<?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-6484557761044844940</id><updated>2011-09-03T14:04:07.521-07:00</updated><category term='snowflakes'/><category term='short video'/><category term='Woman'/><category term='Suede Sneakers'/><category term='Old School'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='jewish'/><category term='finding'/><category term='nice guys'/><category term='Fuck You'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Black History Month'/><category term='La India'/><category term='Fear'/><category term='fate'/><category term='Harlem Nights'/><category term='Gay'/><category term='Insurance'/><category term='Richard Pryor'/><category term='Jeans'/><category term='Interest Rates'/><category term='Evisu'/><category term='Community'/><category term='Rihanna'/><category term='Colonel Charles Young'/><category term='popeyes'/><category term='African American history'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Soulja boy'/><category term='Tommy Davidson'/><category term='lies'/><category term='nerds'/><category term='Man'/><category term='like'/><category term='401k'/><category term='thought'/><category term='FICO'/><category term='biscuits'/><category term='Toyota'/><category term='turn my swag on'/><category term='Pedophile'/><category term='World Finance'/><category term='lust'/><category term='White House'/><category term='Redd Foxx'/><category term='South'/><category term='Nigger'/><category term='Langston hughes'/><category term='accomplishments'/><category term='Spousal Abuse'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Battered women'/><category term='Della Reese'/><category term='hate'/><category term='Salsa'/><category term='Toyota Supra Turbo'/><category term='Sneakers'/><category term='Jodeci'/><category term='Life'/><category term='soul searching'/><category term='short story'/><category term='The Matrix'/><category term='light skin'/><category term='True Religion'/><category term='Ferrari'/><category term='slavery'/><category term='referee'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='New Album'/><category term='The Davos Question'/><category term='love'/><category term='Fried chicken'/><category term='interracial dating'/><category term='High Tops'/><category term='Enlightenment'/><category term='Chris Brown'/><category term='Genie'/><category term='Eddie Murphy'/><category term='retirement'/><category term='losers'/><category term='white women'/><category term='slave trade'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Swag'/><category term='real estate'/><category term='Ese Hombre'/><category term='Mortgage crisis'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='winter'/><category term='Rednose pitbull'/><category term='hope'/><category term='Finance'/><category term='ex girlfriend'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='Refinance'/><category term='terrier'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Forclosure'/><category term='cheating'/><category term='Hector Lavoe'/><category term='To Artina'/><category term='Will Farrell'/><category term='Food'/><category term='slave'/><category term='Ex'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Racism'/><category term='munchies'/><category term='Sample'/><category term='jew'/><category term='women'/><category term='Saving'/><category term='recession'/><category term='Black people'/><category term='Supra'/><category term='Lesbian'/><category term='World Economic Forum'/><category term='Boats and hoes'/><category term='goals'/><category term='Ato Matsumoto'/><category term='expression'/><category term='El Periodico De Ayer'/><category term='Hilarious'/><category term='dog'/><category term='past love'/><category term='Rapist'/><category term='Switzerland'/><category term='banks'/><category term='Ferrari Scuderia'/><category term='self confidence'/><category term='Sports Car'/><category term='Economy'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='economics'/><category term='Crocodile Sneakers'/><category term='ex boyfriend'/><category term='credit score'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='dark skin'/><category term='FDIC'/><category term='Prancing Horse'/><category term='men'/><category term='Footwear'/><category term='Davos'/><category term='Martin Lawrence'/><category term='Red Monkey'/><category term='Stay at home dad'/><category term='writing'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Europe'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Toyota Supra Twin turbo'/><category term='Supra Sneaker'/><category term='Turbo'/><title type='text'>Organized Chaos</title><subtitle type='html'>Just started this blogging thing, I guess as a random form of expression. This will be random thoughts, ideas, ocurrances... etc..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-4143783927712736207</id><published>2009-05-31T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:08:48.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul searching'/><title type='text'>Who are we...?</title><content type='html'>I have not been on here in a while, guess I'd like to say I've been soul searching or.. or.. finding out who I am. Going  through a lot of life's changes, experiencing different things thats making me learn more and more about myself. This is good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off... over and out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-4143783927712736207?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4143783927712736207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-are-we.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4143783927712736207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4143783927712736207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-are-we.html' title='Who are we...?'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-810513897606414137</id><published>2009-03-05T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:57:50.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rihanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spousal Abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battered women'/><title type='text'>Sociological Phenomenon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SbCsrKzcroI/AAAAAAAAAIE/l7KBZA_a9ik/s1600-h/0_63_Rihanna_Chris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309933818304310914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SbCsrKzcroI/AAAAAAAAAIE/l7KBZA_a9ik/s320/0_63_Rihanna_Chris2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of recent events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies show that 2 out of 3 battered women return to their abusers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-810513897606414137?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/810513897606414137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/sociological-phenomenon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/810513897606414137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/810513897606414137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/sociological-phenomenon.html' title='Sociological Phenomenon'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SbCsrKzcroI/AAAAAAAAAIE/l7KBZA_a9ik/s72-c/0_63_Rihanna_Chris2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-4271857790368570173</id><published>2009-03-03T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:45:19.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hector Lavoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ese Hombre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Periodico De Ayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La India'/><title type='text'>For the Mami's</title><content type='html'>A little throwback joint For The Mami's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/66BOns3y8kI&amp;hl=en&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/66BOns3y8kI&amp;hl=en&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oOGeJa647eU&amp;hl=en&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/oOGeJa647eU&amp;hl=en&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-4271857790368570173?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4271857790368570173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-my-mamis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4271857790368570173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4271857790368570173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-my-mamis.html' title='For the Mami&apos;s'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-3961998701425409069</id><published>2009-02-27T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:24:33.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turn my swag on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soulja boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swag'/><title type='text'>Swag</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Pga4ax5aus&amp;hl=en&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/0Pga4ax5aus&amp;hl=en&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;Now, a lot of people dont like soulja boy. And honestly, I hadn't.. But when I found out that him and his friends wrote and produced their music out of his house, I developed I knew found respect for him. We have to admit, he did reach a certain level of popularity ON HIS OWN ( and of course with the use of Youtube).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song inspires me almost every morning. To me, it means just being happy. You are the ultimate decision maker when it come to your happiness. And when you wake up in the morning, feel good about yourself and be enthusiastic about the day. Me personally, My attitude dictates whether or not my day will end well, and when I say end well, I mean make  any money.. I work and get spaid straight commission. Yep, so every morning I turn my swag on and get prepared to overcome any objection I may come up on during the day. Remembering any technical information someone my inquire on. But, everymorning when I turn my swag on I know I have what it takes to crush the competition. Come out on top and be number one.. Fellas, turn your swag on. Ladies.. Turn your swag on.. seize the day. You can have it all.. But for me personally... THE WORLD IS NOT ENOUGH!!!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-3961998701425409069?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3961998701425409069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/swag.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/3961998701425409069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/3961998701425409069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/swag.html' title='Swag'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-4805834495723946616</id><published>2009-02-27T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:55:51.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colonel Charles Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black History Month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='African American history'/><title type='text'>Profiles in African American History..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SahFI2sUHkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4Pym3T2Hf0o/s1600-h/charles-young-portrait-photo-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307568179278782018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SahFI2sUHkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4Pym3T2Hf0o/s320/charles-young-portrait-photo-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Colonel Charles Young was born March 12, 1864 to ex-slaves in the little hamlet of Mays Lick, Kentucky. He graduated from the U.S. Military Academy at West Point in 1889. This gave him the honor of being the third African-American to do so, in spite of the hatred, bigotry and discrimination he encountered as an undergraduate.&lt;br /&gt;Colonel Charles Young is remembered and honored as a man of unique courage and inspiration. This was especially true for those of "goodwill", who knew him, and for those who followed him into battle. He stands honored both as an African-American and in the history of African-Americans in the U.S. military. His first assignment after graduation was with the Buffalo Soldiers in the 10th Cavalry in Nebraska, and then in the 9th and 10th Cavalries in Utah. With the outbreak of the Spanish-American War, he was reassigned as Second Lieutenant to training duty at Camp Algiers, Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;On a day in June, 1918 retired Lt. Colonel Charles Young, made his way on horseback, 500 miles from Wilberforce, Ohio to this nation's capital, to show he was as always, fit for duty. There, he petitioned the Secretary of War (now called Secretary of Defense) for immediate reinstatement and command of a combat unit in Europe. The ride from Ohio to Washington D.C. brought bittersweet results. Young was reinstated and promoted to full Colonel, but he was assigned to duty at Camp Grant, Illinois. By the time his reinstatement and promotion were in effect the war was near its end.&lt;br /&gt;Too weak to command in France they said, but not too weak to traverse and suffer the swamps of West Africa, Colonel Charles Young, was once again, assigned to Liberia as Military Attaché. He died at that post on January 8, 1922, while on a research expedition in Lagos, Nigeria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-4805834495723946616?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4805834495723946616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/profiles-in-african-american-history.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4805834495723946616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4805834495723946616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/profiles-in-african-american-history.html' title='Profiles in African American History..'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SahFI2sUHkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4Pym3T2Hf0o/s72-c/charles-young-portrait-photo-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-4097261944398897018</id><published>2009-02-26T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:57:12.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nigger'/><title type='text'>Nigger Please !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SabXifN_HvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DfeBCxcyIow/s1600-h/what...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307166198398394098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SabXifN_HvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DfeBCxcyIow/s320/what...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racism is Definitely  Alive and Ticking. Your thoughts .. What would you have done, said, or how would you have reacted to seeing a dude roll past you with this T-shirt on?...&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/6484557761044844940-4097261944398897018?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4097261944398897018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/nigger-please.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4097261944398897018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4097261944398897018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/nigger-please.html' title='Nigger Please !!!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SabXifN_HvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DfeBCxcyIow/s72-c/what...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-1436381006935827138</id><published>2009-02-15T19:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:03:18.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Pryor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redd Foxx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della Reese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harlem Nights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Murphy'/><title type='text'>Classic!!</title><content type='html'>I must have watched this film about 100 times. Love this scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harlem Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NOJoz3wdTjU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/NOJoz3wdTjU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-1436381006935827138?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1436381006935827138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/classic.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/1436381006935827138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/1436381006935827138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/classic.html' title='Classic!!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-1315809765905387980</id><published>2009-02-13T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:43:19.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Lesbian Or....</title><content type='html'>Lesbian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don’t know if this will offend you, but I have to tell you something. With all due respect – now I mean - with all due respect. You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my whole entire life. Now, I’m not sure of your sexual preference. I see you’ve been hanging out with the ladies real close, but at the same time our eyes connect from time to time. And I wanted to know if there was a possibility, that you might want to get some lunch or… or… eat some dinner with, or… go to the movies, or… or... Just hang out do nothing bug out and laugh and enjoy that space… with…. A… ummm……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Man?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-1315809765905387980?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1315809765905387980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/lesbian-or.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/1315809765905387980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/1315809765905387980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/lesbian-or.html' title='Lesbian Or....'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-5838710024351146552</id><published>2009-02-09T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:52:33.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sample'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old School'/><title type='text'>Name That Sample!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sR9WqTszM08&amp;hl=en&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/sR9WqTszM08&amp;hl=en&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;Name that Sample!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clues: You dont have to listen to the Whole Song to get it.... He's a down south rapper, his album came out in 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-5838710024351146552?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5838710024351146552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/name-that-sample.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5838710024351146552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5838710024351146552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/name-that-sample.html' title='Name That Sample!!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-7240419680275836607</id><published>2009-02-08T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:34:06.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genie'/><title type='text'>GENIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                             GENIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up and I was still stuck in this damn bottle.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look out the Glass I can see "esoog yerg" stained on it. And I'm trapped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave on my own but my mind is influenced by the contents I'm swimming in.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think straight, my body feels heavy. And I just need to sit down for a moment...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside this bottle I have the ability to do whatever I like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under its influence PEOPLE have done whatever is considered taboo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cast the blame on its sweet liquid goodness... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to escape, if rubbed right by the right sensual lady.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape to fulfill most of her fantasies and wildest dreams.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad she probably won't remember me in the morning........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll find myself stuck again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this damn bottle.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-7240419680275836607?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7240419680275836607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/genie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7240419680275836607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7240419680275836607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/genie.html' title='GENIE'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-970421826666269511</id><published>2009-02-04T18:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:26:43.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toyota Supra Turbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toyota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toyota Supra Twin turbo'/><title type='text'>Toyota Supra Twin Turbo</title><content type='html'>Short videos to sum up why this has always been one of my dream cars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W6XhDVfN6MU&amp;hl=en&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/W6XhDVfN6MU&amp;hl=en&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H5E8OjCQ7PE&amp;hl=en&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/H5E8OjCQ7PE&amp;hl=en&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-970421826666269511?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/970421826666269511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/toyota-supra-twin-turbo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/970421826666269511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/970421826666269511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/toyota-supra-twin-turbo.html' title='Toyota Supra Twin Turbo'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-6206891570637225526</id><published>2009-02-04T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:10:54.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rapist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stay at home dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>CRACKED ME UP !!!</title><content type='html'>I'm into silly shit like this... dunno why.. always has me rolling !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapist Glasses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVcyNANK5cY&amp;hl=en&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/EVcyNANK5cY&amp;hl=en&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;Pedophile Beards..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gives you that creepy sex face women just can't resist"..lol !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/15S0g8pG6HU&amp;hl=en&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/15S0g8pG6HU&amp;hl=en&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;&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home Dad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FmWp-rI6vSw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FmWp-rI6vSw&amp;hl=en&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;.. I just had a good laugh.. should carry me through the rest of the day!! ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-6206891570637225526?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6206891570637225526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/cracked-me-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6206891570637225526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6206891570637225526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/cracked-me-up.html' title='CRACKED ME UP !!!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-7953692937151768496</id><published>2009-02-02T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:07:38.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FICO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit score'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest Rates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mortgage crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Refinance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forclosure'/><title type='text'>7 Things You Need To Know Before You Refinance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SYeYhYHL7UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UEISWFi13G0/s1600-h/foreclosure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298371185800375618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SYeYhYHL7UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UEISWFi13G0/s320/foreclosure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Courtesy: Luke Mullins, USNews.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mortgage rates have declined sharply in recent months. Here's how to take advantage&lt;br /&gt;With mortgage rates dropping to record lows, it's no surprise that more and more homeowners are looking to refinance. Earlier this month, the Mortgage Bankers Association's refinance index--which tracks application volume--hit its highest level in more than five years. This wave of refinancing applications was sparked by record-low interest rates on 30-year fixed mortgages, which fell to an average of 4.89 percent for the week ending January 9. And although mortgage rates have increased modestly since then--hitting 5.24 percent last week-- interest in refinancing remains elevated. But while some borrowers will be able to turn these compelling rates into real savings, not everyone can get in on the action. To better understand the refinancing process, here are seven things you need to know to refinance in today's market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Percentage point break: Despite the attractive rates, homeowners will have to thoroughly analyze their financial position before determining whether or not now is the best time to refinance. A good rule of thumb, however, is if your mortgage rate is a full percentage point or more higher than current rates, you should consider refinancing, says Orawin Velz of the Mortgage Bankers Association. "If your rate is about 6 percent currently, then it is a good time to think about it," Velz says. (Keep in mind that anyone trying to refinance a so-called "jumbo loan"--one that's too large for Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac to purchase--will face sharply higher rates, says Keith Gumbinger of HSH Associates.) The transaction fees lenders charge are another major consideration. Higher fees, of course, eat into the potential savings of a reduced mortgage rate. So the lower the fees, the better. "The fees that you should be paying need to be low enough so that you can recoup your money through the break in the interest rate in a reasonable period of time--usually under four years," Gumbinger says. (More on fees below.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Half rejected: Although more Americans are looking to refinance, a significant chunk of applications won't be approved. In the first half of 2008, roughly 60 percent of refinancing applications were turned into loans, Velz says. "But because of the intensified turmoil in the second half of the year and continued decline in home prices, we believe that the rate has probably declined to [about 50 percent.]" In order to qualify for refinancing, homeowners will need to meet certain specific criteria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. FICO 740: While 720 is still considered by some to be a solid FICO score, it's not good enough to obtain the best rates in today's refinancing market, says Chris Freemott, president of All American Mortgage in Naperville, Ill. Instead, borrowers will need a FICO score of at least 740. "FICOs are everything," Freemott says. "[A FICO score of] 740 is the benchmark for the lowest possible rates." Borrowers that don't have this score can still refinance, but they're likely to face higher rates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Equity and documentation: Home equity can be another significant barrier to refinancing today. The real estate crash has sucked a great deal of equity out of homes. Zillow says roughly one in seven American homeowners actually have negative equity—meaning they owe more on their mortgage than their property is worth. In order to qualify for refinancing, homeowners will have to have a minimum of 3 percent equity in their homes, Velz says. In addition to solid credit and home equity, borrowers will also need to be able to document their income in order to qualify for refinancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fee paying options: Fees associated with mortgage refinancing vary widely from market to market and borrower to borrower. But on average, a $200,000 refinancing loan may come with up to $6,000 in fees, Gumbinger says. Borrowers have three main options for paying such fees. Those with enough cash may want to just pay the fees up front. Borrowers with less cash on hand may be able to opt for a higher interest rate instead of paying the fees. A third possibility is to have the fees tacked on to the principal of the mortgage, Gumbinger says. The key is to chat with your mortgage lender about structuring the fee payment so that it makes the most economic sense for you. "I've been doing this for 11 years now and… I've never written the same loan twice," Freemott says. "Everyone has a little difference to their situation."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Shop around: Given tougher lending standards and falling home prices, homeowners--especially those without perfect credit profiles--may have to get used to hearing the word no. But just because one lender turns you down doesn't mean you can't find another who's willing to refinance your mortgage. "Two or three years ago, lenders were crawling through the doors and windows to serve you," Gumbinger says. "We're 180 degrees out from there right now. You have to go find the lenders." So shop around. Research rates online, call up different lenders, and find out who's willing to offer you the best deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Be patient: The wave of refinancing applications comes amid a period of significant downsizing in the lending industry. That means there are fewer employees on hand to handle the surge in business. As a result, expect slow service. "The time to even find out whether your loan has been approved or not could run 30 days," says Mark Hanson, a managing director who handles real estate and finance research at the Field Check Group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-7953692937151768496?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7953692937151768496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/7-things-you-need-to-know-before-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7953692937151768496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7953692937151768496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/7-things-you-need-to-know-before-you.html' title='7 Things You Need To Know Before You Refinance'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SYeYhYHL7UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UEISWFi13G0/s72-c/foreclosure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-8194075572688472784</id><published>2009-01-31T14:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:47:02.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Davos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Economic Forum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Davos Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Switzerland'/><title type='text'>"The Davos Question"</title><content type='html'>(CNN) -- What will be the biggest question asked at Davos this year? The environment, economic development and energy security will all be hot topics discussed by the rich and powerful who will gather in Davos, Switzerland for the World Economic Forum from January 23 to 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Davos Question"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question being posed is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "What one thing do you think that countries, companies or individuals must do to make the world a better place in 2009?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-8194075572688472784?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8194075572688472784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/davos-question.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/8194075572688472784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/8194075572688472784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/davos-question.html' title='&quot;The Davos Question&quot;'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-2564254480310465605</id><published>2009-01-23T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:24:21.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='401k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FDIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving'/><title type='text'>Blackonomics part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SXoK1eNAKQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zVBlZMPhsSM/s1600-h/ING.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294556225684384002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SXoK1eNAKQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zVBlZMPhsSM/s320/ING.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Compliments INGDirect.com)&lt;a id="1" style="COLOR: #ff6600; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" rel="nofollow" name="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's your financial future. Take charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff6600; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.ingdirect.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stock downturns. Declining house market. These are things you don't have control over. But on the home front, it's another story. Here's a list that can help you get the year started off right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep a record of where your money goes. Look at your spending over the past three months. Leave nothing out. And then, cut expenses where you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change your energy consumption habits (turn your thermostat down five degrees and save 10% in fuel costs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch what you spend for food (avoid frozen dinners - you'll be paying $300 a pound for those veggies on the side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to establish an emergency savings fund that will cover three to six months of expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure your savings and checking accounts are FDIC-insured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're facing a mortgage foreclosure, look into Hope for Homeowners (a federal program that can help refinance mortgages for borrowers who are having difficulty making their payments).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't qualify for the 2008 financial stimulus and your income has fallen dramatically, you could qualify for a "&lt;a style="COLOR: #000066; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.irs.gov/formspubs/article/0,,id=180800,00.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;recovery rebate credit&lt;/a&gt;" on your 2008 tax return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a first-time homebuyer, look into the new tax credit from the IRS that can equal up to 10% of your home's purchase price, up to $7,500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amp up your 401(k) contributions if retirement is more than 10 years out (you should be putting away 10% to 15% of your income).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean up your own credit (get a free copy of your credit report and look carefully for incorrect, misreported or out-of-date information).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone is interested in opening an ING savings account, they offer a  $25 credit if you open it with $250 or more. There are no account minimums and unlimited withdrawals and transactions.. with a very competitive APY ...check it out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-2564254480310465605?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2564254480310465605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/blackonomics-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2564254480310465605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2564254480310465605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/blackonomics-part-2.html' title='Blackonomics part 2'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SXoK1eNAKQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zVBlZMPhsSM/s72-c/ING.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-359207345079664602</id><published>2009-01-20T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:57:19.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Like we were in fifth grade... Let Me Get a Do Over !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What if you had a magical "do-over" button that you can press in those situations where the outcome lead to you wanting to kick yourself in the ass?.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you use it?.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know there's been a point in time where all of us had an epiphany and said "damn ! I wish I hadn't acted that way!" Or, "wow I wish I would've taken that approach." Would you press that magical button that would rewind the hands of time and give you a second chance to do whatever it was,"the right way"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The other night I sat and thought about it to myself. I said, "shit ! , I should've acted differenly, I wish I had a magical do over button." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But in retrospect the experience did teach me a lot about myself. It turned on a light in my brain in the section that had been pretty dark, and made me think that if something or some situation didn't go as planned maybe it wasn't meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If it wasn't meant to be, and if I did have a magical do over button to press and pressed it, the outcome probably would not change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you believe in fate? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do we have control over what is or isn't meant to be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The older I get the less control I seem to have over the inevitable. I can't literally force a doctor to use my products, I can't literally force a girl to like me a certain way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm learning more and more to just be who I am and let things fall into place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Take care of my responsibilities, be who I am, and let things fall into place! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's a hard thing to do for many of us because it leaves you vulnerable. It takes control out of your hands and puts it in this intangible belief in "whatever happens....happens", and happens for "a reason"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I used to think that idea fuckin sucked, but I am beggining to see that maybe everything does happen for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe I'm suppossed to work harder for that sale, Maybe that girl I want to be feeling me isn't really feeling me right now so I could be alone and reflect on life with no distractions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect on Life.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What Do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-359207345079664602?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/359207345079664602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-was-was-in-fifth-grade-let-me-get.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/359207345079664602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/359207345079664602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-was-was-in-fifth-grade-let-me-get.html' title='Like we were in fifth grade... Let Me Get a Do Over !!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-2718619727662115625</id><published>2009-01-17T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:53:29.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>Our Deepest Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SXIo7dCQZYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ILACH43zr_A/s1600-h/fear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SXIo7dCQZYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ILACH43zr_A/s320/fear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292337513985238402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A favorite of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.&lt;br /&gt;We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;Your playing small does not serve the world.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing enlightened about shrinking&lt;br /&gt;so that other people won't feel insecure around you.&lt;br /&gt;We are all meant to shine, as children do.&lt;br /&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.&lt;br /&gt;It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;And as we let our own light shine,&lt;br /&gt;we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - by Marianne Williamson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-2718619727662115625?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2718619727662115625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-deepest-fear.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2718619727662115625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2718619727662115625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-deepest-fear.html' title='Our Deepest Fear'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SXIo7dCQZYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ILACH43zr_A/s72-c/fear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-9120545785076556597</id><published>2009-01-17T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:05:37.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Farrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jodeci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boats and hoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Lawrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tommy Davidson'/><title type='text'>Boats and Hoes... K.C., Jo-Jo, and Devonte..!</title><content type='html'>two clips to make ya laugh today !..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah! Boats and Hoes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Veqz8W98iA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/0Veqz8W98iA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&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;Remember this scene?!! Classic !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3KLf5HaHCA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/n3KLf5HaHCA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-9120545785076556597?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9120545785076556597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/boats-and-hoes-kc-jo-jo-and-devonte.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/9120545785076556597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/9120545785076556597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/boats-and-hoes-kc-jo-jo-and-devonte.html' title='Boats and Hoes... K.C., Jo-Jo, and Devonte..!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-4889514316853495908</id><published>2009-01-12T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:51:34.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Fcuk It..  (explicit)..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWwqhMu9-jI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bZ6m4GKhdu0/s1600-h/Johnny+Cash+Middle+Finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290650412095765042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWwqhMu9-jI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bZ6m4GKhdu0/s320/Johnny+Cash+Middle+Finger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn I fuckin hate you. Fuck You Yo !..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your beautiful face that lured me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your personality that got me stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your sexy ass body that stays on my mind all the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck the phone you use to call me 25 fuckin times in a row when I'm in the fuckin shower....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck the letters on your dumbass querty keyboard you type whenever you want to text me a hundred million goddamn times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your bluetooth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your leave in conditioner you have to put in your hair every goddamn muthafuckin morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your whitening toothpaste you choose to brush your teeth with... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah fuck that! Fuck your fuckin dentist for cleaning your fuckin teeth every couple of fuckin months! That fuckin traitor..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your parents for making you! Yea, I said it, so the fuck what... Fuck em! They don't like me because of where I'm from anyway!.. Fuckin stuck up pair of fucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your siblings for being fuckin related to you so closely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck the bed you sleep on, with all your comfortable ass comforters and shit... Yea ! I know they're jus fuckin sheets... So what !! Fuck em!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck the clothes you wear! Yep, fuck em! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your stupid ass shoes you wear on your bigass stupid ass fuckin feet! Yea! I think your feet are fuckin big, I never told you that! So ha! Fuck them fuckin banana boats !.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And fuck your fuckin face.... again ! Fuck it again!! No ! I don't want to actually fuck your face, I'm saying FUCK YOUR FACE! I want to throw a fuckin creme pie in it everytime I envision it in my fuckin mind.!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to..... fuckin... Fuckin.... Say " MAKE UP!!!! " and hit you with a fuckin powder puff with a whole bunch of fuckin powder on it!.. And leave you standing there all white and shit.. with fuckin powder all over your goddam face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but certainly not muthafuckin least....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck YOU.... You as in your whole mutha ....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuckin....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being ..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your piece of shit being that makes up YOU... you trifling ass cheatin ass lyin piece of slut shit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck off and go fuck yourself.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh..... I feel better now... ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-4889514316853495908?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4889514316853495908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/fcuk-it.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4889514316853495908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4889514316853495908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/fcuk-it.html' title='Fcuk It..  (explicit)..'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWwqhMu9-jI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bZ6m4GKhdu0/s72-c/Johnny+Cash+Middle+Finger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-5373029333963320432</id><published>2009-01-11T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:26:12.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black people'/><title type='text'>Blackonomics part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWqbi2o3c9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ru9ReHf-96w/s1600-h/Saving+money+in+hard+times.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290211735384847314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWqbi2o3c9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ru9ReHf-96w/s320/Saving+money+in+hard+times.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's what's real and what's relevant, and in the wake of all this economic crisis talk, I thought it was important to take a step back and put some things into perspective.. The economy is really shitty right now and I think all of us as minorities/ lower income individuals.... should evaluate our money situation and think about the future. Yes! That's right the future! Are you saving money RIGHT NOW?... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you have an investment vehicle in place that can help the money you have sitting there actually grow, and not just accumulate dust?.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Were you aware that you can lend your money to banks for a small fee or percentage rate? I always bring up this subject to people I know because we all have to save up for a rainy day or those days where we decide we aren't going to work anymore. At the beginning of the year what I usually do is write down all my major outstanding debt(college loans, car, motorcycle....etc..), then I map out a plan to decrease that debt by a certain amount in a certain period of time. I also write down my monthly bills and expenses. Then, with whatever I have left I decide how much to put into savings versus frivolous spending money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think we all need to do a better job of not spending money we don't have. This epidemic of credit tries to infect us all.. Now I'm not saying don't ever buy anything on credit, I'm just saying it should be a carefully calculated action. Taking into account how much you'll really end up paying when you actually pay off your purchase, and the time period you plan on paying it off in.. Do you have a 401k, life insurance plan, or an IRA in place? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you do.... Do you track its progress?... How much are you contributing to it?.. Did you know that you can decrease your tax liability by the actual amount you contribute to your IRA and 401K?... There are max contributions you can make, but it is definitely worth it so you can keep more of your money.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A lot of people don't see how much of an impact this has because it's money they won't see until they get to retirement age.. Hey, in my eyes a dollar now is definitely worth a dollar later.. Lets evaluate where we stand financially before it’s too late!&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/6484557761044844940-5373029333963320432?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5373029333963320432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/blackonomics-part-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5373029333963320432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5373029333963320432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/blackonomics-part-1.html' title='Blackonomics part 1'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWqbi2o3c9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ru9ReHf-96w/s72-c/Saving+money+in+hard+times.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-6291283929392897144</id><published>2009-01-05T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:25:20.377-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interracial dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light skin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark skin'/><title type='text'>Is Light Skin the Right Skin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKyffcVjsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/klWaEu0jUtA/s1600-h/aka.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287985166572424898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKyffcVjsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/klWaEu0jUtA/s320/aka.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was at a small get together at a friend of a friend’s house (really small, 7 women, 3 fellas) when the topic of interracial dating came up. Not just interracial dating but specifically men who like to date white women, and women with lighter skin complexion and “good” hair (I put “good” in quotations because that can be interpreted differently from person to person). Coincidentally all of the women there were dark skinned and honestly I can say 4 of them were really attractive to me. I asked “ladies! If you happen to see a brother walking down the street with a white woman, how would you react?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaww man! Yall should have seen the scornful eyes! One of them responded “I would want to throw up!”. Another said “that would be a damned shame”… I asked “a damned shame. Really?”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded “ yea, I would feel like we lost another brother to the other side, besides Black guys only date white women because its easier to do and they don’t have to deal with our attitudes!”.. So I said in an antagonizing voice “well maybe yall should tone the attitudes down a little!”.. Of course I was just playing devils advocate and it didn’t end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, and minus the alcohol…The overall theme was that lighter skinned women along with white women usually get more attention from men. Me personally I am a fan of women and if your beautiful and sexy (inside and out, oh yea and between the heights of 5’2 – 5’10, and nice and curvy) you’d probably catch my eye. Just like the song said “I like em brown, black, Puerto Rican, or Asian”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you guys think? Is light skin the right skin? Do you feel like lighter skinned women/ white women get more attention then darker women? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-6291283929392897144?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6291283929392897144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-light-skin-right-skin.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6291283929392897144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6291283929392897144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-light-skin-right-skin.html' title='Is Light Skin the Right Skin?'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKyffcVjsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/klWaEu0jUtA/s72-c/aka.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-8511721030069426450</id><published>2009-01-05T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:46:31.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rednose pitbull'/><title type='text'>Meet Jonas the family's Pit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKNXUulV2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/A_DroJeNFBI/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKNXUulV2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/A_DroJeNFBI/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287944344326985570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKNS26aZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/E_gfx3fufAA/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKNS26aZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/E_gfx3fufAA/s320/DSC01385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287944267604060018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my pup... Jonas, He's a year and 5 months..rednose pitbull, I got him when he was 8 weeks old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say he's the family's Pit because my mom calls him her grandson and my aunts call him their nephew, and my younger cousins call him their cousin! lol.. yea, we're weird.. but they all love him and he's fam so that's a good thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a crazy little guy, and although people are usually afraid of him cuz of his looks, he would never intentionally hurt anyone. I've never even heard him bark or growl in an aggressive way towards strangers.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a whole lot of energy so I have to make sure he get's a lot of excercise. And he's a chewing machine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-8511721030069426450?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8511721030069426450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-jonas-familys-pit.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/8511721030069426450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/8511721030069426450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-jonas-familys-pit.html' title='Meet Jonas the family&apos;s Pit.'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKNXUulV2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/A_DroJeNFBI/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-4166708695327498579</id><published>2009-01-05T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:12:44.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Footwear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ato Matsumoto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supra Sneaker'/><title type='text'>Supra Black and Gold Suede, Ato Matsumoto's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKFtQ2ulWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/W2RVMvkO2zo/s1600-h/Supra+Gold+black+Suede.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKFtQ2ulWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/W2RVMvkO2zo/s320/Supra+Gold+black+Suede.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287935925151503714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKFoGp83MI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AgxH3uMaL_o/s1600-h/Ato+Matsumoto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKFoGp83MI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AgxH3uMaL_o/s320/Ato+Matsumoto.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287935836514213058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKFikb6TgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1N25pnU0txc/s1600-h/Ato+paperwork.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKFikb6TgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1N25pnU0txc/s320/Ato+paperwork.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287935741429173762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised here are pics of my Supra's the black and gold suede. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of my Ato Matsumoto's, straight from japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of the paperwork that comes with them. If you ever buy a pair, please don't do so from Ebay.. If you see them for under $350, they're fakes.... Even Distributors can't buy them at wholesale for less than $300.. (I know dudes that live in China, Japan, and Taiwan that have confirmed this) ...and everything should be in Japanese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red tag will say 29,000 yen.. which is roughly $311 bucks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-4166708695327498579?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4166708695327498579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/supra-black-and-gold-suede-ato.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4166708695327498579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/4166708695327498579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/supra-black-and-gold-suede-ato.html' title='Supra Black and Gold Suede, Ato Matsumoto&apos;s'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWKFtQ2ulWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/W2RVMvkO2zo/s72-c/Supra+Gold+black+Suede.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-7454157850720183622</id><published>2009-01-03T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:33:44.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prancing Horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferrari Scuderia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferrari'/><title type='text'>Ferrari Scuderia Spider 16M 360 interior view</title><content type='html'>click on the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ferrariworld.com/events/ss16m/virtualtour/eng/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.ferrariworld.com/events/ss16m/virtualtour/eng/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-7454157850720183622?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7454157850720183622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/ferrari-scuderia-spider-16m-360.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7454157850720183622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7454157850720183622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/ferrari-scuderia-spider-16m-360.html' title='Ferrari Scuderia Spider 16M 360 interior view'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-5795682872622231806</id><published>2009-01-03T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:25:19.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evisu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeans'/><title type='text'>Fake Jeans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SV8gsKwYY1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MEmmNFyxXxw/s1600-h/1478052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286980430729864018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SV8gsKwYY1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MEmmNFyxXxw/s320/1478052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fake Jeans Guidelines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***To buy red monkey jeans at wholesale price (as authorized dealers do, and many sellers of fake jeans claim to), you MUST have an account with the company. In order to keep that account, you must purchase a certain amount every so often. The wholesale price of these jeans still isn't cheap-it is usually above $150- so if someone is selling them for less than that, then they are fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED MONKEY JEANS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL Red Monkey jeans have double stitched inseams...if you see a pair that does not-they are fake, period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Red monkey jeans DO have frayed back pockets-HOWEVER-they are not frayed to the point that there are strings hanging from the pockets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Red Monkey jeans ALWAYS come in a wooden box...NEVER in a bag, or anything of that nature...this is one of the most common giveaways of a fake...the box is a light wood and the RMC logo is burned into it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The tags of red monkey jeans are black, with black writing...I have seen black tags with red writing-fakes-and I have even seen white tags-also fake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ***RED MONKEY JEANS DO NOT COME IN SHORTS*** some people insist that they do because they paid $400 for them...you paid $400 for a fake...sorry...the company DOES NOT make shorts-end of story...besides, red monkey jeans usually retail above $500...they also do NOT make shirts of any kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVISU JEANS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Although Evisu does make shorts...they do NOT make shorts with the paint that runs down the legs (the paint that appears as a large "M" on the back)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All Evisu jeans have double stitched inseams also...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The buttons of Evisu jeans all say evisu...they NEVER have the china man that you sometimes see on the fakes...also, every one of the small buttons in the corners of the pockets says "evisu" on them (on the outside of the jean AND the inside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Evisu jeans have TWO tags...one is the tag that is attached to the right rear pocket...the other is on the waist on the back left side of the jean...the tag says "Evisu Genes" and it has a picture of a man painting the evisu logo on a pair of jeans...also on that tag (on the inside of the jean) there are some pointers on how to spot fake evisu jeans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. All evisu jeans spell the word "jeans" as "Genes" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-5795682872622231806?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5795682872622231806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/fake-jeans.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5795682872622231806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5795682872622231806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/fake-jeans.html' title='Fake Jeans'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SV8gsKwYY1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MEmmNFyxXxw/s72-c/1478052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-6227236507190979690</id><published>2009-01-02T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:27:24.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slavery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slave trade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='African American history'/><title type='text'>Hey Everybody !! Let's Make a Slave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SV54VtxYHLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RjJXi0asTFo/s1600-h/scarred.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286795327038823602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SV54VtxYHLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RjJXi0asTFo/s320/scarred.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First of all we need a black nigger man, a pregnant nigger woman and her baby nigger boy. Second, we will use the same basic principle that we use in breaking a horse, combined with some more sustaining factors. We reduce them from their natural state in nature; whereas nature provides them with the natural capacity to take care of their needs and the needs of their offspring, we break that natural string of independence from them and thereby create a dependency state so that we may be able to get from them useful production for our business and pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARDINAL PRINCIPLE FOR MAKING A NEGRO For fear that our future generations may not understand the principle of breaking both horses and men, we lay down the art. For, if we are to sustain our basic economy we must break both of the beasts together, the nigger and the horse. We understand that short range planning in economics results in periodic economic chaos, so that, to avoid turmoil in the economy, it requires us to have breadth and depth in long range comprehensive planning, articulating both skill and sharp perception. We lay down the following principles for long range comprehensive economic planning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Both horse and niggers are no good to the economy in the wild or natural state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) Both must be broken and tied together for orderly production. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) For orderly futures, special and particular attention must be paid to the female and the youngest offspring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) Both must be crossbred to produce a variety and division of labor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) Both must taught to respond to a peculiar new language. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6) Psychological and physical instruction of containment must be created for both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hold the above six cardinals as truths to be self-evident, based upon following discourse concerning the economics of breaking and tying the horse and nigger together...all inclusive of the six principles laid down above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Neither principles alone will suffice for good economics. All principles must be employed for the orderly good of the nation. Accordingly, both a wild horse and a wild or natural nigger is dangerous even if captured, for they will have the tendency to seek their customary freedom, and, in doing so, might kill you in your sleep. You cannot rest. They sleep while you are awake and are awake while you are asleep. They are dangerous near the family house and it requires too much labor to watch them away from the house. Above all you cannot get them to work in this natural state. Hence, both the horse and the nigger must be broken, that is break them from one form of mental life to another, keep the body and take the mind. In other words, break the will to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the breaking process in the same for the horse and the nigger, only slightly varying in degrees. But as we said before, you must keep your eye focused on the female and the offspring of the horse and the nigger. A brief discourse in offspring development will shed light on the key to sound economic principle. &lt;strong&gt;Pay little attention to the generation of original breaking but&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;concentrate on future generations&lt;/strong&gt;. Therefore, &lt;strong&gt;if you break the female, she will break&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the offspring in its early years of development and, when the offspring is old enough to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;work, she will deliver it up to you&lt;/strong&gt;. For her normal female protective tendencies will have been lost in the original breaking process. For example, take the case of the wild stud horse, a female horse and an already infant horse and compare the breaking process with two captured nigger males in their natural state, a pregnant nigger woman with her infant offspring. Take the stud horse, break him for limited containment. Completely break the female horse until she becomes very gentle whereas you or anybody can ride her in comfort. Breed the mare until you have the desired offspring. Then you can turn the stud to freedom until you need him again. Train the female horse whereby she will eat out of your hand, and she will train the infant horse to eat of your hand also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to breaking the uncivilized nigger, use the same process, but vary the degree and step up the pressure so as to do a complete reversal of the mind. Take the meanest and most restless nigger, strip him of his clothes in front of the remaining niggers, the female, and the nigger infant, tar and feather him, tie each leg to a different horse faced in opposite directions, set him a fire and beat both horses to pull him apart in front of the remaining niggers. The next step is to take a bullwhip and beat the remaining nigger male to the point of death in front of the female and the infant. Don't kill him. But put the fear of God in him, for he can be useful for future breeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BREAKING PROCESS OF THE AFRICAN WOMAN Take the female and run a series of tests on her to see if she will submit to you desires willingly. Test her in every way, because she is the most important factor for good economic. If she shows any signs of resistance in submitting completely to your will, do not hesitate to use the bull whip on her to extract that last bit of bitch out of her. Take care not to kill her, for in doing so, you spoil good economics. When in complete submission, she will train her offspring in the early years to submit to labor when they become of age. Understanding is the best thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we shall go deeper into this area of the subject matter concerning what we have produced here in this breaking of the female nigger. We have reversed the relationship. &lt;strong&gt;In her natural uncivilized state she would have a strong dependency on the uncivilized nigger male, and she would have a limited protective dependency toward her independent male offspring and would raise female offspring to be dependent like her. Nature had provided for this type of balance. We reversed nature by burning and dependent like her. Nature had provided for this type of balance. We reversed nature by burning and pulling one civilized nigger apart and bull whipping the other to the point of death--all in her presence. By her being left alone, unprotected, with male image destroyed, the ordeal cased her to move from her psychological dependent state to a frozen independent state. In this frozen psychological state of independence she will raise her male and female offspring in reversed roles. For fear of the young male's life&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;she will psychologically train him to be&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mentally weak and dependent but physically strong&lt;/strong&gt;. Because she has become psychologically independent, she will train her female offspring to be psychological independent as well. What have you got?man behi&lt;strong&gt; You've got the nigger woman out front and the nigger&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;man behind and scared&lt;/strong&gt;. This is perfect situation for sound sleep and economics. Before the breaking process, we had to be alert and on guard at all times. Now we can sleep soundly, for out of frozen fear, his woman stand guard for us. He cannot get past her early infant slave molding process. He is good tool, now ready to be tied to the horse at a tender age. By the time a nigger boy reaches the age of sixteen, he is soundly broken in and ready for a long life of sound and efficient work and the reproduction of a unit of good labor force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continually, through the breaking of uncivilized savage niggers, by throwing the nigger female savage into a frozen psychological state of independency, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by killing the protective male image, and by creating a submissive dependent mind of the nigger male slave, we have created an orbiting cycle that turns on its own axis forever, unless a phenomenon occurs and reshifts the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;positions of the male and female savages&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We show what we mean by example. We breed two nigger males with two nigger females. Then we take the nigger males away from them and keep them moving and working. Say the nigger female bear a nigger female and the other bears a nigger male. both nigger females, being without influence of the nigger male image, frozen with an independent psychology, will raise him to be mentally dependent and weak, but physically strong...in other words, body over mind. We will mate and breed them and continue the cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is good, sound, and long range comprehensive planning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: POSSIBLE INTERLOPING NEGATIVES Earlier, we talked about the non-economic good of the horse and the nigger in their wild or natural state; we talked out the principle of breaking and tying them together for orderly production, furthermore, we talked about paying particular attention to the female savage and her offspring for orderly future planning; then more recently we stated that, by reversing the positions of the male and female savages &lt;strong&gt;we had created an orbiting cycle that turns on its own axis forever, unless phenomenon occurred, and reshifted the positions of the male and female savages&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our experts warned us about the possibility of this phenomenon occurring, for they say that the mind has a strong drive to correct and recorrect itself over a period of time if it can touch some substantial original historical base; and they advised us that the best way to deal with phenomenon is to shave off the brute's mental history and create a multiplicity of phenomenon or illusions so that each illusion will twirl in its own orbit, something akin to floating balls in a vacuum. This creation of a multiplicity of phenomenon or illusions entails the principles of crossbreeding the nigger and the horse as we stated above, the purpose of which is to create a diversified division of labor. The result of which is severance of the points of original beginning's for each spherical illusion. Since we felt that the subject matter may get more complicated as we proceed in laying down our economic plan concerning the purpose, reason, and effect of cross-breeding horses and niggers, we shall lay down the following definitional terms for future generations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Orbiting cycle means a thing turning in a given pattern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Axis means upon which or around which a body turns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Phenomenon means something beyond ordinary conception and inspires awe and wonder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Multiplicity means a great number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Sphere means a globe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Cross-breeding a horse means taking a horse and breeding it with an ass and you get a dumb backward ass, longheaded mule that is not reproductive nor productive by itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Cross-breeding niggers means taking so many drops of good white blood and putting them into as many nigger women as possible, varying the drops by the various tone that you want, and then letting them breed with each other until cycle of colors appear as you desire.&lt;br /&gt;What this means is this: Put the niggers and the horse in the breeding pot, mix some asses and some good white blood and what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;You got a multiplicity of colors of ass backwards, unusual niggers, running, tied to backwards ass longheaded mules, the one productive of itself, the other sterile. (The one constant, the other dying. We keep nigger constant for we may replace the mule for another tool) both mule and nigger tied to each other, neither knowing where the other came from and neither productive for itself, nor without each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTROLLED LANGUAGE Cross-breeding completed, for further severance from their original beginning, we must completely annihilate the mother tongue of both the nigger and the new mule and institute a new language that involves the new life's work of both.&lt;br /&gt;You know, language is a peculiar institution. It leads to the heart of people. the more a foreigner knows about the language of another country the more he is able to move through all levels of that society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if the foreigner is an enemy of the country, to the extent that he knows the body of the language, to that extent is the country vulnerable to attack or invasion of a foreign culture. For example, &lt;strong&gt;you take the slave, if you teach him all about your language, he will know all your secrets, and he is then no more a slave, for you can't fool him any longer and having a fool is one of the basic ingredients of and incidents to the making of the slavery system.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; "This speech was delivered by Willie Lynch on the bank of the James River in the colony of Virginia in 1712. Lynch was a British slave owner in the West Indies. He was invited to the colony of Virginia in 1712 to teach his methods to slave owners there. The term "lynching" is derived from his last name."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I read this in its entirety a couple years ago I was blown away. If you look up "Willie Lynch Letters" you'll find his speeches and some more of his ideas and concepts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-your thoughts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-6227236507190979690?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6227236507190979690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everybody-lets-make-slave.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6227236507190979690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6227236507190979690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everybody-lets-make-slave.html' title='Hey Everybody !! Let&apos;s Make a Slave!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SV54VtxYHLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RjJXi0asTFo/s72-c/scarred.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-3752523879242106036</id><published>2008-12-31T13:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:58:59.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice guys'/><title type='text'>Why Nice Guys Finish Last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVvpkQ4JzkI/AAAAAAAAADk/zLL9Yq8WUM0/s1600-h/Steve+and+Laura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286075396864462402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVvpkQ4JzkI/AAAAAAAAADk/zLL9Yq8WUM0/s320/Steve+and+Laura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Found this on the web, thought it was relevant, thought I'd share..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Nice Guys Finish Last :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a nice guy who has always wondered why the cocky guy -- the one who barely appears interested in the girl -- is usually the one who gets the girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you suffered from hearing the words, "You're a really nice guy, but I only like you as a friend," from a woman who you would do (or may, in fact, have already done) just about anything and everything for -- only to turn around and watch her date (or even chase) a guy who treats her like she's nothing special? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And are you stumped wondering why she would date a guy who treats her like that when she could have you who would treat her like a princess and give her everything she wants? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, you better brace yourself because I'm going to tell you a couple of secrets that you might not want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, "nice" equates with boring and predictable. Look up "nice" in the dictionary and you'll find: pleasant; agreeable; satisfactory. In other words, average -- not exceptional, not exciting, and not sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll bet you've never heard a woman say she didn't want to date a guy because he was too confident, too passionate, or too exciting -- have you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I'll bet you have heard women say things like, "He's such a nice guy. He's so sweet and he's always there for me, but I only like him as a friend." Or, "He's such a good guy -- kind, thoughtful, generous, honest, loyal -- but there's no chemistry&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He just doesn't turn me on." Sadly, I hear it all the time. The fact is, Mr. Nice Guy, you cannot bore a woman into feeling attracted to you or into wanting to date you. And as obvious as that sounds, if you are one of those guys I described that is exactly what you are trying to do. And it won't work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please understand that I am not suggesting that you mistreat women or disrespect them in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I suggesting is that you value and respect yourself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To illustrate what I mean: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer to the question, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why does the guy who doesn't appear to care as much about the girl get the girl?" is simple: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nice guy cares too much, too soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has made the woman too important and too valuable and it shows in everything he says and does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is too available, too eager to please, too accommodating, and he gives too much -- all without getting anything in return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By doing so, he has made himself appear desperate, insecure, needy of this woman's attention, affection, and approval -- and he has stripped himself of any value in her eyes. After all, if he's already doing and giving everything, without her doing or giving anything - why would she value him? She won't. She is not going to value him any more than he values himself. What she is going to do is look for someone else, someone who she perceives as being more worthy, more confident, and more valuable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you need something, or you want it too badly, you forfeit your strength and lose all power of negotiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in a position of weakness and you are perceived as weak. Someone (or something) else is in control of you, the situation, and it's outcome. Men in this situation appear to be anything but confident, strong, and exciting. More, they are perceived as being unworthy and as lacking value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that are easily acquired, obtained, or maintained, without any effort or sacrifice, lack value... it's human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to why the cocky guy wins with women, over the nice guy, is that he is perceived as being a stronger, more confident guy with more value. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never invests everything -- his entire being, ego, and self-worth in what one woman's response or reaction to him is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't gush with compliments; he isn't always available; he doesn't give too much; and he knows he isn't going to die if a woman says "no" to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More, his attitude is, yeah, I'd like to go out with you, but if I can't, that's OK -- I'm a busy guy, with exciting things going on, and lots of other options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Your thoughts..)&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/6484557761044844940-3752523879242106036?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3752523879242106036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-nice-guys-finish-last.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/3752523879242106036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/3752523879242106036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-nice-guys-finish-last.html' title='Why Nice Guys Finish Last...'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVvpkQ4JzkI/AAAAAAAAADk/zLL9Yq8WUM0/s72-c/Steve+and+Laura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-2091790756216530158</id><published>2008-12-30T18:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:42:57.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supra Sneaker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sneakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High Tops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crocodile Sneakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suede Sneakers'/><title type='text'>Supra Black and Suede Croc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVrbyZ94iVI/AAAAAAAAADc/dWqkSfLXw2U/s1600-h/DSC02647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285778771683084626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVrbyZ94iVI/AAAAAAAAADc/dWqkSfLXw2U/s320/DSC02647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright so, I like designer sneakers and shit…. No, not uptowns with the Gucci print. But actual name brands, creative recreations, Ato Matsumoto’s, Supra’s.. sneakers like that.. I just picked up a pair of Supra’s from their fall catalog and these joints are sick! I thought maybe some of you might appreciate them. These are their black and suede Crocs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-2091790756216530158?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2091790756216530158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/alright-so-i-like-designer-sneakers-and.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2091790756216530158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2091790756216530158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/alright-so-i-like-designer-sneakers-and.html' title='Supra Black and Suede Croc'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVrbyZ94iVI/AAAAAAAAADc/dWqkSfLXw2U/s72-c/DSC02647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-3295121414628416496</id><published>2008-12-30T18:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:30:13.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biscuits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popeyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munchies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fried chicken'/><title type='text'>Munchies !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVrY5q5ZlpI/AAAAAAAAADU/EHRJ6GcNbH0/s1600-h/DSC02641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285775597951882898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVrY5q5ZlpI/AAAAAAAAADU/EHRJ6GcNbH0/s320/DSC02641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Munchies !! MMMM HHMMM!!! Delicious! You see, this is the reason why a dude gotta stay in the gym a couple times a week!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-3295121414628416496?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3295121414628416496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/munchies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/3295121414628416496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/3295121414628416496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/munchies.html' title='Munchies !!!!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVrY5q5ZlpI/AAAAAAAAADU/EHRJ6GcNbH0/s72-c/DSC02641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-2304810689589555859</id><published>2008-12-29T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:07:09.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Matrix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><title type='text'>The Matrix  (written 11/21/2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVmAXcTNoLI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tja8QRFNpJ8/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285396777918111922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVmAXcTNoLI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tja8QRFNpJ8/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like I'm Neo, and I'm in the Matrix. I have already taken the red pill (or whatever color pill he took to realize "the truth"), and I am walking around my neighborhood seeing everything and everyone in "code" or seeing them for what they really are. they dont know that they are being controlled by a superior being and they are living, breathing, and behaving like robots. I take that back, not as robots, but like animals in some instances. Now, I'm not in any way suggesting I am better than anyone because I strongly believe that everyone has their strengths and weaknesses in any area. But, I do believe that ignorance is a deadly deadly virus that can keep you sick and uninformed. It can lock down your brain from receiving any signals of knowledge. It can keep you locked in a particular social class for decades upon decades... The other day while I walked to my car I saw a kid I grew up with. He asked where I worked and I told him that I worked at all the hospitals on Manhattan. He replied "Manhattan? aint that where all the gays are at?"... In my mind I kind of felt sorry for him and his question, but I decided not to laugh or show any type of reaction that'll suggest I was ridiculing him. I said "well there's a specific part that is known to have a large homosexual population, but thats not the whole island"... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I've always been "the one". When I was four years old I read books that were at the ninth grade reading level (I used to be smart, Don't really know what happened over time).. I've always had the need to try to know a little bit about everything. But, I guess that's just me. Of course there are agents out there, who's main job is to stop me from rising up and being successful. They transform from looking like regular non suspecting humans to reveal their true form when ever they try to destroy me. There was an incident when I was arguing with my next door neighbors because they were parked in front of my driveway as I waited 40 minutes for them to come outside to move it. Then gave me attitude because they had to move it! Long story short, after a brief flurry of explicatives had been exchanged between us I'll never forget one of their closing attacks..... get ready for this one.. you guys ready? She goes.."you white boy, going to work everyday with your shirt and tie on!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but she left herself open... so open I had to stoop down to her level and deliver pae mae's five point punch of death to destroy her (I know, I know, he doesn't teach it to everyone just his very best students). I said some very hurtful things, honestly, I almost felt kind of bad afterwards.....almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are others out there that are enlightened as well. My peeps that fight the secret war against ignorance. And gladly join me in the fight to enlight more soldiers. Offer them a choice between pills. This is the pack I try to stay associated with. People who I can learn from and stimulate thought with. BUT, there are those soldiers who hate the fact that they are enlightened and wish to go back to the simplistic life before they knew what was really going on. They do not want the burden of knowing that the steak they are eating doesn't really taste like steak, but in fact their mind is programed to tell them what a steak tastes like. What if that steak really tastes like corned beef? There are those soldiers that don't want to know the truth, and would rather just eat a delicious ass steak while saying to themselves "ignorance is bliss!".. I have to be careful and be able to realize when I'm dealing with one of these foes, they work with agents very closely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Barack is Morpheus there may be some hope for change. slowly but surely more of us will continue to destroy these agents, and kill the machines sent out to destroy us by keeping us ignorant. We'll destroy them with our knowledge. I personally like to carry several weapons of knowledge just in case of a sneak attack of ignoranc. Bullets of thought, and laser beams of inspiration. Grenades and mines ready to explode motivation, perserverance, and ingenuity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Neo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-2304810689589555859?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2304810689589555859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/matrix-written-11212008.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2304810689589555859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/2304810689589555859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/matrix-written-11212008.html' title='The Matrix  (written 11/21/2008)'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVmAXcTNoLI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tja8QRFNpJ8/s72-c/Picture+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-5823751708116522114</id><published>2008-12-28T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T06:34:46.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real estate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Conversations with a Jewish Man on Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVh8F885buI/AAAAAAAAACk/wXWIryoOVMc/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVh8F885buI/AAAAAAAAACk/wXWIryoOVMc/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285110604422016738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very interesting interaction with an older Orthodox jewish gentleman, while at work on christmas eve. He was part of the staff who cleaned up the Operating Rooms after a surgery has occured (guess you can call him a janitor). I was in the O.R. waiting for a case to start when the head nurse called for him to go clean a room. One of his co-workers jokingly said "hey come on leave him alone, it's christmas eve.. he shouldn't be working". A doctor was walking past and replied " who ? Rosenblum... he doesn't have to work either, hey man, when are you going to sell me one of your buildings?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor continued to give him accolades on being able to own multiple residential properties while I eavesdropped.. and when the doctor walked away and left him in the room alone to clean up, I decided I would approach him, introduce myself, then ask him if I could pick his brain in order to get some helpful hints on how to get on the road to being a successful property owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very down to earth, and was really open and honest. I asked him how'd he get started and he told me he saved his money for about 3 years and bought his first property from one of his cousins. He made careful decisions when it came to lawyers, banks, and the loans he took out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere he says to me (in an orthodox jewish accent) " you know what the problem is with you people?... you like to buy too much garbage, you see, we don't do that.. we don't care about basketball shoes or cars, the only thing we care about is our property, it is the fastest way to become wealthy"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't offended by the "you people" comment, mainly because I felt like he was being genuine and speaking to me with wisdom.. and actually WANTED to pass on some words of wisdom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued "my friend, I promise you.. all you have to do for me is save your money for atleast 2 years, thats it, and I guarantee you.. you can get into a property"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued and we spoke about other little details pertaining to real estate, being a landlord, renting, so on and so forth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I realized I met a man who was a multimillionaire... who owned a couple multi family properties but was still humble enough to go to work as a janitor everyday!..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finished college one of the things I promised I would accomplish as early as possible, would be to buy a house or maybe two. Mainly because it is the fastest way to wealth and homes are an excellent investment. One of my "resolutions" is to make that goal one of my main focuses for 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-5823751708116522114?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5823751708116522114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/conversations-with-jew-on-christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5823751708116522114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5823751708116522114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/conversations-with-jew-on-christmas-eve.html' title='Conversations with a Jewish Man on Christmas Eve'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVh8F885buI/AAAAAAAAACk/wXWIryoOVMc/s72-c/DSC00259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-9147284708068118605</id><published>2008-12-27T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T06:34:00.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Why Are You Really Upset....</title><content type='html'>Come on, now answer this question as honestly as possible. Why are you really upset? Is it really because you know it wouldn't be able to work? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, is it because she doesn't want YOU anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and YOU, as in who you are, who you've become on the inside/ what you appear to be on the outside doesn't matter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you wanted her to be the love of your life, and through all the turmoil, in the end you would only destroy each other, rather than build each other up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Destroy each other like mortal enemies, destroying each other internally.. spiritually tearing each others souls apart)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, is it because she's no longer there to stroke your ego.. to comfort you .. there on call, ready willing and able to comfort you whenever your dealing with any mental duress....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(support me babe, I'm calling you to hear me out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you really upset? Be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night, what's bothering you?.. The fact that no one is there to speak to you on the level of consciousness only two cosmic beings can relate to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, the fact that she doesn't WANT TO anymore.. You must love rejection,  no? So why are you really upset then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why you're upset. love brings change. You've been changed. You have to change back to how you were before. Before you were softened up.. Your too sweet, like that rock candy. Sure you'll get sucked on, but after a while its annoying, and you have to get spat out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No but seriously, and I'll ask one more time... why are you really upset?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, cope .. the feelings are natural. the feelings of "want", and "need"... take them in. Use them to help make you stronger. Reflect, relax and reflect. Use them to build the impenetrable force that is ultimately you. Unbreakable.. thats what you are.. Learn. Add more knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now you know.. and its fuel now, so use it to drive you beyond measure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond measure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-9147284708068118605?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9147284708068118605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-are-you-really-upset.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/9147284708068118605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/9147284708068118605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-are-you-really-upset.html' title='Why Are You Really Upset....'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-7804569497411680660</id><published>2008-12-25T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:03:31.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVmBabWMu2I/AAAAAAAAADM/Dr3UJF4-IRw/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285397928713436002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVmBabWMu2I/AAAAAAAAADM/Dr3UJF4-IRw/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVN_jKzzMvI/AAAAAAAAACc/KC9qZl47Spk/s1600-h/The+Rock+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biggie said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sex wit the ex makes the sex spec-tacular..." or something to that effect. But, what has always made sex with your ex so alluring? Well maybe not for all people, but I always tend to hear about sticky situations dealing with women, their ex boyfriends, and new lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the familiar touch? A certain warmth... a closeness... he knows what you want and how you want it, and vice-versa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was at work, in a public area, I heard a girl make a comment... she said : "I would rather have sex with one of my ex's when I'm single, rather than find some new guy to do the job and add another motherfucker to my list of mutherfuckers that boned me already"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to crack up right there on the spot. But I guess she kind of had a point....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, in the past sex with the ex always created some type of confusion.. and in the end we both would argue and bitch and moan and revisit why we couldnt be together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your thoughts...&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/6484557761044844940-7804569497411680660?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7804569497411680660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/sex.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7804569497411680660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/7804569497411680660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/sex.html' title='Sex'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVmBabWMu2I/AAAAAAAAADM/Dr3UJF4-IRw/s72-c/Picture+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-8439222031451925957</id><published>2008-12-23T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:41:06.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Artina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langston hughes'/><title type='text'>To Artina</title><content type='html'>To Artina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take your soul out of your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As though I were God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the little words you say to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor the sweet of your lips alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take your heart for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be God when it comes to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Langston Hughes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whats your interpretation of this poem?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-8439222031451925957?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8439222031451925957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-artina.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/8439222031451925957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/8439222031451925957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-artina.html' title='To Artina'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-6088893164765972106</id><published>2008-12-22T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:41:29.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='referee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>When Refs Attack!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVA7ZCX2Z1I/AAAAAAAAABg/j-UEUAV1K-M/s1600-h/When+Refs+attack!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282787664225265490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVA7ZCX2Z1I/AAAAAAAAABg/j-UEUAV1K-M/s320/When+Refs+attack!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I grew up playing football. Played since I was a little kid all the way up to college. I had dreams of playing in the NFL, but.. I wasn't quick enough. Strong enough, but didn't have the quickness to be a professional. With that said, I have to admit that there was a part of the game I definitely took for granted, the referrees.. or officials if you prefer that term. Sometimes they worked in our favor, and sometimes we just looked at them like they were complete nuisances. They were always in the way of a play, or arguing with our coaches. There are teammates I can argue with about certain calls that were made on my team, that may even have cost us certain games in high school and college!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was not until I stopped playing and really had the time to become a spectator that I realized the amount of hard work these dudes put in during a full game. They have specific positions, along with certain fouls or infractions EACH Ref may be assigned to! Nope, all these years of playing and I never knew that the Ref that stood right behind the defense (usually right next to the linebackers) were actually called Field Judges!! ( I know I know, I should be embarrassed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Question: Have you ever seen a Running Back Break away for a really long run, and while that's happening.. while the announcer is screaming "he's at the thirty, he's at the twenty, he's at the ten.... five, TOUCHDOWN!!!" actually LOOK AT THE SIDELINE NEXT TO THE RUNNING BACK?!?!? YES a referee will be right there RUNNING FULL SPEED RIGHT NEXT TO HIM!!.. I never witnessed this until a couple years ago, and secretly whenever a back breaks a run, I always look for the ref sprinting down the field doing his job, looking at him to make sure he's in bounds, etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth of the matter is about 90% of these guys used to play organized football to a certain degree. And if they are working in the NFL, its more than likely they used to actually play IN the NFL. Most of them are still in shape too. They have full blown work out regiments and everything !! Nonetheless there are still players who take referees for granted, and I remember back in my playing days they used to say "if a ref gets in your way, run him over".. well on the professional level it may be a little bit different. You might actually run into a guy that might've played a little ball... and he might even still have that "Mean Streak" where you automatically put your shoulder into a guy "just because you had the opportunity"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to have made a short story long, Referee Garth DeFelice ANNIHILATED Rams running back Kenneth Darby yesterday during the Rams game!!  Google it to find the actual video, I know its on there by now!..&lt;/div&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/6484557761044844940-6088893164765972106?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6088893164765972106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-refs-attack.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6088893164765972106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/6088893164765972106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-refs-attack.html' title='When Refs Attack!!!'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVA7ZCX2Z1I/AAAAAAAAABg/j-UEUAV1K-M/s72-c/When+Refs+attack!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-5720122773353248842</id><published>2008-12-21T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:42:00.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>You have this Preconditioned mind set.</title><content type='html'>(written sometime in the year 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SU8Q2v3KfvI/AAAAAAAAABY/088S1CLyDvU/s1600-h/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282459420675702514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SU8Q2v3KfvI/AAAAAAAAABY/088S1CLyDvU/s320/DSC01172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You See, you have this preconditioned mindset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost like its a challenge.. this .... this... man, woman thing.. This.. I like you, let me see if you like me, and hopefully you do..... thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this ...this... if you do, then maybe we could be.. something beautiful .... thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thats the thing.. You're afraid.. afraid of this thing that can chase all your demons away. It may be too powerful for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may be too powerful for me, but ,maybe we should give into this thing we fear most. Let go of all our insecurities. Let go of the steering wheel and see what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to be able to live life like I only have 2 weeks to live, really live and not sweat the petty things.. never look back, love unconditionally and laugh incontrollably... sigh... that would be bliss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, you have this preconditioned mindset. as if you're suppossed to be miserable, as if you're suppossed to be mistreated. No!.. open your eyes and know that you are a queen.. Come here, let me hold you.. caress you, .. kiss you... play with your hair.. massage you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesnt it feel good?. I want to make you feel good. All the time.. because you're special.. I would like to change your mindset. That preconditioned madness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to love you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484557761044844940-5720122773353248842?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5720122773353248842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-have-this-preconditioned-mind-set.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5720122773353248842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/5720122773353248842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-have-this-preconditioned-mind-set.html' title='You have this Preconditioned mind set.'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SU8Q2v3KfvI/AAAAAAAAABY/088S1CLyDvU/s72-c/DSC01172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484557761044844940.post-1681192328813214909</id><published>2008-12-21T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:42:20.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowflakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Snow Flakes; written 12/16/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVFmxgsg3DI/AAAAAAAAACU/-sdXnyaVZD8/s1600-h/snowflakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283116838658563122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVFmxgsg3DI/AAAAAAAAACU/-sdXnyaVZD8/s320/snowflakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SU45P5dq1NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/x2WDs_f7rUg/s1600-h/P1010087.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SU43VHHS23I/AAAAAAAAABI/S9rmpZUooC0/s1600-h/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today as I left a hospital in Manhattan it started to snow. I've always liked the snow. Growing up, I always associated it with this time of the year. Christmas and the end of the year. Every once in a while I stop to take in the beauty of things and as I stood on the corner of 17th street and 1st avenue I realized that the flakes gradually became larger and larger. Each snow flake was exaggerated in its beauty. Some of them seemed filled with sadness and as they floated slowly to the ground they weeped. They did not fall abrubtly to the ground without any regard... As if a higher power wanted to place them gently onto the earth. And I noticed each snowflake stuck to the ground and did not melt... When I started to walk to my car I noticed the snowfall began to get more and more violent. Each flake wasn't as exaggerated, and I wasn't able to make them out. They were small microchips of confusion. When they hit they ground it was almost as if each one died.. They did not care anymore and wanted to be thrown to their demise, and as they hit the ground, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each.....One......Dissappeared......&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/6484557761044844940-1681192328813214909?l=streatdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1681192328813214909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-flakes-121608.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/1681192328813214909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484557761044844940/posts/default/1681192328813214909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streatdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-flakes-121608.html' title='Snow Flakes; written 12/16/08'/><author><name>CorporateHustler32</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03380334513010456854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SWPdSP4z2cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zN6piBURnCk/S220/Me+with+Shades.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrxY2n94EWI/SVFmxgsg3DI/AAAAAAAAACU/-sdXnyaVZD8/s72-c/snowflakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
