise is necessary in every relationship. &lt;p&gt;-Communication is key to sustaining a great relationship&lt;p&gt;-Love will get you there, but won&amp;#39;t keep you there. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, I say no as well just cuz..well, shit.. If I had all the answers, I&amp;#39;d be a fool to still be single. &lt;p&gt;Anyhow, what&amp;#39;s your thoughts?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4007197875365942586?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4007197875365942586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4007197875365942586' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4007197875365942586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4007197875365942586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-singles-give-good-relationship.html' title='Can Singles Give Good Relationship Advice?'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5883323355401513867</id><published>2010-02-20T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:00:11.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B.I.G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S3_qf3sYi5I/AAAAAAAAA1M/EU_lErdyTHk/s1600-h/000-notorious_big-christopher_wallace_%28lintegrale%29-3cd-2010-covers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S3_qf3sYi5I/AAAAAAAAA1M/EU_lErdyTHk/s400/000-notorious_big-christopher_wallace_%28lintegrale%29-3cd-2010-covers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool ass mixtape. It plays the song he sampled, then the original. check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=069IRDPH" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;069IRDPH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5883323355401513867?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5883323355401513867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5883323355401513867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5883323355401513867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5883323355401513867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/big.html' title='B.I.G.'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S3_qf3sYi5I/AAAAAAAAA1M/EU_lErdyTHk/s72-c/000-notorious_big-christopher_wallace_%28lintegrale%29-3cd-2010-covers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-9115548760194154421</id><published>2010-02-19T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:43:02.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Blogging (random)</title><content type='html'>Happy friday!!!&lt;p&gt;-I&amp;#39;m testing to see how this email blogging really works. If it comes out good, ima probably blog from my phone more than the pc. &lt;p&gt;-Day 2 without Twitter. I can say, my phone battery life is soooooooo much better. &lt;p&gt;-I&amp;#39;m looking at a pretty tamed weekend. Hanging out with the R.O.C this evening and just chilling around the house the rest of the weekend. &lt;p&gt;-Anybody see the shootout with Carmelo and Lebron?? It made basketball look fun again. Denver pulled it out! #tigerwoodsfistpump&lt;p&gt;-I REALLY need to start back working out. My plan is for Monday. Hitting it hard so I can feel great for my birthday (3/24). Got keep the man boobs away for the dirty 30. &lt;p&gt;-Anyways, short and sweet for today&amp;#39;s post. Ima post some better ones next week, I&amp;#39;ll think through them a bit more. Have a great weekend folks. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-9115548760194154421?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/9115548760194154421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=9115548760194154421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/9115548760194154421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/9115548760194154421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/mobile-blogging-random.html' title='Mobile Blogging (random)'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5417596688581311627</id><published>2010-02-18T08:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:42:42.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not ready..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S3082AwMmxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/ytpVWN7FfIs/s1600-h/30th%20Birthday%20Around%20Latex%20Balloon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S3082AwMmxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/ytpVWN7FfIs/s320/30th%20Birthday%20Around%20Latex%20Balloon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn 30 next month. I'm not ready for it. Its on of those things where i thought I'd have so much more accomplished by the time i hit 30. Most my friends and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; my age and younger have kids, some married, things like that. Most have established careers..just things that I thought I'd have. 2009 was a total strain on my life, and i think it set me back a couple years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 30's also present a decade where I HAVE to make it the best decade in my life. By best, i mean being productive, establishing my future. If i fail the 30's, I'm pretty sure i can hang it up on life. That may sound harsh, but I'm just being realistic. Its so much i want, and gonna have to get it in these next 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should have had a wife by now. It isn't that easy, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I've been through my small share of relationships, friends with benefits, almost girlfriends...and to date, haven't got it quite right. I've come to the conclusion, that I'm very much sane. I just need to find the same in a woman. Now, this isn't a knock to women as a whole, just my experience. I'll figure that out, in due time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty confident things will work out for me. I have to work through a lot of things, but greatness will happen. I have great great circle of family and friends that wont let me fail. I hope to keep you all updated as things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;OLSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5417596688581311627?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5417596688581311627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5417596688581311627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5417596688581311627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5417596688581311627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-not-ready.html' title='I&apos;m not ready..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/S3082AwMmxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/ytpVWN7FfIs/s72-c/30th%20Birthday%20Around%20Latex%20Balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6161055107855596339</id><published>2010-02-17T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:16:22.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For real for real...</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've abandoned my blog long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back on here. I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im actually giving up Twitter for awhile. Its has become boring, and im just irritated with some of the things that been going on. I havent even been reading blogs like i used to. So......I just decided to take a break from twitter, work on my blog, and catch up on readings on other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it this time...i'll be here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real for real. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6161055107855596339?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6161055107855596339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6161055107855596339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6161055107855596339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6161055107855596339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-real-for-real.html' title='For real for real...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5127631123765869591</id><published>2009-12-15T12:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:00:27.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Short Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I hate facebook party invites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Typically, I try not to just flat out say im not coming, i just dont respond. They event will pass and no harm, no foul, and I didnt event have to respond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;But lately, i been having a random case of OCD, needing to clear the notifications i see when im on facebook. So i get a party invite from a dude that i know through another friend....truly a "facebook friend". We aint even cool like that. I dealt with him because of the mutual friend we have...but hell, i dont even talk to the mutal friend like that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I decline the invite. 1, we not even cool like that. We have totally different circles, and i'd rather not get caught up in any foolishness he got going.The dude middle name on facebook is "&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nodirtygirlz"..thats about as bad as having "delicious" as a nickname.&lt;/span&gt; 2, i actually have plans on that day. So even if I did hang with the dude like that, I still had things going on previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So, this idoit ass nigga decides to write on my fb wall today. It said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"daaaaaaayum i see you try to do sm fun Chicago stuff in the "D" and ppl don't support......WACK!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Im automatically pissed. Why the fuck you wanna write this crap on my wall?? I really wanted to just go ape shit on the dude. But i kept it cool, but i did respond. I said:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Well, if i have plans already...ima do that . Not that i felt the need to explain myself, but since you attemped to put me on blast on my wall.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'd hope for his sake, he wouldnt respond with some bull. Today isnt the say for that..tomorrow isnt looking good either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;OLSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5127631123765869591?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5127631123765869591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5127631123765869591' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5127631123765869591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5127631123765869591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebook-short-story.html' title='Facebook Short Story'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2300982701811422899</id><published>2009-12-03T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:06:32.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can smell 2010...</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Otis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im a former blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crowd speaks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HIIII OTIS" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I havent done this thing called blogging in such along time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, i lost the drive that i had to even blog. It wasnt in me anymore. Sure, i had thoughts, and&lt;br /&gt;things i wanted to talk about. But i just didnt feel the need to blog about them. Somethings i felt was too&lt;br /&gt;personal. Others, well..maybe just too lazy to put into words. And then, with Twitter...guess i just been on there all too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i been getting the itch to blog. Twitter doesnt allow me to get all i want out with the character limit. Im not the most wordy person, but i do need a lil longer runway to free my thoughts. plus, its just some folks on there that get on my nerves with there one sided views..just dont understand folks. Hell, i unfollowed someone today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life in 2009 been one to ball up and toss in the fire. It had more highlights at a given point, then got shot to hell. I been wondering who the hell did i piss off, for stuff to get this bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, im hoping to stay with my blogging. Im probably gonna try doing it from my phone, which should be no problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2300982701811422899?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2300982701811422899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2300982701811422899' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2300982701811422899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2300982701811422899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-can-smell-2010.html' title='I can smell 2010...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7185902183148529814</id><published>2009-06-22T07:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:37:48.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>But it started Sunday...</title><content type='html'>I've had enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten tired of folks telling me that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You be eating good"&amp;nbsp; or wanna look at my belly...or wanna say that my face filling out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was the start of my new workout-eating betting plan . I got up in the am and did 7miles on my bike and some jump roping...that WORE me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed out soon as i got back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, this is all for me. Im not doing this for the masses, but the masses really got me motivated to get on the ball with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really motivated, although its just day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in my life been stir crazy, i might &lt;strike&gt;although i probably wont&lt;/strike&gt; blog about it at some point. But right now, im just weathering the storm. Its been :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humbling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embarrassing (and no, i wasnt soliciting prostitutes either, LOL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, im built for this. Nothing is easy. Im just looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7185902183148529814?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7185902183148529814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7185902183148529814' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7185902183148529814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7185902183148529814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-it-started-sunday.html' title='But it started Sunday...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5530253747543196662</id><published>2009-06-17T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:24:07.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MOS DEFinitively</title><content type='html'>So heres a interview with Mos Def on hows the "best" in rap should do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYfNyWJQfJc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYfNyWJQfJc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5530253747543196662?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5530253747543196662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5530253747543196662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5530253747543196662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5530253747543196662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/06/mos-definitively.html' title='MOS DEFinitively'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7773483662257345273</id><published>2009-06-16T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:50:16.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse and Carraige...</title><content type='html'>First, Let me just say that im thrilled to have a job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i have gotten that out the way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mid July, my job is sending me for schooling for &lt;b&gt;2 MONTHS&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this would be pretty grand to be going to school and can come home everynight..Instead,&lt;br /&gt;Im being sent to Woo.ster, OH. Now, until i started working here almost 2 years ago, i had never even&lt;br /&gt;heard of the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is NOTHING there....at all. I heard that the hangout spot was a &lt;b&gt;Buffalo Wild Wings&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also heard that its a big Amish population there. And that they really have horse pulled carriages ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, the Wal-Mart has parking for the folks that have there carraiges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, im happy to have a job. I just look forard to summers in the D. Its nothing like summers here. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffered through all the snow...only to have to NOT be here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7773483662257345273?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7773483662257345273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7773483662257345273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7773483662257345273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7773483662257345273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/06/horse-and-carraige.html' title='Horse and Carraige...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4582494805688566553</id><published>2009-06-15T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:22:12.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of Movies..</title><content type='html'>I cant recall&amp;nbsp; a time like this ever where they were soooo many movies in one summer&lt;br /&gt;that i wanted to see. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Hangover&amp;nbsp; (which i saw this weekend and was REALLY funny!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZkbVvsxPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/IGEtnG4mZGQ/s1600-h/hangover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZkbVvsxPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/IGEtnG4mZGQ/s320/hangover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZkt0EIPEI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Jcg1ITkvLvA/s1600-h/up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZkt0EIPEI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Jcg1ITkvLvA/s320/up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bruno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZk7ssT-OI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7u5iBa_KpHI/s1600-h/bruno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZk7ssT-OI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7u5iBa_KpHI/s320/bruno.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transfomers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZlG0KPsdI/AAAAAAAAArA/5fsssjfxth4/s1600-h/transformers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZlG0KPsdI/AAAAAAAAArA/5fsssjfxth4/s320/transformers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orphan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZlYXnV9wI/AAAAAAAAArI/m2PCAsfgdeo/s1600-h/orphan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZlYXnV9wI/AAAAAAAAArI/m2PCAsfgdeo/s320/orphan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Final Destination&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZllpMXyoI/AAAAAAAAArQ/sQC3ta9Zy0w/s1600-h/final+dest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZllpMXyoI/AAAAAAAAArQ/sQC3ta9Zy0w/s320/final+dest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;G.I. Joe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZl4TA-DmI/AAAAAAAAArY/iHz_qykZJJo/s1600-h/gi+joe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZl4TA-DmI/AAAAAAAAArY/iHz_qykZJJo/s320/gi+joe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZmIftZgeI/AAAAAAAAArg/3s2ozREvnyI/s1600-h/pelham+123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZmIftZgeI/AAAAAAAAArg/3s2ozREvnyI/s320/pelham+123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZmUa_LSlI/AAAAAAAAAro/LMQpROc0Z1A/s1600-h/night+at+the.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZmUa_LSlI/AAAAAAAAAro/LMQpROc0Z1A/s320/night+at+the.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Goods: Live Hard, Sell Hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZmxqPHcgI/AAAAAAAAArw/a_XIoTQLre0/s1600-h/the+goods.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZmxqPHcgI/AAAAAAAAArw/a_XIoTQLre0/s320/the+goods.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thats my list for now...what about you??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OLSW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4582494805688566553?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4582494805688566553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4582494805688566553' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4582494805688566553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4582494805688566553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-of-movies.html' title='Summer of Movies..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SjZkbVvsxPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/IGEtnG4mZGQ/s72-c/hangover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2885543879240843116</id><published>2009-06-10T13:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:42:43.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tryn again...</title><content type='html'>So I&amp;#39;m hoping that through emailing posts from my blackberry, I&amp;#39;ll post more.&lt;p&gt;I think blogger knows that twitter and facebook taking his shine away, lol. So making it easier for folks to blog is just right up my alley. &lt;p&gt;The last 2 months have been a little better than hell, and I&amp;#39;m gonna blog about it soon. &lt;p&gt;Anyhow, just want to get to Labor day... I know that&amp;#39;s the end of summer.. But that&amp;#39;s just how I&amp;#39;m feeling. &lt;p&gt;Details to come &lt;p&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2885543879240843116?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2885543879240843116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2885543879240843116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2885543879240843116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2885543879240843116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/06/tryn-again.html' title='Tryn again...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2459424808400383259</id><published>2009-05-14T09:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:10:21.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2459424808400383259?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2459424808400383259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2459424808400383259' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2459424808400383259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2459424808400383259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7148398629608053098</id><published>2009-05-04T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:16:09.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No stranger anymore...and the randoms of life</title><content type='html'>SO i been gone a lil while, but I'm back...I think, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The J.O.B has been , lets say "interesting" the last few weeks, def will blog about that one at a later time. Im still employed, and i want to keep it that way!!&amp;nbsp; *counting my blessings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been getting these comments lately that bacisally means im fat. One guy i havent seen in a while says " Waddup man...looks like you eat GOOD!!" . Next person was my mom, she says " My baby filling up nice". And the other person, My best friends sis says " aww, i just wanna hug the big ole bear!!" ......All those means that this weight thing has to STOP!! I really just need a plan and get it going. I realized that i didnt have any have any clean gym clothes, so that halted my plans to workout today. Im ok with leaving the gym sweaty and stinky, but i refuse to go there like that.&amp;nbsp; So gonna shoot for Wednesday. Im glad the weather is getting warmer more consistanty. I'm plannning on getting some bike riding done and playing some tennis. I hate actually working out, its just so boring. But with other activities like the tennis and bikeriding, i'll have other forms of cardio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been been getting stalked for $20 dollars....TWENY DOLLARS!! I played in a basketball fantasy league this past season, and i did win. So i owe my portion, which i accept, hell...i lost. But the folks i played with are from my old job, so gettting up there to give the money isnt the most convient .The money collector ( which i've had issues with in tihe past) messaged me on facebook..on my wall of all places, telling me that he needed the money. So i messaged him back to his inbox, basically cuz i didnt want everybody in my business. I tells him that i'd somehow, ge tthe money to him...and he said cool, i'll cover you, get it to me when you can. great. that was like 2 weeks ago or so. Now, this fool be commented on fb statuses that dont even apply to what he saying, talking about this damn 20 bucks!!! really getting annoyed at this point. I almost wanted to just make him wait just to mess with him, but its not fair to the person who won, and honestly, im just tired of the lil effer bigging me about the money. I mean, damn...why say its cool when its not...will be delivering the money this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sports news...Mad Boston won, but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Joe Johnson shoot a 3 pointer from between the 3 point line and half court!! And it wasn't like it was a last second shot, or rushing...this fool just pulled up on Wade..and was a no call on the foul.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid 50 bucks for a fight that lasted 2 rounds....I knew Pacquiao would win...but man..just thought Hatton would give more of a fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this post...just hoping for a productive week..at work and at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy week folks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7148398629608053098?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7148398629608053098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7148398629608053098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7148398629608053098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7148398629608053098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-stranger-anymoreand-randoms-of-life.html' title='No stranger anymore...and the randoms of life'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2301546471338483211</id><published>2009-04-02T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:43:10.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big AL</title><content type='html'>Im not tryn to turn my blog in to a video blog...but its just been some random vids that&lt;br /&gt;i been seeing thats been real cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is Al Roker on Emenim radio show..or 50 Cent show...one of theres, lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, check it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="220" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3911713&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3911713&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="220"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3911713"&gt;Al Roker Pt3&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - The Weatherman Al Roker Goes In On Eminem!&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user953324"&gt;Radio Planet&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2301546471338483211?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2301546471338483211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2301546471338483211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2301546471338483211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2301546471338483211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-al.html' title='Big AL'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5585128931876981066</id><published>2009-04-01T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:23:33.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Haters....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok...i know i havent posted in FOREVER.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But i will have a actual post on updates in my world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So until then, check out the SUPER Obama hater...like he a real hater for real....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LAtga9zGv_w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LAtga9zGv_w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5585128931876981066?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5585128931876981066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5585128931876981066' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5585128931876981066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5585128931876981066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-haters.html' title='Hi Haters....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3043093511685178967</id><published>2009-02-14T17:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:54:47.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>"..Sometimes when you win, you really lose, and sometimes when you lose, you really win, and sometimes when you win or lose, you actually tie, and sometimes when you tie, you actually win or lose. Winning or losing is all one organic mechanism, from which one extracts what one needs." - Gloria Clemente, "White Man Can't Jump" (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That quote has stuck with me every since i saw that movie years ago. Life is definitely a emotional roller coaster. You can find out some of the greatest news only to have a great loss. But all experiences should help us grow in life, at least they should help us . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3043093511685178967?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3043093511685178967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3043093511685178967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3043093511685178967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3043093511685178967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3750748490180987598</id><published>2009-02-11T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:16:28.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>What some folks will do for K. 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 &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;3:50am..my alarm clock goes off.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am awaking at this awful early time because I have a 6:40am flight to Lincoln, NE. Im back on this rotating schedule for my job until June. Yay….&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So after texting my ride to make sure he was up, I starts to get myself ready to head out the house. I take my dog out, and I start to get this strange pain in my stomach and side. I just had a juice, so was wondering was that the cause of this ungodly pain I was having. I know also that my body don’t agree with much of any kind of food or drink at 4 in the am…so kind of attributed it to that. 5 am comes , im sitting on the couch waiting for my ride to get there, and this pain gets worse and worse. Kind of felt like some sort of muscle spasm..Couldn’t really put my finger on it, but it hurt! In the back of my mind, I thought maybe this was a sign to stay home. But im a trooper.! And secondly, with the way the economy is, couldn’t see it looking too good me ditching a work trip.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My ride gets to my house, so off to the airport I go. Im extra uncomfortable the whole ride there. My stomach was on some other stuff, and my boy left his glasses at home, so instead of seeing the signs on the freeway…he’s seeing green with white letters. I made it safely to the airport and proceeded to the e-ticket check in. As I approach the line, I start to feel sick as ever, started sweating and all. I ask the lady at the line where is the nearest bathroom, and she directs me.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir, please take your suitcase with you.”&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had nothing on my mind but getting to the bathroom. (sidebar, as much craziness that’s been happening at airports, I bet I looked super suspicious forgetting my suitcase. I was not up for a cavity search and allegations of bombs in my bag)&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gets my bag, and I head to the bathroom. False alarm. But I really felt like I need to get something out of me. Tried to make myself let it out….wasn’t working. I head back up to check my luggage and get my ticket. So after going through a rather quick screening, I head to my gate. At this point, I really cant walk 20 feet without leaning over, it was THAT bad. I head to the bathroom...&lt;i&gt;again . &lt;/i&gt;Finally tossing up something , so I feel slightly better. Im going to my gate now, which its about maybe…30 yards away. I swear, at the 10 yard make (yes, it was yard markers on the floor, lol) I feel awful all again, seems worse. I take a seat near my gate as they let all the first class passengers on. Im really second guessing this trip at this point. Its one thing to be sick, but sick at the airport, tryn to take a trip is the worse. I keep tryn to convince myself that I need to make this trip…it gotta be important, especially when&amp;nbsp; I got told on Thursday that I need to take a trip on Monday for a week. Its time for me to get on the plane. The lady scans my ticket, and im in the line waiting to actually step foot on the plane. Now…I really feel like crap, and I know if I get on this plane, theres nothing no one can do for me.So reluctantly, I head off the plane , letting the ticket folks know that im not making this flight.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back to the bathroom I go. I keep thinking that if I throw up, I’d feel better. Well, that wasn’t working. After a few times, a kept wondering if I was gonna be rolling out of the airport on a gurney. I really felt like I was dying. I proceeds to lay down in the bathroom floor in my stall (now, im in the handicap bathroom…so its a lot of room, lol) rocking side to side . I couldn’t even stay still. I had to be really hurting to be laying on a damn public bathroom floor. I finally feel im a lil better …just better enough to get to where the seating is where you wait for your plane to lay on the floor there. Im totally suffering. Really thinking that ima need to have the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;EMS&lt;/st1:place&gt; come pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;At this point, I’ve missed my flight, which was a connecting one. So I know that ima have to reschedule this damn flight. I really wanted to go home for the day, and just trying again tomorrow. Off to the ticket counter again to figure this out….but not before heading to the bathroom again… &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; . After the pit stop, I get to the counter, and explain my situation to the ticket lady . I tell her that I need to reschedule my flight for tomorrow that I missed today. She tells me since im not getting a flight today, that I need to go down to some black phones that are really far away to call someone…what the hell. I take this super long walk down to these special black phones for them to tell me that its $150 to reschedule my flight for tomorrow. Thanks, but no thanks. Lord knows I want to stay home today, but I couldn’t justify the 150 bucks to flight our tomorrow. I head BACK down to the ticket counter to get the next flight out . 50 bucks is better than 150 that they wanted for the next day flight.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Still not feeling in no shape at all to fly, I decide to man up, and make this trip. Its around 8:35am, so its super busy now in the airport. New flight time, which means that I have to go through this security screening AGAIN , and its so many folks here now. Im &amp;nbsp;having 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;, 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; thoughts about this trip. Really trying to be the company man, but this blows. Before boarding this flight, i stopped to get some pepto so I can coat my stomach. Took that, and I finally board my flight. Not feeling better, but hoping that this pepto helps out. As they are coming around for refreshments, I think to get a ginger ale. That goes down so so. Im still uncomfortable in the seat, so im constantly moving ..glad it was a seat between me and the next guy. I had to use the restroom on the plane, but was a false alarm.&amp;nbsp; Finally I doze off (Thank God) and wake up as we are landing.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I land in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Minneapolis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. In the mess of things, I didn’t get a change to get my ticket to my connecting flight, so had to find that out . And just my luck…Im at F14…and where is my connecting flight..A2!!! As far as East is from West….and it boards in 10 minutes. Now, I haven’t been able to walk much , let alone run or walk fast .&amp;nbsp; Luckily, the flight was slight delayed, because I was not running for this flight. We all board, and this flight is not going well for me. I started to sweat again…feeling like something needs to come up. I tried to wait till the seatbelt light was off, but I couldn’t wait. I head to the only bathroom on the plane, and yup..its occupied. The dude finally comes out, and I dash in the super small bathroom. The pepto and the ginger ale from the last flight came up. I was in there FOREVER. I get back to my seat a half hour later, and try to maintain myself till this flight is over.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I lands in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lincoln&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; around 1pm, and just happy to be off a damn plane. I already decided I wasn’t working today, just wanted to rest of and rid what ever this is that I have. I check in my hotel, and hoping to get some sleep there…which didn’t happen. I stayed sick for a couple more hours. And there is where I had the worse upchuck of the day..but I think that helped out the most . I pondered what was wrong. After talking to a few folks, I attributed it to food poisoning. And I narrowed it down to what I ate too, just craziness. I started to feel much better Monday evening and been cool every since. I come home this weekend and will be there for a couple weeks till I head out back here. Hoping I don’t have anymore sick stories for you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-8507439728059383495?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/8507439728059383495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=8507439728059383495' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8507439728059383495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8507439728059383495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-morning.html' title='Monday morning....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-8378249595934961813</id><published>2009-02-03T20:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:04:55.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In....</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; 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I’m back on this &amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;bullshat&lt;/s&gt; wonderful schedule. So on and off,&amp;nbsp; I’ll be out here back and forth till June!!! Arrived here on Monday, and that was a story and a half. Missed my first flight because of apparent &amp;nbsp;food &amp;nbsp;poisoning. I’ll be blogging about that real soon. Anyhow..dont wanna spread anymore depression, lol …I’ll holla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;OLSW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-8378249595934961813?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/8378249595934961813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=8378249595934961813' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8378249595934961813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8378249595934961813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-in.html' title='Back In....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SYj3CfkNGGI/AAAAAAAAAn4/XtpzgIDJV30/s72-c/Welcome_to_Nebraska-Nebraska.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5528041752673428636</id><published>2009-01-29T17:17:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:19:32.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Dumb...</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/js/2.0/video/evp/module.js?loc=dom&amp;amp;vid=/video/crime/2009/01/29/dcl.stupid.criminals.cnn" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;Embedded video from &amp;lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/video"&amp;gt;CNN Video&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5528041752673428636?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5528041752673428636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5528041752673428636' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5528041752673428636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5528041752673428636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-dumb.html' title='How Dumb...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-1338781157172311738</id><published>2009-01-26T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:50:28.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some that I've seen</title><content type='html'>In the last couple weeks, i've been watching movies  like crazy.  Been super cold...and hey...bills been a coming. Detroit Edison i swear is a monopoly. So with that, heres the movies that i've seen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX28SiQiSMI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/y40InlVTG_0/s1600-h/Last_dragon_%281985%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX28SiQiSMI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/y40InlVTG_0/s200/Last_dragon_%281985%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Last Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've seen parts of this movie, but never the whole thing from beginning to end. And i have to say, you can really see how dated this movie was.  Made in 85', you had Leroy Green ( &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taimak"&gt;Taimak &lt;/a&gt;) walking around in a karate suit with w huge straw hat....um...yea. And it wasn't like he was in Chinatown somewhere.   And the Shogun of Harlem aka Sho'Nuff...was a true character. I hear that there is suppose to be a remake with Sam Jackson Playing Sho'Nuff....curious to see how that is gonna work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX28p-klDqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/G6z8cT60hZU/s1600-h/enterthedragon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX28p-klDqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/G6z8cT60hZU/s200/enterthedragon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enter the Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching The Last Dragon prompted me to wanna see some Bruce Lee. I've watched this movie plenty of times, but its a classic! Funny how stereotypes was still shown back then . Like why did the black guy (Williams) had to be hassled by the cops? lol. But that was a great movie. That and Chinese Connection was 2 of the better Bruce Lee movies in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX2-lpBunvI/AAAAAAAAAnw/fsSggUQ3dpk/s1600-h/eastwood.grantorino.011109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX2-lpBunvI/AAAAAAAAAnw/fsSggUQ3dpk/s200/eastwood.grantorino.011109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grand Torino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if this movie wasnt made in Metro Detroit, im not too sure of i would of even watched it. Clint Eastwood is cool...but, he aint all that. But was impressed by with his acting in this movie. he was an evil ass in it too!! Most of the movie was filmed in Highland Park, which isnt too big at all and isnt one of the greatest parts of metro detroit...which made me even more curious to see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX29KU_9tjI/AAAAAAAAAng/7jXoVIct_O4/s1600-h/express.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX29KU_9tjI/AAAAAAAAAng/7jXoVIct_O4/s200/express.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was about Ernie Davis, the first black Heisman trophy winner. Rob Brown ( Jamal from Finding Forrester) played Davis and Dennis Quaid was his coach.  Really interesting to see how sports was so heavily affected with segregation in the 50's and the 60's. Definitely  would recommend this movie . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX2-HXzLR8I/AAAAAAAAAno/ai4rg-0t9L8/s1600-h/marley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX2-HXzLR8I/AAAAAAAAAno/ai4rg-0t9L8/s200/marley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Marley &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie truly reminded me about my dog...it was crazy.  Most Owen Wilson movies are pretty cool anyhow. Marley was  Labrador  was deemed as the worse  dog ever in the movie....which makes me wonder about my "active dog" , lol. Maybe its the Lab in my dog that make me relate the two.  Overall, I think for dog lovers or not, was a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday folks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLSW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-1338781157172311738?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/1338781157172311738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=1338781157172311738' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1338781157172311738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1338781157172311738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-that-ive-seen.html' title='Some that I&apos;ve seen'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SX28SiQiSMI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/y40InlVTG_0/s72-c/Last_dragon_%281985%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2025496353321278526</id><published>2009-01-16T11:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:57:32.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullet,You Dead!! </title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cowhitted%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cowhitted%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cowhitted%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:"Cambria Math";	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:1;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-format:other;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;}@font-face	{font-family:Calibri;	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-unhide:no;	mso-style-qformat:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	margin-top:0in;	margin-right:0in;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	margin-left:0in;	line-height:115%;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:11.0pt;	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoChpDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	mso-default-props:yes;	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoPapDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	line-height:115%;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Title of this blog was a quote from a great uncle (not great as in wonderful or of high praise,&amp;nbsp; but my dad's uncle), who passed away on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; "Bullet",&amp;nbsp; is a nickname for an uncle of mines..Coming from the shape of his head, lol . The story was, a while back that my great uncle (L) got into with my grandma. So , she called the cavalry and they came over to whoop up on uncle L . Uncle Bullet didn't get in on the beat down from what I heard, But uncle L was upset that Bullet didn't help him out..hence saying the " Bullet, you dead!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got off work Thursday to go check on my grandma. Although her and uncle L had their issues, that was her brother and she loved him dearly. I knew uncle L , but wasn't the closest to him . Gets over to my grandma house, and i hear that folks are gathering over uncle L daughter house.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;i&gt;REALLY&lt;/i&gt; wanted to get home, let the dog out and chill a bit. But I decided to stop over my cousins house to see how everybody was doing and such. Plus, sad to say, but would give me a chance to see all the family that I haven't seen in a while. On my dad's side of the family, seems that we only get to see each other during time of grief. &amp;nbsp;And to no surprise, the dranks was flowing and the aroma of the "other" cigarettes were in the air. I've always wondered why some people have to get jacked up when folks pass away. I guess it suppresses the feelings of what's actually going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So in the midst of passing the bottle and catching up with some fam i haven't seen in a while, i was&amp;nbsp; meeting family that I haven't seen or barely knew. Its an odd feeling meeting someone that's your family and they know you , but you have NO clue who they are. Its not too hard figuring out who I am, they say I look just like my dad. &amp;nbsp;And its not so funny that everybody wants to comment on me growing &lt;i&gt;wide &lt;/i&gt;...just more motivation to keep up with working out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Overall, i had a good time with the family. Funeral is next week, so hope all goes well. I don't anticipate any foolishness&lt;strike&gt; like folks jumping in the casket&lt;/strike&gt;, but we'll see. When you start off a year like this, it has to get better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;OLSW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2025496353321278526?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2025496353321278526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2025496353321278526' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2025496353321278526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2025496353321278526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/01/bullet-you-dead.html' title='Bullet,You Dead!! '/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5911264340198900572</id><published>2009-01-11T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:23:34.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Darnell</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cowh%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cowh%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cowh%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:"Cambria Math";	panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-charset:1;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-format:other;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;}@font-face	{font-family:Calibri;	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-unhide:no;	mso-style-qformat:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	margin-top:0in;	margin-right:0in;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	margin-left:0in;	line-height:115%;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:11.0pt;	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoChpDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	mso-default-props:yes;	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoPapDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	line-height:115%;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What’s up D, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its been so different since you been away. I’ve had a lot of sleepless night since that November a couple years ago. I always been wondering why things happen the way they did. I wish I had the chance to holla at you before you left, then again…I don’t know what I would of said. I remember the last conversation I had with you. I was sitting in my driveway, messing around with my car. We talked about taking a vacation that next year and that you was proud of me for just the good things that I was doing. I never got to tell you, but you were the big brother that I never had. You gave me so many good nuggets of wisdom that I keep to this day. And it’s crazy, cuz I have some long standing friendships, some that stretch over years and years. But we didn’t even know each other that long at all…maybe 3 years I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I remember calling you&amp;nbsp; after I got off work on a&amp;nbsp; Monday, wanted to hang a lil and thank you for taking me out to lunch that Friday, but i just got your voice mail. That Tuesday morning, was &amp;nbsp;heart breaking for me, I could believe that you were gone. I realized that when I called you the day before, you were already gone.&amp;nbsp; I cried at my station just wondering if this was really happening.&amp;nbsp; My feelings were hurt. The world stopped for a moment, and I just couldn’t understand who could be so cruel to take a man away from his wife and kids and child to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do have a confession though. Every since I went to the baby shower for the baby to be, I haven’t been able to talk push myself to talk to your wife to see how things are going. Its sounds crazy, but I just didn’t know what to say. I felt that I would just break down when I would have talked to her. But I felt that I’ve grown over the years and I will get in touch with her this year, to see how she and the family is doing. I know she’s a strong woman, so I know she’s taking care of the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A portion of what I have become as a man has come from the time that you were in my life. I have definitely learned to value the people in my life, because you never know when they will be gone. Really want to thank you for the things you shared with me and times we had hanging out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Otis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5911264340198900572?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5911264340198900572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5911264340198900572' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5911264340198900572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5911264340198900572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/01/letter-to-darnell.html' title='A Letter to Darnell'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3841456296844277630</id><published>2009-01-05T13:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:17:08.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The workout plan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SWJSOg8_1EI/AAAAAAAAAlo/x5lwf6qdnN8/s1600-h/10204355A%7EExercise-Posters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SWJSOg8_1EI/AAAAAAAAAlo/x5lwf6qdnN8/s320/10204355A%7EExercise-Posters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week, before the weekend ended, i started my goal of working out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; I was able to do 2 days last week, and it was a KILLER! I felt good though because i was really pushing myself. i've always been good with lifting weights, but cardio has ALWAYS been my downfall.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hate running on the treadmill. I hate it. I think you may get the picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I've found a friend in the elliptical . Thats my buddy..lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So heres the thing, i don't think working out is fun...at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its just one of those things that i know that i have to do, so im trying to get it done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What I have found out that I cant workout at all without music. Its so necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And especially on the elliptical..that can be super boring as well, so my mp3 player helps the situation. I did find a trick that helps me when im trying&amp;nbsp; to get my cardio on. Using my mp3 player, i just try to play good songs that i wont look at the time left. And towards the end, i'll&amp;nbsp; find songs that i like that takes me till the end of my workout. So far, its working and i'll use that concept till it gets boring..then i'll have to find something else that will keep me going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy workout folks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3841456296844277630?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3841456296844277630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3841456296844277630' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3841456296844277630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3841456296844277630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2009/01/workout-plan.html' title='The workout plan...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SWJSOg8_1EI/AAAAAAAAAlo/x5lwf6qdnN8/s72-c/10204355A%7EExercise-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2047174162493800375</id><published>2008-12-19T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:06:31.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dying Breed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SUxf-GvbUqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/L-Amxcvz304/s1600-h/humblepie-logo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SUxf-GvbUqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/L-Amxcvz304/s200/humblepie-logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dying breed that I want to talk about is Humble Man/Woman. ..Where are they??  It seems that no matter where I look…read…watch..overhear…seems like the world is tooting their own horn…that’s right, the arrogant, cocky, always bragging…….Human.  Guess im just tired of hearing a person boasts about what they are great at doing. What a person’s “bests” are. How their &lt;strike&gt;shit&lt;/strike&gt;  poo poo smells better than the next. It’s just annoying as all hell. I think that the line between confident and arrogant tend to be crossed more that it should be. “Habitual line steppers” as Charlie Murphy says.  You can be proud of you’re the things without the excessive pats on the back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does this come from?  I have the slightest clue. I’ve never  been  one to brag or boast. Just not in me. I feel that I have been blessed and I have lots of things that I could …I guess,&lt;strike&gt; jump on my soapbox and tell the whole world that im the shizzzznit&lt;/strike&gt; toot my horn about. I don’t know, I guess it could be personality driven. I feel like if a person just live their life, and speak through &lt;i&gt;example&lt;/i&gt;, that of which they have will be shown.  No need to tell the world you make the best meatloaf on the planet…or you are smart as a whip…for me, I wonder…did I even ask you for  this shit information?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has been brewing in me for awhile. And I almost thought about not posting it, just cuz I don’t  want folks to think that im taking shot at them…like a 50 Cent “ how to rob” blog post, lol. I actually been seeing it a lot at work. So that’s what made me want to post it, then after thinking about, its in the blog world too, lol. But hey, everybody’s different. And different is what keeps things interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for 2009 and beyond...Speak through Example &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2047174162493800375?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2047174162493800375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2047174162493800375' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2047174162493800375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2047174162493800375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/12/dying-breed.html' title='A Dying Breed'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SUxf-GvbUqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/L-Amxcvz304/s72-c/humblepie-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2726629384243797194</id><published>2008-12-18T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:47:48.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Brownee</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fo.get.whitted%2Falbumid%2F5281245335577999185%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DWGLRPbTVjJ4" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made it a year....well, almost. She was born in December but i didnt get her to late January. But hell, i didnt think i'd make it this long. Its been cool...spent alot of money on random carpet cleanings...many of hats tore up..i could go on and on with the things she messed up, lol. But overall, she's a good dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that are new to my blog, see earlier post on her, dont feel like finding the links, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend Folks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2726629384243797194?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2726629384243797194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2726629384243797194' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2726629384243797194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2726629384243797194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-brownee.html' title='Its Brownee'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5215209742291802072</id><published>2008-12-15T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:28:28.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SMH....</title><content type='html'>Last week sometime, i was leaving work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im driving on the service drive and i notice the car liscence plate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SUZ18u9wK4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/WPtEL106aAk/s1600-h/IMG00005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SUZ18u9wK4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/WPtEL106aAk/s320/IMG00005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, i had to do a triple take to see it, and grab my phone and take a pic while still driving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For those who cant make it out ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its an Ohio plate that says&amp;nbsp; "NOBAMA"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, it could be saying "no bama" or "nobama" like a last name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But im going with &lt;b&gt;No Obama&lt;/b&gt;. i wasnt so shocked that someone would have that . I mean, i've seen worse on the internet. But he's a brave soul. Creeping around the outskirts of Detroit, hell...any pro Democratic place just seemed odd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Monday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5215209742291802072?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5215209742291802072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5215209742291802072' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5215209742291802072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5215209742291802072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/12/smh.html' title='SMH....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SUZ18u9wK4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/WPtEL106aAk/s72-c/IMG00005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6875323542357357382</id><published>2008-12-09T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:43:54.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/ST76uUE62NI/AAAAAAAAARM/HmsBu19tueY/s1600-h/in_shape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/ST76uUE62NI/AAAAAAAAARM/HmsBu19tueY/s320/in_shape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've come to the conclusion that im &lt;b&gt;WAYYYYYYYY&lt;/b&gt; over the weight that i wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most recent weigh in comes at a staggering &lt;i&gt;252&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most i've&lt;i&gt; ever &lt;/i&gt;weighed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about 190 in highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 240 in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work trips to Nebraska did me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters.....I could tone down this here belly of mines....Its really getting out of control. I think ima have to go on a beer fast of something. Just toning in general would help the cause . To most, I tend to carry my weight well. Im 6ft..so its not that bad..if i was 4 in smaller, not that would be an issue.&amp;nbsp; But im getting to the point of not like the heavy O. I don't wanna lose alot. I like my size for the most part. I just wanna tone and really rid this damn keg im carrying around .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......im thinking of a master plan . I could say that i will start January 1....but......thinking its gonna be sooner. Anyhow, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6875323542357357382?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6875323542357357382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6875323542357357382' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6875323542357357382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6875323542357357382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-ive-come-to-conclusion-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/ST76uUE62NI/AAAAAAAAARM/HmsBu19tueY/s72-c/in_shape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2189302243434426648</id><published>2008-11-30T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:14:27.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>Its starting to snow....i mean, i know it comes every year in Michigan...just never ready for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing Madden online and getting smashed....damn gamer geeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cant be just me, but &lt;b&gt;Plies&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Kirk Franklin&lt;/b&gt; looks like really close relatives....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/STLnnbH2YmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3Gy5DqmJ7_c/s1600-h/pliesorg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/STLnnbH2YmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3Gy5DqmJ7_c/s200/pliesorg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/STLnvyh-oyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/09nUTJwzcDE/s1600-h/kirk-franklin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/STLnvyh-oyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/09nUTJwzcDE/s200/kirk-franklin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister just got a dog for my nephew.... has no idea what she about to go through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powers that be&lt;i&gt; finally&lt;/i&gt; admits we are in a recession...what took so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Tropic Thunder" recently...was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should taken today off....really lacking motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im rambling....so im out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2189302243434426648?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2189302243434426648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2189302243434426648' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2189302243434426648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2189302243434426648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/STLnnbH2YmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3Gy5DqmJ7_c/s72-c/pliesorg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6610697176809159583</id><published>2008-11-24T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:56:34.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Kimmel on whats good jokes for our new Pres.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LqxEhC9EEg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LqxEhC9EEg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Pres.'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6472418483165841657</id><published>2008-11-20T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:56:46.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Cant Get Right</title><content type='html'>I cant get right...&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i cant do a damn thing right..&lt;br /&gt;And when i want to comfirm..im come off as annoying .&lt;br /&gt;When i think right is the way to go...the right way was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Even when i have the greatest intentions,&lt;br /&gt;I take the joy out of things.&lt;br /&gt;Cant express the feeling of knowing that's how you feel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it make a difference what i feel, not looking like it.&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention &lt;i&gt;greatest intentions&lt;/i&gt;..umm yeah, that shit dont matter.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz when the perception is made, how you wanted it to come off aint worth a hell.&lt;br /&gt;I have fucking feelings too!! i cant show mines cuz we normally dont&amp;nbsp; have that option.&lt;br /&gt;Men want to stay hard core, but thats for the birds sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;And really, the way things are going, my feelings would just fall in the category,&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;i&gt;cant get right&lt;/i&gt; category. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im stressed too ya know.&lt;br /&gt;Shits not exactly peaches and cream for me.&lt;br /&gt;But hey...I try to make the most out of it no matter the case. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know, this is new to me . &lt;br /&gt;Everybody don't come into every situation totally experienced.&lt;br /&gt;If i dont know something, im not ashamed. Cuz i know i can find out.&lt;br /&gt;But the way i feeling, i dont wanna ask shit..maybe later, but not now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6472418483165841657?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6472418483165841657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6472418483165841657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6472418483165841657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6472418483165841657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-cant-get-right.html' title='Mr. Cant Get Right'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-892740426693814673</id><published>2008-11-12T01:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:00:00.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SRmrrQnxAwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yxo7FXuCKYk/s1600-h/obama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SRmrrQnxAwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yxo7FXuCKYk/s1600-h/obama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SRmrrQnxAwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yxo7FXuCKYk/s320/obama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So i thought this was interesting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cant say i would have done it, but hey...who am i ..lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The artist was my barber.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kinda cool eh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;O &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-892740426693814673?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/892740426693814673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=892740426693814673' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/892740426693814673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/892740426693814673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/11/semi-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Semi Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SRmrrQnxAwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yxo7FXuCKYk/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3359319026680431369</id><published>2008-11-05T09:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:02:11.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Must Go On..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So election night was ok for me. Yeah, Obama won..lol. But i was dead tired. I actually was sleep when he got over the 270 electoral votes, was a long day. I could never take away the significants of an African American being president . In thinking about it, it took way more than the black vote for him to become president. Although it was a great turn out for the black vote, we didnt totally get him here . If took alot of non black voters as well to know we needed a change, and McCain wasnt the solution. Doesn't hurt that Bush was horrible too.And also, i wasnt the emotional broken down African American that i saw and heard about. I didnt cry or sob or anything like that. I mean , i was happy. I still know the significants and all...just no tears..sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Been wondering also, what do i expect of this President. I dont know...just a better economic country again. The Clinton times were great. Found myself singing &lt;i&gt;"..just got paid....friday night.."&lt;/i&gt; often, lol.Fast forward to today,&amp;nbsp; and the bills still cometh . I remember hearing a interview of Drew Carey. Cant remember it word for word, but he was asked about the best thing he enjoys about being successful, and Drew said not having to worry about bills. I totally would be less stressed out if i did have to worry about bills. that would be the life. But since i do, i wont daydream about that much. I have an uncle who used to ALWAYS talk about what he'd do with all the millions he'd have once he hit the lotto . Dont get me wrong, its cool to dream. But i heard it all the time. Like, man..whats up with the present. Lets keep that moving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just this past October, i made it a year on the new job...guess its not new anymore. I remember the first months, wondering would i even make my 90 days. Was a long road...but my year has came and went, and im pleased. With the michican economy as it is..its great to be working. Heard that at my old place of work, they got fools reapplying for there jobs...then, IF they get it back...they have to take a pay cut to damn near entry level pay. So you telling me that i have to do the same job...but less pay.....really interesting. I swear, being under employed is damn close to unemployed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Weekend is here, and YAY for that. I did a post about the &lt;a href="http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-wish-list.html"&gt;Acer Aspire One laptop&lt;/a&gt; that i wanted, but i decided to go with the &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/laptops/asus-eee-pc-1000ha/4505-3121_7-33370209.html?tag=mncol;lst"&gt;Asus Eee Pc&lt;/a&gt;. Its a real cool small laptop. Will be a chill weekend for the most part, and looking foward to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend to all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3359319026680431369?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3359319026680431369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3359319026680431369' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3359319026680431369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3359319026680431369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-must-go-on.html' title='Life Must Go On..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6768842665512056960</id><published>2008-11-03T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:00:37.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still a Kid a times....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SQ-BvFOyiqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/M62vpxzMILc/s1600-h/IMG00587.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SQ-BvFOyiqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/q3BQv_8nObw/s320-R/IMG00587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This my newest toy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The PS3....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did i need it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nah.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But wants shooooo feel good!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he he....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6768842665512056960?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6768842665512056960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6768842665512056960' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6768842665512056960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6768842665512056960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-kid-times.html' title='Still a Kid a times....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SQ-BvFOyiqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/q3BQv_8nObw/s72-Rc/IMG00587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-1263764490433516377</id><published>2008-10-28T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:06:57.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the WISH LIST!!</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to get a new laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been seeing some stuff out there thats pretty cool. At this point, i just really surf the web...random downloading..things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, im not a fan of Vista, so i been tryin to find a laptop that didnt come with it...which seems to damn&lt;br /&gt;near on every laptop with the exception of Macs..and not a fan of them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i came across the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aspire_One"&gt;Acer Aspire One&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its small....and i like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SQcGWGfXI2I/AAAAAAAAANw/cJb8ta7Nz58/s1600-h/acer_aspire_one1_500x333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SQcGWGfXI2I/AAAAAAAAANw/MCC1Z-d2WQE/s320-R/acer_aspire_one1_500x333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic here shows the size in relation to a hand so you can see how small it is. I like it because of the moblility you have with it. I can toss it in my bookbag and be on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one i want had 1gb ram, 160gb hard drive and a 6 cell battery....which all of them stats are found in alot of regular size laptops. Being the size it is, it doesnt have a cd drive....but so!!! i have a mp3 player, so i just plug it in to download stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its faily affordable. For the one i want, its $399.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that will be my X-Mas to myself....hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-1263764490433516377?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/1263764490433516377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=1263764490433516377' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1263764490433516377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1263764490433516377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-wish-list.html' title='On the WISH LIST!!'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SQcGWGfXI2I/AAAAAAAAANw/MCC1Z-d2WQE/s72-Rc/acer_aspire_one1_500x333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4138492546282842787</id><published>2008-10-22T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:48:08.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SP-q3b1AEmI/AAAAAAAAANg/GTilpkMu1o4/s1600-h/busy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SP-q3b1AEmI/AAAAAAAAANg/GNck5uMo4tc/s320-R/busy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt; deadlines and....just life, i been crazy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to blog more, just havent had time to put some good thoughts together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...I'm checkin my blog supscriptions and been reading when i can .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be blogging soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4138492546282842787?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4138492546282842787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4138492546282842787' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4138492546282842787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4138492546282842787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy.html' title='Busy....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SP-q3b1AEmI/AAAAAAAAANg/GNck5uMo4tc/s72-Rc/busy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2238537228872523768</id><published>2008-10-16T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:27:51.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its All About The Benjamins....</title><content type='html'>So i was skipping through the world wide web, and stumbled across this video. What had started talking about the &lt;b&gt;NFL&lt;/b&gt; and its fines , turned into what I've always felt, which is that professional sports exploiting the players and such. They could give a rats about the players, long as the league makes there money.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's is a vid of a former player, stickin up for the players...right on homey!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="361" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3647080"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3647080" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always" width="440" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;btw...its my 50th post!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2238537228872523768?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2238537228872523768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2238537228872523768' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2238537228872523768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2238537228872523768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-all-about-benjamins.html' title='Its All About The Benjamins....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7817618906757361833</id><published>2008-10-08T10:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:40:24.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi Wordless Wednesdays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;So its not that cold in the D..well, not yet anyhow ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;I went to Lil Ceasers (pizza joint) 2 times in the past week. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;First time was this past saturday, and then last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;I had on a hood sweater, nothing major...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Its&lt;b&gt; FALL.&lt;/b&gt;.not winter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Both times i went, i seen 2 different chicks with winter clothes on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOzAVqCG0NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/iw3PeRdUAfA/s1600-h/IMG00569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOzAVqCG0NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/G7KZx01GvUY/s320-R/IMG00569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, im not even sure what the material this coat is that she got on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Only can speculate...random white and brown mouse.....who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOzBix8ZGDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/st5j8PMyFls/s1600-h/IMG00572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOzBix8ZGDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/iDCi2NUvTsY/s320-R/IMG00572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;These boots are made for....Winter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;I just couldnt beleive she had on them big ass boots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;So i realize that she had on a big coat, but i had missed that opportunity cuz she left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOzBC1l2nSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Jh3MZcv0cjU/s1600-h/IMG00573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOzBC1l2nSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8rmnkTQKnUQ/s320-R/IMG00573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But she came back in because something was wrong with her order..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With that big ass coat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I swear it wasn't &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt; cold.....it really wasnt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Wednesday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7817618906757361833?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7817618906757361833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7817618906757361833' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7817618906757361833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7817618906757361833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/semi-wordless-wednesdays.html' title='Semi Wordless Wednesdays..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOzAVqCG0NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/G7KZx01GvUY/s72-Rc/IMG00569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7520182653831960787</id><published>2008-10-06T21:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:34:26.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wired Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOq74-XC_8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/sN2PJErqofg/s1600-h/the+wire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOq74-XC_8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/DMcn8HSJUC8/s320-R/the+wire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its finally over.....well for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; that is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Will admit.....i came on the scene super late on this series.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not having cable will do that for you , lol ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have to say, it was the best series I've ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Im glad to see folks from &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;The Wire&lt;/b&gt; makin moves post series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was flipping channels and saw Marlo Stansfield on "&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Heros&lt;/b&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont dare tell any of the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i dont think its too many more folks that havent seen it...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7520182653831960787?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7520182653831960787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7520182653831960787' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7520182653831960787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7520182653831960787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/wired-up.html' title='Wired Up'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOq74-XC_8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/DMcn8HSJUC8/s72-Rc/the+wire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6783909618111321701</id><published>2008-10-04T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:13:59.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take that..take that....</title><content type='html'>Im normally not a fan of Diddy and his videos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially that damn one about gas being too high to fly his personal jet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nugga please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i saw this one and thought it was kinda funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psssssssssssss.....Rock the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Vote&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/70wGnx_lZio&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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/70wGnx_lZio&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6783909618111321701?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6783909618111321701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6783909618111321701' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6783909618111321701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6783909618111321701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-thattake-that.html' title='Take that..take that....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-8283402315613928660</id><published>2008-10-02T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:25:36.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Illmatic to...</title><content type='html'>Im a big fan of &lt;b&gt;Nas&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been loving his music since&amp;nbsp; his first album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the chance to see him in concert...and it was &lt;b&gt;ALL GOOD&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; lost&lt;/span&gt; my voice rapping to damn near every song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarface opened..and Foxy Brown was&amp;nbsp; a special guest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; so special anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...heres some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Have a good weekend folks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOQuLqmupmI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BjxLEknB_M0/s1600-h/GEDC0186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOOH3pz013I/AAAAAAAAAJg/N6Fwx10Tsdc/s1600-h/School+Days.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOOH3pz013I/AAAAAAAAAJg/6HmTGC4K5Z0/s200-R/School+Days.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Mrs Liss, Kindergarten- She was the nicest teacher i think i ever had. I think that's when i found out that i didn't like raisins ..We ate them all too much for snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Mrs. Gay, 8th grade Fine Arts- Outside looking in...she looked like the sweetest teacher, but boy did she have a temper, especially if you didn't sing a song right, lol . But as bad as we were, when we had to sing Stevie Wonder's "ribbon in the Sky", everybody was on one accord for that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Mr. K, Elementary&amp;nbsp; music- For the life of me, cant remember his actual last name..But it was hard to pronounce it, he just went with Mr. K. I played the clarinet. It was cool, just wished i had kept with it. I played the Tuba in high school...but that was one of the things i shouldn't of done, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Mr. Phillips, Middle school, Computer tech - When you think of the geeky computer teacher, that's him. Kinda reminds me of a refined Bill Gates. Most i remember out of that class was playing "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmen_Sandiego"&gt;Where in the world is Carman Sandeigo&lt;/a&gt; " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Mrs.Joswick, 2nd grade- 2 things i really remember about her....1.Newport cigarettes and 2.Coffee. She was super mean...to everyone but me, go figure, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Mr.Lowe, High School sub- Now , this dude was interesting. Think of ..Rev. Brown from Coming to America..just more drug addicting looking....thats him!! He caught the bus to school...so students used to clown him for that ( Detroit is a drivers town...if it was NY, different story) . They say he used to play professional football...but i cant confirm that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Mrs.Williams , Honors English, 11th grade- In thinking about her, she actually reminds me of our First lady Michelle Obama. I didnt like the class because i was in it with a bunch up folks that thought they were extra smart cuz it was advanced English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Mr.Whitt, Elementary Sub- He was one of the first cool Black teachers i had. Very cool since we almost had the same last name..as rare as mines is(when your a kid..its the simple things that works for us, lol.) But did have this one setback....we he got super talkative, he had that white build-up in the corners of his mouth...yuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Mr.Elcowitz , Economics , 12th grade- Lil short guy..nothing too major i remember about him , but i aced that class!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Mr.Garbinski, Elementary Art- Was one of the classes i enjoyed going to. Funny, i think he &lt;i&gt;JUST&lt;/i&gt; retired within the last 3 years or so ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Mrs.Hogg, 12th grade English- Maybe it was her name...but she did kinda have a pig-like nose. She was just weird. She always were a ...guess you could call it a fishing vest. Pockets everywhere. Whatever you needed, she had...from postage stamps, bus tickets...ect. Very strange .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Ms.Hyman, Gym/fitness, Middle school- If Rambo was a woman....and Black....thats what Ms. Hyman is. She actually was a cool teacher, but most folks couldnt get past the fact that she didnt smile often...or the fact that she could scale a rope to the tip of the gym ceiling faster than any guy or girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Miss Ballard, High School sub- Talk about a fine woman..Miss Ballard, Miss Ballard, Miss Ballard..(waddup 12Kyle!!). One day in particular, she was doing the attendance call. She got to my name, she paused. " Hey Otis, did you have a cousin came Corey?" My last name isnt too common, so it was a older cousin she had dated at one time....The bloodline got good taste!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/"&gt;ThirteenThursday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7501712015349378059?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7501712015349378059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7501712015349378059' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7501712015349378059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7501712015349378059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/10/thursday-thirteen-13-teachers-that-i.html' title='Thursday thirteen : 13 Teachers That I Remember'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOOH3pz013I/AAAAAAAAAJg/6HmTGC4K5Z0/s72-Rc/School+Days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-6453930688883176924</id><published>2008-09-30T11:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:09:44.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU SUCK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOJLU9cAlbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ohM0uMkumPE/s1600-h/blogger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="208" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251842938928928178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOJLU9cAlbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ohM0uMkumPE/s320/blogger.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="243" /&gt;&lt;img /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had this great blog made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blogger is on some Bull...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-6453930688883176924?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/6453930688883176924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=6453930688883176924' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6453930688883176924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/6453930688883176924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-suck.html' title='YOU SUCK!!!'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SOJLU9cAlbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ohM0uMkumPE/s72-c/blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7311704174464779278</id><published>2008-09-28T10:52:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:12:43.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Are Back!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SN-a3LRnqWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2jjA6Nmt_R0/s1600-h/the_office.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251085963247462754" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SN-a3LRnqWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2jjA6Nmt_R0/s320/the_office.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;So im not a big tv head...at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Hell, i dont even have cable...(yes...there are folks out here that exist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I may watch alot of movies, but tv shows aren't really my thing..especially series shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; is one show i can watch ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"&gt;religiously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Season 5 just started and the first episode was hilarious!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I'd suggest this show for folks who got a free Thursday slot in your tv viewing pleasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;It competes with Grey's Anatomy ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Have a good week folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7311704174464779278?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7311704174464779278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7311704174464779278' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7311704174464779278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7311704174464779278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/they-are-back.html' title='They Are Back!!!!'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SN-a3LRnqWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2jjA6Nmt_R0/s72-c/the_office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7375192425429538282</id><published>2008-09-26T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:17:47.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Match Begin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SN2H6Js6YNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sKc3SpOmjis/s1600-h/barack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SN2H6Js6YNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sKc3SpOmjis/s320/barack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250502173690323154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a nice clean fight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;12 rounds!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No low blows..(come on....you know thats gonna happen)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Keep the issues at hand!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Touch gloves....Lets GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7375192425429538282?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7375192425429538282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7375192425429538282' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7375192425429538282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7375192425429538282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-match-begin.html' title='Let The Match Begin!!!'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SN2H6Js6YNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sKc3SpOmjis/s72-c/barack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-8964024685203324445</id><published>2008-09-24T11:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:37:52.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Naga...Naga...not gonna work here anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SNpb--hjL6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/uKhWsZ7DZLQ/s1600-h/matt-stupidity-millen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SNpb--hjL6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/uKhWsZ7DZLQ/s400/matt-stupidity-millen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249609453147467682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SNpb--hjL6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/uKhWsZ7DZLQ/s1600-h/matt-stupidity-millen.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He's gone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No matter fired or resigned....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He's out of here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Just hoping the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;get it together.. &lt;/span&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="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&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/4066394540101790246-8964024685203324445?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/8964024685203324445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=8964024685203324445' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8964024685203324445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8964024685203324445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/naganaganot-gonna-work-here-anymore.html' title='Naga...Naga...not gonna work here anymore...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SNpb--hjL6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/uKhWsZ7DZLQ/s72-c/matt-stupidity-millen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4060708824038119060</id><published>2008-09-18T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:13:30.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback vid..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the short time the show was on...The Chris Rock Show was funny as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"How not to get your ass kicked by the police!"&lt;/span&gt;was one of the more funnier ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of scenes to check out if your in a rush :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;-1:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1:36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-2:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uj0mtxXEGE8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uj0mtxXEGE8&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weekend folks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4060708824038119060?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4060708824038119060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4060708824038119060' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4060708824038119060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4060708824038119060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/flashback-vid.html' title='Flashback vid..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-1472112475987521865</id><published>2008-09-18T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:58:51.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>day off..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SNJrc7kmKBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qD2l1HMTXI8/s1600-h/FerrisBuellersDayOff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SNJrc7kmKBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qD2l1HMTXI8/s320/FerrisBuellersDayOff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247374660611745810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im off today.....work that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try to take care of some things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yall have fun in the work world today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-1472112475987521865?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/1472112475987521865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=1472112475987521865' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1472112475987521865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1472112475987521865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-off.html' title='day off..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SNJrc7kmKBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qD2l1HMTXI8/s72-c/FerrisBuellersDayOff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3858250295206527922</id><published>2008-09-15T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:03:14.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Differences..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMvb57wTBCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EnnSphSwdtw/s1600-h/ApplesAndOranges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMvb57wTBCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EnnSphSwdtw/s320/ApplesAndOranges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245527979342365730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in the city, its a  predominately black...African American population. Never seen many whites, or any folks for that matter. But in the work field, especially in the design field, i tend to be the minority. Im a people person, so it don't bother me at all. Never been a prejudice person at all...my best friends are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; black&lt;/span&gt;....LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are differences that I've that seen between us and whites folks...like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;apples&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oranges&lt;/span&gt;.   Heres a couple examples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Heard one talking about how his relatives had to put down a horse that had. a HORSE...who has them as pets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Funerals....theres are quick and easy. Ours...well...NO ONE sticks to the 2 min comments rule....never, in the history of Niggadom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Child discipline. My mom never put me on time out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Euchre"&gt;Euchre&lt;/a&gt;. We do spades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They do pranks like....put a dirty diaper in your car. I wish a .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apples&lt;/span&gt; are different from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oranges&lt;/span&gt;...but still fruit. We all different, don't mean bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3858250295206527922?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3858250295206527922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3858250295206527922' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3858250295206527922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3858250295206527922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/differences.html' title='Differences..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMvb57wTBCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EnnSphSwdtw/s72-c/ApplesAndOranges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2590936501018888869</id><published>2008-09-11T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:52:28.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hometown Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMmE_Buf4EI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9w19vkhQkH4/s1600-h/Detroit-Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMmE_Buf4EI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9w19vkhQkH4/s320/Detroit-Black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244869459379740738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born and raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered if i could live somewhere else..Atl....Ny....Cali.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably couldnt go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to leave my family and friends that I love the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My city has had some negative attention as of recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad the bulk of the mess is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im not fond of the choices they made for leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All change isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish the Lions would do better. Fire Matt Millen (CEO) is what i been saying for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the coaching changes and players and such, he's the only constant after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a potential blackout this Sunday at Ford Field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish folks would stop going so that they would make changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if they selling out every year with losing records.....why change anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a big Pistons fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be pissed off when they lose .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially in the playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2003 draft was one of the biggest mistakes the Pistons ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigers and the Red Wings...have to admit, im a fair weather fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to see them win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its nothing like watching the Pistons or the Loins play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or The Wolverines or the Spartans play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Times..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2590936501018888869?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2590936501018888869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2590936501018888869' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2590936501018888869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2590936501018888869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/hometown-love.html' title='Hometown Love'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMmE_Buf4EI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9w19vkhQkH4/s72-c/Detroit-Black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4850873058144189758</id><published>2008-09-09T02:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:37:15.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5...Almost</title><content type='html'>I was having a conversation with a good friend of mines. He said that a guy posed him with a question....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Whats your top 5 albums of all time? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not a simple question.....at all. So we stared thinking about it. you cant do it, lol. I mean.. you have to at least separate it in to genres . Rap....R&amp;amp;B...jazz.....just not a simple and plan Top 5 list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to stay with rap for todays discussion. Our music taste are pretty similar..some of our top 5 was the same...some not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say top 5...but i couldn't narrow it down to JUST 5. I was tryin, but i just couldn't eliminate some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no order....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMXHjnQ_2JI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qG5JGVa5cF0/s1600-h/G1-12-Album-Outkast-Aquemini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMXHjnQ_2JI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qG5JGVa5cF0/s200/G1-12-Album-Outkast-Aquemini.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243816755792435346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                  Aquemni- OutKast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was truly a classic album. I say no order, but this might be my number one all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/owhitted/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMZvUpSKGYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/By7s5yWHsHg/s1600-h/gm+soul+food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMZvUpSKGYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/By7s5yWHsHg/s200/gm+soul+food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244001216589601154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;   Soul Food- Goodie Mob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;                         Again.....classic cd. Was so pissed when they did  "World Party" though&lt;/span&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMXH_J9jLgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u4q54bO-y9k/s1600-h/MosDef%26TalibKweliBlackStar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMXH_J9jLgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u4q54bO-y9k/s200/MosDef%26TalibKweliBlackStar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243817228962573826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  BlackStar- Blackstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2 of the dopest lyrics spitters make an album...how cool is that. The track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; "Respiration'" With Common...have to say one of the better collaborations this hip hop generation has seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMZzW8HmyzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EOQibSKacw4/s1600-h/Common+-+Like+Water+For+Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMZzW8HmyzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EOQibSKacw4/s200/Common+-+Like+Water+For+Chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005654051867442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Common- Like water for chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; From track 1...its a pretty solid cd. "Thelonius" with slum village (hometown homeys) hits real hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMZrj5Rj-sI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Ahm0yGigxs0/s1600-h/7385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMZrj5Rj-sI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Ahm0yGigxs0/s200/7385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997080533596866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                                  All Eyes On Me- 2Pac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"..Out on bail...fresh outta jail California dreamin'.." Pac had some nice work...this was probably  my favorite cd of his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have other albums thats gonna mess me up as far as maintaining a top 5....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Illmatic- Nas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Things Fall Apart- The Roots &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Reasonable Doubt- Jay-Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik- Outkast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ready to Die- Notorious B.I.G &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure im forgetting some key albums...and i know i will be reminded of that as well, lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4066394540101790246-4850873058144189758?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4850873058144189758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4850873058144189758' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4850873058144189758'/><link 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type='text'>Real Talk...</title><content type='html'>The mayor....yaddaaa yaddaaa.....who give a hoot!! sick and tired of hearing about the mess...the most comments come from folks that dont ev&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;en live in the city..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real Talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turn signal isnt your right to change lanes...its a SIGNAL to let the other drivers know you wanna get over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real Talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women will be women....dont try to understand...( hope none take offense...if so...oh well  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real Talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcardi 8.....some good sh!t......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled with my step dad ..(mom and him was never married.not even together..but he still got that title) and had a blast. killed a 12 pack and chopped it up a lil....thats my Nigga for real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-8301125798568448871?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/8301125798568448871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=8301125798568448871' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8301125798568448871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/8301125798568448871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/real-talk.html' title='Real Talk...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3246368651313042251</id><published>2008-09-04T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:02:14.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad as F*ck.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMBYEJJWtXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/P1LRwZyJq70/s1600-h/mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMBYEJJWtXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/P1LRwZyJq70/s320/mad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242286794457134450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bad enough work was ultra boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I had planned on going home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Showering up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cooking my pork chops that i seasoned last night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And watching the first NFL game of the season.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;In stead.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My dog decided she wanted to get out the cage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Relieving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; herself throughout the house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tearing up my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Detroit Tigers hat.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Among other things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Emptying out my garbage and getting what she wanted out of it......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tissue......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just toooo much to name......&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="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Im headed to "Cheers " to watch the game......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Definitely a few drinks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cuz i need it......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hope work see's me tomorrow......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3246368651313042251?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3246368651313042251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3246368651313042251' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3246368651313042251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3246368651313042251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/09/mad-as-fck.html' title='Mad as F*ck.....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SMBYEJJWtXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/P1LRwZyJq70/s72-c/mad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4052892981996789050</id><published>2008-08-30T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:11:04.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLhLGqhou8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/K-vQ6qQIpA0/s1600-h/IMG00518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLhLGqhou8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/K-vQ6qQIpA0/s320/IMG00518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240020744312241090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;...on the 2 cent slots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4066394540101790246-4052892981996789050?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4052892981996789050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4052892981996789050' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4052892981996789050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4052892981996789050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/08/lucky-me.html' title='Lucky me...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLhLGqhou8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/K-vQ6qQIpA0/s72-c/IMG00518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3440699811764387686</id><published>2008-08-26T02:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:11:45.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So..............................</title><content type='html'>I was gonna blog on things i hate..part 2....this is &lt;a href="http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-you-hate-it-when.html"&gt;part 1&lt;/a&gt;, but my mind was all over the place..plus, didnt exactly feel like being a hater. Its 10:10pm..and although i shouldnt..ima have a beer anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLNoCkJYgsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ecT7xr1BNg4/s1600-h/IMG00513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLNoCkJYgsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ecT7xr1BNg4/s320/IMG00513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238645184834077378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh........its sooooo good..once it hits the lips....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-her-name-is-brownee.html"&gt;Brownee&lt;/a&gt; is getting so big..and still a handful. She is 8 months now.Whenever she greets me at the door...its a problem, because she suppose to be in her cage!!! The great prison break !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLNpOjqbgqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FBaGZTobgwY/s1600-h/IMG00501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLNpOjqbgqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FBaGZTobgwY/s320/IMG00501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238646490374308514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a blog lurker. I can admit it....i read alot of blogs. And for some, i dont even comment. I just like reading them. Sometimes i dont think i have anything worth saying..so i just read and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats up with bloggers retiring and takin sabbaticals and such...its just kinda funny to me..thats all. Dont mean any harm to those bloggers that may take offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while i get my second beer........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i wish i could blog more. But my thoughts scatter too much..its hard doing the blogs i do now. They would all for the most part be random thoughts. Gonna try to channel my thoughts more to have structured blogs lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"... When the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yellin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm a pimp by blood, not relation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Drunk of Dom, silk and gators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Spittin words makin birds till they flock see you later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Whether, drunk or high, skunk or thai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nigga play against some playa shit, slugs gon fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ain't no lie, pimped out, the SSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nigga don't ask why, just respect it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She bought me the necklace, the bracelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Benz-o, she laced it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Crib-o, got it, interior decorated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now my popularity grew, in each state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I got two in each state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Used to drink brew and eat steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I pop bottles with models, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;large estates on larger states" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was TOTALLY random..just popped in my head, lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, earlier i was wanting to hear the song "Victory". I was thinkin that was on a BIG cd...but was on Puffys "No Way Out"cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5M8v0caE__8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5M8v0caE__8&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt bring up BIG without bringing up Tupac.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIL8Vr5HWPM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIL8Vr5HWPM&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think im getting sleepy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3440699811764387686?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3440699811764387686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3440699811764387686' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3440699811764387686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3440699811764387686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/08/so.html' title='So..............................'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SLNoCkJYgsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ecT7xr1BNg4/s72-c/IMG00513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7400586202440379784</id><published>2008-08-18T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:58:39.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home In The D....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SKmp90BapkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nUR5PGmx-jM/s1600-h/detroit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SKmp90BapkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nUR5PGmx-jM/s320/detroit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235902921196611138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im finally back home from my back and forth trips to Nebraska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly love my city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me about the mayor....cuz i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to see my fam.... my friends....my dog...all just wonderful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a huge to do list...and it keeps growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to blog  more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7400586202440379784?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7400586202440379784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7400586202440379784' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7400586202440379784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7400586202440379784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-home-in-d.html' title='Back Home In The D....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SKmp90BapkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nUR5PGmx-jM/s72-c/detroit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4712309995901070269</id><published>2008-08-11T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:34:35.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Morons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had T-Mobile for a long time....LIke since 02'. In Michigan...Detroit to be more specific, I get great service. I've been traveling to Nebraska for a couple months on business, and cant get good service to save a negro life!!!  I finally got fed up and called them. I had to find there 800 number cuz i wasnt about to pay for that call from the hotel ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-mobile rep: Hello!!!! this is (&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;random white chick&lt;/span&gt;) , how are you??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: im aiigh.....could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: How may i help you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: Well, im out of town in Nebraska on a business trip, and i get really crappy service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Oh my...well, lets get to the bottom of it. Are you calling me from your mobile phone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: (&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hell woman, if i could call you from the fucking cell phone, why would i be calling you in the first place at early o'clock???!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;) No im not, i dont have adequate service to call from my mobile phone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Im very sorry to hear that. Lets see what we can do about that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****asking random technical questions i dont feel like typing******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: And its difficult to check my voicemail because of the lack of service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Well, you know you can call your  mobile phone from your hotel phone to access your voice mails??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: (&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This chick on them good drugs...she expect me to call and PAY on these high ass hotel phone to check my voicemails&lt;/span&gt; ) I pay a monthly service fee to you all, dont feel the need to pay again to check my voicemail on your service .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: I totally understand and we are very sorry about your service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an uneventful call to them. I leave on Friday for good (hopefully) so i will just deal with it and look forward to getting home. If i didnt sign a service agreement just a few months ago...i'd really be shopping around for a new carrier. Although i know i wont get a better plan..i feel like saying i'd shop around for new service, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Mutha F***as could i say in a conversation about my service here..(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RIP BERNIE&lt;/span&gt;) ...tooo many to count. But oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4712309995901070269?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4712309995901070269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4712309995901070269' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4712309995901070269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4712309995901070269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/08/t-morons.html' title='T-Morons...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5438477223926483919</id><published>2008-08-05T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T14:56:28.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why..</title><content type='html'>Why couldn't my dad be more like John Q...&lt;br /&gt;Willing to give his heart for my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Instead, constantly tugging and breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did my mom lose her job..&lt;br /&gt;Got so frustrated to walk off,Instead of letting the bastard fire her...&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwoman currently on hiatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was i the first male,&lt;br /&gt; Out the projects to graduate from high school since 88'..&lt;br /&gt;Never thought i was accomplishing nothing that great..&lt;br /&gt;Or was it that every other man that fucked up within that ,&lt;br /&gt;And was just doing something normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did a childhood friend get hit by a car a die when i was younger..&lt;br /&gt;Was the same street  my mom caught me crossing with him the day before..&lt;br /&gt;Keep wondering why was i spared and his life taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did my sister have my nephew at such a young age..&lt;br /&gt;I remember when she told me, i could not believe it..&lt;br /&gt;she told me last because she thought I'd be mad at her..&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how mistakes can make such great kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can keep asking all the questions ..and never get the answers.&lt;br /&gt;But those things happened for a reason,&lt;br /&gt;And i cant change them. So i move forward..&lt;br /&gt;I will focus on what i can change,&lt;br /&gt;Put my energy in those things..&lt;br /&gt;And make them happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5438477223926483919?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5438477223926483919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5438477223926483919' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5438477223926483919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5438477223926483919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/08/why.html' title='Why..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-290104255488394196</id><published>2008-08-04T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T10:21:42.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy's Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's law&lt;/strong&gt;  is an adage in  Western culture that broadly states "if anything can go wrong, it will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back in Nebraska... For 2 weeks. Its my last trip out, so thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wouldn't  be a day with out Murphy's Law peeking his punk ass head in my life.   I get to the airport... And I NEVER get curb side check in. It just don't seem right.  So as I'm walking to the door a nwa worker gets my attention. She asks me did I want to check in at the curb side. Telling me the lines are super long and such.. So I follow her. Now, won't even mention the whole thing about her mentioning a tip... Before she did anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW..so I do the check in. Really fast, and I throw her a couple bucks. Hell, I should of balled it up and tossed it in the street.. Hate folks that want a tip for doing THERE job... They call that your wages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get to Nebraska. Before landing , the pilot announces that its 100 degrees in Lincoln. WTF?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fully anticipating this wonderful heat... I go down to the luggage carosale to get my bags. Get my small suitcase, and waiting on the big one. The conveyor stops... And I see the worker literally THROWING luggage... I mean, forcefully on the floor. I couldn't believe it... Well, I can believe it. But damn, I actually seen him throw em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My large suit case never came out....so im super pissed. I go to the customer service counter to see whats up with my stuff. As i get there, i see all the other folks that bags were thrown.&lt;br /&gt;Everybodys complaining to them..hell WE ALL SEEN THE DUDE TOSS THE BAGS!!!!! There response...." heres a complaint ticket, fill it out if you with" . No....No...NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Call his punk ass out here, so we can ask him what was the deal in throwing the bags. CRAZNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my bag.....ummmm yeaaaaaa. I ask the lady about it . She politely tells me that its still in Detroit. I kinda wanted to have that bag with me...lol. But i dont trip, cuz its no use...cant change the situation. So i go to Wal-Mart, cuz most of my  underware and socks..and toothbrush....and deodorant......just all the stuff i really need is in that bag, so i pick of those items just in case i dont get my bag soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i was half sleep at about 1130pm...i get a call from the front desk that my back had arrived at my hotel...thank GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will NEVER.....NEVER do curb side check in EVER EVER again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-290104255488394196?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/290104255488394196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=290104255488394196' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/290104255488394196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/290104255488394196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/08/murphys-law.html' title='Murphy&apos;s Law'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-3224283107502799516</id><published>2008-07-24T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:49.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen: Places I’ve visited..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SIihr-NkTHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/btLW1kCuOTk/s1600-h/StarterGlobeFSM_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SIihr-NkTHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/btLW1kCuOTk/s320/StarterGlobeFSM_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226605144369810546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....i stole this post from &lt;a href="http://divaliciousopinions.wordpress.com/2008/07/23/thursday-thirteen-places-ive-visited/"&gt;Someone&lt;/a&gt; ... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Atl, Ga...I have family down there, so been down there a lot of times. Its wonderful down there during the x-mas holiday..weathers great! Hell, WAY better than the Michigan winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Boston, Mass. ...Was there for on a work related trip. Got a chance to visit Harvard and had some of the Bestiest Clam chowder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Egypt, Africa...Well, i cant totally count this one, lol. I say that because it was on the way to another place and i never got off the plane...just sat there and refueled for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ethiopia , Africa..WONDER PLACE!!! We see all the stereotypes at home on tv....barefoot, flies on them...mess like that. True enough its there...but hell its everywhere. But thats just a small part of what i saw. Beautiful women...educated people.  We Americans got this notion that all Africans are super dark...like purple black, lol. But thats a different part of Africa (Sudan). These folks were fair skinned..even light skinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Lincoln, Nebraska..My second home...i work out there for my job time to time...nothing there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. London, England...Wasn't  pressed at all. Weather was bad...nothing to see...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Mendahall, Mississippi..Have you ever heard about those towns where it starts right after the railroad??? this is that!!! lol . But it has the nicest people you could imagine there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Mexico..HOT AS HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Montego Bay, Jamaica...Great place! I do remember going to the McDonald's or Burger King...and i think that the ice cream was goat cheese, lol. But Dunns River Falls was great...getting to climb up the water falls...WONDERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Nashville, Tennessee ..Went down there a couple time. But this one time...me and my boy went to visit his sister who went to Tennessee State at the time....Yalls college folk knows hows to party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. New York..I was there in July before the 9/11 attacks. Didn't do too much, did get to the top of the Empire State Building though. i wanna go back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Toronto, Canada... Went with 2 of my good friends (Its the R.O.C!!) WE HAD A BALL!!!!! except when we went to this Chinese place...and i almost choked to death on a shrimp....was f'd up....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Walt Disney World... Went right after i graduated from high school ( Redford c/o 98' ) . It was pretty fun. Saw M.I.C.K.E.Y and everything..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-3224283107502799516?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/3224283107502799516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=3224283107502799516' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3224283107502799516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/3224283107502799516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/07/thursday-thirteen-places-ive-visited.html' title='Thursday Thirteen: Places I’ve visited..'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SIihr-NkTHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/btLW1kCuOTk/s72-c/StarterGlobeFSM_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5511348842610804235</id><published>2008-07-18T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:49.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its  Friday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SICaJ_AqOyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6jxMQg1vBMc/s1600-h/friday_comment_14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SICaJ_AqOyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6jxMQg1vBMc/s320/friday_comment_14.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224345064073476898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;o im heading to Chicago with some old co-workers for the weekend...hoping to have a blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a totally random post..just some things on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Busta Rhymes still doing it... he got " &lt;a href="http://allhiphop.com/stories/multimedia__music/archive/2008/07/17/20306747.aspx"&gt;BASS&lt;/a&gt; " (listen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't wanna go back to Nebraska.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Try this...Absolute Disaster: shot...  1 part absolute, 1 part jagermeister, 1 part sambuca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Not a gay basher...to each its own..just dont fake the funk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Al Reynolds said he not gay..( shhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttt ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- My lil bro is turning 19 this weekend....feelin a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bit &lt;/span&gt;old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Try this ....Mexican Drive-by : a shot....1 part patron, 1 part crown royal, 1 part goldschlager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Old people should be barred from using the self check out at the market...stood behind a person&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; trying&lt;/span&gt; to find the bar code on bananas...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;- I watched the episode yesterday  of   &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=YIhx9EuDTJg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Martin&lt;/a&gt; (watch) where he interrogates his friends about his missing cd player...soooo funny everytime i see it !!! lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a Great weekend folks !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5511348842610804235?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5511348842610804235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5511348842610804235' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5511348842610804235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5511348842610804235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-friday.html' title='Its  Friday!!!'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SICaJ_AqOyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6jxMQg1vBMc/s72-c/friday_comment_14.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5326261883743100134</id><published>2008-07-16T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:49.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont you hate it when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SH5GIteO6KI/AAAAAAAAADw/Bd_CKpwAhVM/s1600-h/2004-03-01-madFace.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SH5GIteO6KI/AAAAAAAAADw/Bd_CKpwAhVM/s320/2004-03-01-madFace.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223689733255653538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- People stop at the green turn arrow......&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( either turn or get out the way!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You have to sit in work meetings that have nothing at all to do with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you go out of town for work and have no phone signal...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(maybe thats just me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Some people call you, and you know that they want something from you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( switch it up some..call for stupid reasons as well so that i  dont always think you want something) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The damn dog just keeps barking in the morning...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(just give me 15 more minutes!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your socks get wet??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(i can not stand that !!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your a/c in your car doesn't work.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( well, mines never worked, lol. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its a fly that keeps hitting your tv,but soon as you cut on the light....the fucker vanishes into thin air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- People send forwards thru text... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(swear that should be illegal) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- You were younger, and your mom would call you from outside to change the channel ...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(dont act like i was the only one..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5326261883743100134?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5326261883743100134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5326261883743100134' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5326261883743100134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5326261883743100134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-you-hate-it-when.html' title='Dont you hate it when...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SH5GIteO6KI/AAAAAAAAADw/Bd_CKpwAhVM/s72-c/2004-03-01-madFace.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2329034100413543484</id><published>2008-07-03T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:49.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The State of The ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SGy_094XCoI/AAAAAAAAADo/S34iJF9oWJE/s1600-h/hiphop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SGy_094XCoI/AAAAAAAAADo/S34iJF9oWJE/s320/hiphop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218756984900618882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some years now...we've seen the quality of the music we listen to slowly water down. I listen to alot of music ( rap, jazz, house, gospel,  R &amp;amp; B , neo soul techno..you get the picture) , and rap has been a big part of the music i listen to.  Nas  ( My favorite rapper) started this big buzz when he said that Hip Hip was Dead. Now, I was for him on that (yup, im bias) . Then you had Southern rappers saying HipHop was in the South. So he definitely ruffled some feathers with that .  But if folks dont think they wrong...why would they change??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started thinking... if Hip hop was dead...what the hell is Nas still doing around here?? Why is The Roots still playing shows?? Common is still making hits....Talib still doing his thang. But its not just the "conscience " rappers that still make me rock out. 2pac still gets me going...Snoop still has his moments. Big fan of T.I (even before he was popular)...Freeway 's " even though &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;what we do&lt;/span&gt; is wrong" is still one of my favorite songs ...and alot of others .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Listening to Mos Def's " Black on Both Sides" Cd....cuz lately, new music been wack. and i think He sums it up on the first track of the album .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"....Listen.. people be askin me all the time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Yo Mos, what's gettin ready to happen with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Where do you think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; is goin?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell em, "You know what's gonna happen with Hip-Hop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's happening with us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smoked&lt;/span&gt; out, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; is gonna be smoked out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we doin alright, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; is gonna be doin alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; like it's some giant livin in the hillside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comin down to visit the townspeople&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, you, everybody, we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; is goin where we goin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you ask yourself where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; is goin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask yourself.. where am I goin? How am I doin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til you get a clear idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; is about the people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; won't get better until the people get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then how do people get better? (Hmmmm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, from my understanding people get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they start to understand that, they are valuable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they not valuable because they got a whole lot of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or cause somebody, think they sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they valuable cause they been created by God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God, makes you valuable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whether or not, you recognize that value is one thing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-2329034100413543484?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2329034100413543484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2329034100413543484' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2329034100413543484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2329034100413543484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/07/state-of.html' title='The State of The ....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SGy_094XCoI/AAAAAAAAADo/S34iJF9oWJE/s72-c/hiphop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-2214932846874726649</id><published>2008-07-02T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:51.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...well, not really</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SGuZl7pRXaI/AAAAAAAAADg/OQIHaNervYE/s1600-h/taged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SGuZl7pRXaI/AAAAAAAAADg/OQIHaNervYE/s320/taged.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218433470183857570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i stole this from a random surf of a blogger...seemed cool, so i'll give it a try...but im not tagging anyone, just posting just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="item-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;MEME Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. Put Your itunes &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Sandisk for me) &lt;/span&gt;/ music player on Shuffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4. After you’ve answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme themselves ( Nah, just doing it cuz i want to ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get it- Lil Wayne &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( why he goes off on Rev. Al at the end of this song is beyond me, lol. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it for Life- Fat Joe &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( guess i'll be getting it..ha ha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slump- Outkast &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( im wit whatever like weestraw..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off your Cool- Andre 3000 feat. Norah Jones &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( Baby..take off....ya coooooooool!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Luv- Donnell Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's  Mines - Mobb Deep feat. Nas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATLiens- Outkast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me against the world- 2pac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NY weather report- Talib Kweli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Remedy- Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is yours- Nas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble wont last (interlude) - Carl Thomas &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( thats nice!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Shinin'- Rick Ross &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( swear its on random..lol) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a party- Mobb Deep feat 50 Cent and Nate Dogg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologize- OneRepublic &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( now thats funny) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streets is Cold- Marks &amp;amp; om?Mas Mas  Keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No clothes on- trey songz &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;( again...its on random.....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One- 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not you- Raheem DeVaughan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Dreamin'- Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Magic- Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach- Davor O &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(...but i didnt...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4066394540101790246-2214932846874726649?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/2214932846874726649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=2214932846874726649' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2214932846874726649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/2214932846874726649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/06/taggedwell-not-really.html' title='Tagged...well, not really'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SGuZl7pRXaI/AAAAAAAAADg/OQIHaNervYE/s72-c/taged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4552659166932517199</id><published>2008-06-28T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:08:09.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1:47am....</title><content type='html'>..Misunderstandings can kill a night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Dwele new cd is nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Cant let her go....cant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Red Bull and Hennessey....its that deal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..The movie " Mad Money" was pretty good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.."...looking back, it was easy" Easy- Groove Armada feat. Sunshine Anderson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I got a problem...i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Like for real...4 pair in 2 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Go Obama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.."..Im from Joy rd, exit 9..come up off the freeway.." K-Deezy - In my hood ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..So im not really from Joy Rd (Smith homes, Brightmoor) .... but i've lived over here for 3plus years...but i like the song...and exit 9 is my exit, lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Moms middle school reunion picnic is tomorrow....yup, you read it right, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;middle school&lt;/span&gt; reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pssss...i stole this title from '1980'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4552659166932517199?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4552659166932517199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4552659166932517199' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4552659166932517199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4552659166932517199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/06/147am.html' title='1:47am....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7397637760216896256</id><published>2008-06-18T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:02:15.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Bordem  Post......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Congrats to KG for getting his first Ring...But where did all the Celtics fans come from?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Speaking on the Celtics, i was in Detroit Metro Airport a week or so ago coming from Nebraska. Saw a sports store that had Detroit Tigers shirts, and right next to it, Boston Celtics shirts...wtf??? i know the line is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; long for the  green bandwagon, but man..this was even before they won the title. How about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red Wings&lt;/span&gt;??? They JUST won a title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- I was at Target the other day...saw a girl with an Apple Bottoms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; on...just struck me odd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I cant even be mad at Don Imus. I mean,  if we were mad at  every  person who said dumb shit... after listening to  his except from his radio show..he tried to say that he was  implying that  Pacman Jones was being picked with or whatever because he was black. Naw Dog, you were confirming that he was black cuz of of the bad description Wolf gave ( i mean,  the description was true, lol).  If you are to be mad at someone , blame        WABC and Citadel Broadcasting Corp. vice president Phil Boyce...a.k.a Imus boss. Boyce pretty much condones it...at least thats how i see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is Blogging that deep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Martin episode when Bro man takes his cd player is one of the funniest episodes of that show...( others where Chilligans island...Gina head in the headboard...fighting Tommy Hearns, just to name a few)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;- Why is DMX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; getting arrested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Speaking on music, lil Wayne  has some nice production on his new album....even got a song with Babyface called  "comfortable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Any thoughts on Will Smith playing Obama in a bio flick??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7397637760216896256?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7397637760216896256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7397637760216896256' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7397637760216896256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7397637760216896256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-bordem-post.html' title='Random Bordem  Post......'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4848397242999921061</id><published>2008-05-31T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:51.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're not in Detroit anymore....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SEHQm9SVO1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/o_49fcDCn9k/s1600-h/nebraska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SEHQm9SVO1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/o_49fcDCn9k/s320/nebraska.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206672011922062162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my job shipped me to Nebraska. We  got a contract doing some areospece stuff (can't really elaborate..but I'm a designer) ...off and on till maybe September. I been so reluctant to go out. Just knowing its not the same as been in the D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me twisted... I'm in no way sheltered. Been to Mexico, Jamaica, London, Africa.....and a lot of the united states. But here...its just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my co workers, we real cool. Side bar... Only brotha on this trip. Anyhow... So co worker cool, but he on another shift. So I been really going back to my room after work for the most part.  Had a damn good steak in downtown Lincoln the other night.... Really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend asked me could I move to a place we are the minority..... And I couldn't do it. No offense, but they don't understand the struggle. And not  even just my people....but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; people. I love my family and  tru friends to the death. Even in a city with black folks... Still couldn't replace my real friends and family. Never thought being single and traveling would seem so bad. I got a summer of it, so won't cry about it. I'm going home for the weekend,but only till Sunday... Then its back to Nebraska for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4848397242999921061?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4848397242999921061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4848397242999921061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4848397242999921061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4848397242999921061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-not-in-detroit-anymore.html' title='We&apos;re not in Detroit anymore....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SEHQm9SVO1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/o_49fcDCn9k/s72-c/nebraska.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-4184185144599248780</id><published>2008-05-20T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:27:32.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Otis in Real Life....</title><content type='html'>So I rented the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dan in Real Life"&lt;/span&gt;. Big Steve Carrell fan... So thought I'd give it a shot.... And was a pretty cool movie. So thought to give it  a go,  to telling some things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Born:&lt;/span&gt; March 24, 1980&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Favorites movies: &lt;/span&gt;Shawshank Redemption, Coming to America, Animal House, Old School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If I'm not  doing anything else I'm:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Texting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hand I write with is my: &lt;/span&gt;Left ( but I bowl, play basketball, shoot darts, throw the footballs and baseballs with my right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Something I'd never thought I'd do:&lt;/span&gt; Get a dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Clinton or Obama: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gonna&lt;/span&gt; go with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What keeps me from loving again:&lt;/span&gt; Hurting again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I thing I've  never done for a person my age: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Had a car note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The clothes in my closet are mostly the color: &lt;/span&gt;Brown...somehow, i keep buying the color brown...wasnt even aware that i get that color so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2 things that I always wanted to do that I'm pretty sure damn near everybody I know, don't  know :&lt;/span&gt; Poetry and photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Farthest place I've been:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ethiopia,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Member of:&lt;/span&gt; The Century Club ( 100 shots of beer in a 100 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places i want to go:&lt;/span&gt; Hawii and California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes i see homeless people and wonder:&lt;/span&gt; Who did they do wrong for no one to care about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For my 21st birthday weekend I :&lt;/span&gt; Spent it hanging out with my mom at the Greektown Casino and at Coco's House of Comedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My favorite music artist are:  &lt;/span&gt;OutKast, John Coltrane, The Roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If i had the chance to be in any old movie it would be :&lt;/span&gt; Boys in the Hood (Ricky was my boy!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-4184185144599248780?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/4184185144599248780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=4184185144599248780' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4184185144599248780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/4184185144599248780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/05/otis-in-real-life.html' title='Otis in Real Life....'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-1610495931403861697</id><published>2008-05-19T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:51.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons of Friendship/Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SDGBMiBxJoI/AAAAAAAAADA/c0rQ_9obb50/s1600-h/depression_by_thirsty5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SDGBMiBxJoI/AAAAAAAAADA/c0rQ_9obb50/s320/depression_by_thirsty5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202081096882267778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Years ago, I learned that all people in your life...whatever the relationship was, they are in your life for seasons. For some, much longer...and other times shorter. Sometimes its real amazing how some of those seasons get cut short abruptly. I find my self missing some of those seasons..and others, well....kinda glad of some folks thats not around anymore. I regret folks leaving, wishing things would of been better. I rejoice about others...knowing thats its best that that person isnt around..that there season was like a Detroit winter...just wanting it to be over so that summer could get here. I often wonder am i the season that people want in there life....or am i the season that people want to be over. I pride myself on being a great friend...but at the same time, i know that i can miss the mark and can possibly hurt the friendship/relationship that was there. I know that i can be a great person to be around...but then i wonder if im thinking too highly of myself. I wanna be the friends friend...they person that is looked to as the perfect friend. but i want to have the perfect friend as well....I think i think too much. Or, i want too much. Maybe the things i want mayb are asking too much for folks to be able to give. I just want what i give...dont think thats too hard or too much to ask for. But if you ask me what i want...i probably couldnt put it into words. Ima confused being, lol. That i know. Complicated at times...not on purpose, just kinda happens like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog probably comes off as major rambling...but its my outlet to get stuff off my chest.&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/4066394540101790246-1610495931403861697?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/1610495931403861697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=1610495931403861697' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1610495931403861697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1610495931403861697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/05/seasons-of-friendshiprelationships.html' title='Seasons of Friendship/Relationships'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SDGBMiBxJoI/AAAAAAAAADA/c0rQ_9obb50/s72-c/depression_by_thirsty5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-5011219080040494785</id><published>2008-05-18T18:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:54:13.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackberry Dependance...</title><content type='html'>I realized how much i was dependent on my cell phone saturday night when i dropped it and it died on me!!I  couldnt beleive it...Now, I've dropped it plenty of times. Never thought it would just die on me. I dont know too many folks numbers...at all. Hell, its sad, but i didnt even know my moms number, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a blackberry card carrying member. The first one i had was the 8105t. I didnt get it for the buswiness aspect.....honestly, i just wanted a phone with a qwerty keyboard. Was a nice upgrade from the nokia phone i think i had proir. I think thats when i really became an advid texter. in one month, i racked up 13,000 text messages. i had a few friends that ended up increasing there text message plans...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i graduated to the blackberry Pearl. Awesome phone. I was on my second pearl. the first one had a trackball issue...just went wacko. I really been wanting to wait to for the Blackberry Bold to come out, but i had a lil bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got the Blackberry Curve. Its a nice phone. full qwerty keyboard...big screen....wifi....nicer camera. The bomb phone. I will say that it was pricey....experienced a lil buyers remorse when i got home from getting the phone. But all in all...im pleased with my purchase .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-5011219080040494785?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/5011219080040494785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=5011219080040494785' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5011219080040494785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/5011219080040494785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/05/blackberry-dependance.html' title='Blackberry Dependance...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-1800325992376500011</id><published>2008-05-14T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:20:52.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DEEEEEEETROIT BASKETBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SCt4HiBxJmI/AAAAAAAAACw/P5L_hIU65mU/s1600-h/50poster_080222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SCt4HiBxJmI/AAAAAAAAACw/P5L_hIU65mU/s320/50poster_080222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200382265518007906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SCt31yBxJlI/AAAAAAAAACo/j9PS6Pqkuo8/s1600-h/IMG00496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SCt31yBxJlI/AAAAAAAAACo/j9PS6Pqkuo8/s320/IMG00496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200381960575329874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SCt3qSBxJkI/AAAAAAAAACg/8GvPi90tv88/s1600-h/IMG00493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SCt3qSBxJkI/AAAAAAAAACg/8GvPi90tv88/s320/IMG00493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200381763006834242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!! im an crazy fan of the Pistons. Win, lose, or  draw....always been a fan, no bandwagon fan here!!! . I remember when they won in '89....I was at my Uncle Rollys house....my other uncle Shea was giving the minors champange....it was great (the moment, not the drinks).!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the opportunity to go to see the Pistons close out the series on Orlando. Now.....the tickets, well..wasnt so great. Like...l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ookin at the banners eye 2 eye&lt;/span&gt;..lol. But it was still a great time, atmosphere was amazing . I was with my mom, bro and some cousins of mines and it was a hype time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...i have a true love of for the sport. Been a big fan of Kobe...GK...Webber was one of my favs...till he like quit, lol. I cant hate on the non Pistons folk....even Dwight Howard..that dude is a monster!! Def gonna be a force to be reckoned with in the future...but until then....he'll be watching the playoffs like i will...from the stands or tv!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poor Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speakin of watching the playoffs....my job is sending me to freakin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEBRASKA&lt;/span&gt; during the finals ...........................I bring that up cuz i'll be on a 3pm-midnight shift...so wont be able to see the finals...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOOOO BOOOOOO BOOOOO BOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!! Do they even watch the NBA there?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4066394540101790246-1800325992376500011?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/1800325992376500011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=1800325992376500011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1800325992376500011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/1800325992376500011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/05/deeeeeeetroit-basketball.html' title='DEEEEEEETROIT BASKETBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/SCt4HiBxJmI/AAAAAAAAACw/P5L_hIU65mU/s72-c/50poster_080222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066394540101790246.post-7774477392204000121</id><published>2008-03-13T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:19:56.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while...</title><content type='html'>SO....Its been a good while since i posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly , just been going to a whole lot in my life as of lately. Family, friends, work and the pooch...you name it. Sometimes it seem like the weight of things can bring you down to your knees..on a already uphill battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been SUPER slow...scary in this Michigan economy.  No actual assignments, just doing trainings to better my skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is off "vacation"  now and im struggling to figure out if i really want him in my life, with all the baggage he comes with. Was not a prominent figure in my child hood, so just thinking things through about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moms is looking for better employment, so hoping that works it self out really soon. Hard knowing she is in need. I'd give a organ for that woman...just hoping all is well and workd out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog...is, well the dog. doing all the things puppys do....whatever the heck that is. She got her first shot recently and went well. next shot in a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a while ago that sometimes people are there  for seasons in your life. Some longer, and others shorter. Just learning to deal with both and hope things play out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said...just alot going on. Staying positive that things will work out for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4066394540101790246-7774477392204000121?l=o-get-whitted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/feeds/7774477392204000121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4066394540101790246&amp;postID=7774477392204000121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7774477392204000121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4066394540101790246/posts/default/7774477392204000121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-get-whitted.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-while.html' title='Been a while...'/><author><name>Otis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402650334754782586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___WLUrVNDxw/TKIhq4uQiAI/AAAAAAAAA38/CKZyw2VfH9M/S220/newO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
