<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127</id><updated>2009-02-21T06:02:45.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lab Rat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114868322102710839</id><published>2006-05-26T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T04:30:43.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haitus</title><content type='html'>Ok everyone, I am sorry for the long absence of posting.  To make a long story short i've been very busy with real life.  Ok yea that was the extremely short version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently the wife and I have been getting more and more into digital art.  She has gone the route of photography and editing.  She has taken some amazing pictures.  If you want to check them out go &lt;a href="http://my-world.my-expressions.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; . I however have been playing around with the imaginary, and abstract digital art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent that last week or so looking at tutorials and here is my very first creation.  I hope you like it, and if not then I obviously don't like you.  If you take my image just take my name also, and do not alter it.  I made it in 1680x1050 resolution as that is what I have running on my monitor.  If you would like it in a different screen size feel free to email me and I would be happy to resize it for you.  But I doubt that anyone who still comes here would care for it hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8010/2352/1600/digital%20lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8010/2352/400/digital%20lights.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that my youngest brother is graduating tommrow.  He is graduating with honors in the National Art Honor Society.  We are all very proud of him.  Now as like with myself and my other brother, he needs to figure out what he wants to do with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags:  &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/Digital/%5Btagname%5D" rel="tag"&gt;Digital&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/Art/%5Btagname%5D" rel="tag"&gt;Art&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/Wallpaper/%5Btagname%5D" rel="tag"&gt;Wallpaper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114868322102710839?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114868322102710839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114868322102710839' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114868322102710839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114868322102710839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/05/haitus.html' title='Haitus'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114536868963286753</id><published>2006-04-18T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T06:58:09.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Red Paperclip</title><content type='html'>Most of you have probably already heard about this guy, but as I am a secluded person, I came across his website while listening to the radio on the way to work. &lt;a href="http://oneredpaperclip.blogspot.com/"&gt;One Red Paperclip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;oneredpaperclip&gt; is about a Canadian (I know but it's ok he's cool)who wants to own a house but he doesn't have any money, but he does have a paperclip, a game of "Bigger and better", and a dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok suspense over this guy had a crazy cool idea and is running with it. I hope he gets a house out of a paperclip. It makes me feel good that someone with a good idea or imagination can do so much in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Paperclip" rel="tag"&gt;Paperclip&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Imagination" rel="tag"&gt;Imagination&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/House" rel="tag"&gt;House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114536868963286753?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114536868963286753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114536868963286753' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114536868963286753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114536868963286753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-red-paperclip.html' title='One Red Paperclip'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114489457260156314</id><published>2006-04-12T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T03:18:53.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Warning* Waking up with the King</title><content type='html'>So, I know everyone has seen these commercials, like them, and think they are funny. I however do not. Yes I am a man. Yes I can be a girly man. The *king* haunts my dreams. This picture in particular from their most recent commercial is terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e122/rch7279/Dsc006941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I not want to wake up with the king, but if I saw something like that lying next to me in bed, peeking around a corner, or in my favorite strip booth I would either be running and screaming or grabbing the nearest object to beat him with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsKHtWfVUl4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsKHtWfVUl4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burger King deffinately has some crazy ideas when it comes to advertising  check this out &lt;a href="http://www.subservientchicken.com/"&gt;subservient chicken&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one be so upset by a commercial? Everyone has a time when a commercial hits that certain emotion that triggers an outburst. My wife for example will be brought to tears watching pretty much anything containing a visual of a baby crying, or an animal getting hurt. Me, I change my pants whenever I see the *king* or the lady on the local evening news with a misshapen mouth. (That just isn't natural!) I know I am a pansy, I know I'm weird but my wife loves me most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/fear" rel="tag"&gt;fear&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/king" rel="tag"&gt;king&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/commercials" rel="tag"&gt;commercials&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114489457260156314?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114489457260156314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114489457260156314' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114489457260156314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114489457260156314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/04/warning-waking-up-with-king.html' title='*Warning* Waking up with the King'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114418992479690876</id><published>2006-04-04T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:04:19.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Due To Popular Demand</title><content type='html'>Ok not really due to "popular" demand... Just the demands of my wife. I like to post, it's fun, it's my blog...But I don't always have time to think of something to post. Rosie disagrees, I should just post about anything, like how I forgot to put boxers on before going to work today (wasn't very nice), or how even though Mitsu (girl cat) isn't in heat anymore but is still all about having sex with Harley (boy cat) EVERYWHERE and at all times of the day. Man I remember those days. I guess that is ok to post about, because anything that I think of that would be fun or interesting takes thought and/or preperation to put together in a coherent way, which as of late I do not have much, if any, time to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have 2 choices. Either I write down everything I think might be fun or interesting to post about, and surf the web for interesting news or what not. Or I find the humerous things in my own life (few and farbetween) and share them with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is that I am going to decide though... As you can tell from the "catch phrase" of my blog if I involve myself in deep thoughts when I'm trying to be creative, it just makes things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, all anyone can expect is the unexpected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/unexpected" rel="tag"&gt;unexpected&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/life" rel="tag"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114418992479690876?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114418992479690876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114418992479690876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114418992479690876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114418992479690876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/04/due-to-popular-demand.html' title='Due To Popular Demand'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114359159930957586</id><published>2006-03-28T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T16:19:59.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Geeks (if you know what MMORPG stands for that's you)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2006/03/23/misbehaving_players_.html"&gt;Ultimate Geek Punishment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for all of the geeks out there who play MMORPG's. Yes I am one of the many. Honestly the best idea for punishment I have ever seen in an online game&lt;br /&gt;Mabey if they introduce public spankings there player base would expand beyond their wildest dreams&lt;br /&gt;But then again mabey it isn't a good idea, I don't tend to come up with good ideas. Like the time I got drunk at a friend's party and let everyone draw all over my face with permenant markers (the said it was a game, but i kept losing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8010/2352/1600/599529147_ORIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8010/2352/320/599529147_ORIG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's me. It was my 21st too, and if not for this picture I don't believe I would beable to remember any of it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Drunk" rel="tag"&gt;Drunk&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Geek" rel="tag"&gt;Geek&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/MMORPG" rel="tag"&gt;MMORPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114359159930957586?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114359159930957586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114359159930957586' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114359159930957586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114359159930957586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-geeks-if-you-know-what-mmorpg.html' title='For the Geeks (if you know what MMORPG stands for that&apos;s you)'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114324787524080467</id><published>2006-03-23T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:51:15.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubborness Will Prevail (someday)</title><content type='html'>So i have a delima. It all started when I went to watch a movie the other night while going to bed. And I started wondering, does anyone else start watching a movie, and get so excited about a movie that they see in the preview, that they are extremely disappointed once the actual movie starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do...all the time. But it was extremely bad that night. I saw a preview for spiderman 2, and once i realized what i was actually going to watch i couldn't stand it, which was 50 First dates btw, which my wife put in also hehe. So rather than just going to sleep and being done with it I took on a mission. A MISSION TO FIND MY MOVIE!! And believe me I did not stop until I found that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is that it took me almost 2 hours, and loads of frustration, to find it, so by the time i actually got up to bed to put the movie in, I was ready to pass out and didn't even make it past the previews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think i should try not being so darn stubborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/stubborn" rel="tag"&gt;stubborn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114324787524080467?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114324787524080467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114324787524080467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114324787524080467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114324787524080467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/stubborness-will-prevail-someday.html' title='Stubborness Will Prevail (someday)'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114278115667633625</id><published>2006-03-19T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:12:36.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, just wow...</title><content type='html'>Seriously something really messed up here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suntimes.com/output/news/cst-nws-ouch17.html"&gt;News Article From Chicago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/News" rel="tag"&gt;News&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Penis" rel="tag"&gt;Penis&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Police" rel="tag"&gt;Police&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114278115667633625?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114278115667633625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114278115667633625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114278115667633625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114278115667633625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/wow-just-wow.html' title='Wow, just wow...'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114225873557872026</id><published>2006-03-18T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T16:31:12.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of Intrest</title><content type='html'>Just so everyone knows I am not all high and mighty on myself, just new to the area and don't think the normal thing is right. I don't have a problem with people who need food stamps, or welfare, or medicade. They are goverment programs set up for people who need them. The problem I have is with people who abuse them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to tell you a story about a girl that I work with, for lack of being cool like everyone else and making up a name for her, I will call her Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica has 3 children, the oldest being 4 and youngest 1 month, with 3 different fathers for all the children. She has been marries twice, divoreced twice...It sounds like she is pretty far along in her life. But Jessica is 19 years old. She is single, works 1 job making $7.00 an hour lives off of welfare, food stamps, and medicaid. Jessica has 5 brothers, 1 sister, her mother, grandmother, and grandfater all live in Canton too. All of them give Jessica money, food, clothes, and everything she could need because of how unfortunate her life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last month she "bought" a house from her grandmother for $30,000. No she doesn't have credit or even a down payment, he grandfather got a loan for the house and gave her the money, and now has to work a second job to pay the house payment for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jessica was talking to one of the other women at work about how "deprived" she is, and by deprived I mean she hasn't been out making more babies. Her doctor just got her on birth control last week, and with just having a child a little over a month ago, she says she needs to start having sex again because she's really starting to get angry. Of all the people in the world she could procreate with, she decides to start dating her ex husbands brother. The woman that Jessica was talking to is a 39 year old mother of 4, working 3 jobs to support her family, and after Jessica told her all of this she promptly responded "Mabey you should put that birth control patch over your cunt, and shut your damn legs. That might keep you from having more kids". Of course Jessica stormed off offended and upset, having overheard this I started rolling on the floor laughing my butt off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, Jessica had to let me know that next weekend is her 20th birthday, and that she will finally be a "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RESPONSIBLE ADULT&lt;/span&gt;". I looked her dead in the eyes and told her that her age has nothing to do with being responsible or even being an adult, and that until she can take care of herself and her children, make better choices with her life and her childrens lives, and stop relying on everyone else to do things for her, she will never be responsible or an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how people who would be wonderful, loving, and responsible parents can't have children, while people like this can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side she is a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/idiots" rel="tag"&gt;idiots&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/rednecks" rel="tag"&gt;rednecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114225873557872026?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114225873557872026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114225873557872026' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114225873557872026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114225873557872026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/tales-of-intrest.html' title='Tales of Intrest'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114225648428456665</id><published>2006-03-13T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T05:28:04.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer</title><content type='html'>Now, just so everyone knows I do live in Canton, GA, and I don't nesessacarily hate it here. I do complain a lot, but that is just me. My problem with place is more the people than anything else. Mabye it's because I get to work in a restaruant and see the best and worst of the gene pool here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know if it is just the people here or it has always been like this and I am just noticing it all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must just be something in the water because it seems to be centralized around Canton, no I don't have any stories right now. I just got home from work and I am thourghly aggrivated at how stupid, inconciderate, and trashy people are around here. I feel as though I die a little inside when a father puts their 1yr old on a bar stool only to have them fall off and start crying, when someone states they want their money back for the food they just finished eating because they "didn't like it", or when a mother feels it is ok to change their child's diaper poopy diaper on top of a dining room table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok though sooner or later they will decide to try and cook dinner on an electric hot plate whlie in the bathtub to save some of their precious time and rid the world of another baby maker on welfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I tell my employees Darwin would cry if he could come to our town&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114225648428456665?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114225514478068047</id><published>2006-03-13T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T05:05:44.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Stupid Ideas from Canton</title><content type='html'>I was running errands the other day, and I came across this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8010/2352/1600/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8010/2352/320/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it's a trailer full of hay, yes it's in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;I had just figured it had a flat tire or something, but no someone decided to leave their hay in the middle of a highway for someone to plow into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got done with my errands, and on the way home someone had to swerve into the other lane to avoid hitting it and causing a big accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for canton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114225514478068047?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114225514478068047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114225514478068047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114225514478068047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114225514478068047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-stupid-ideas-from-canton.html' title='More Stupid Ideas from Canton'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114178239551739042</id><published>2006-03-07T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:46:44.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know 4 people...quite sad</title><content type='html'>FOUR JOBS YOU'VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;Arcade Game Technician&lt;br /&gt;Retail Manager&lt;br /&gt;Babysitter(refer to previous job)&lt;br /&gt;Restaruant Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR MOVIES YOU WOULD WATCH OVER AND OVER:&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU HAVE LIVED:&lt;br /&gt;Jacksonville, North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;Coon Rapids, Minnesota&lt;br /&gt;Colorado Springs, Colorado&lt;br /&gt;Oxford, Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;Buford, South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;Huntsville, Alabama&lt;br /&gt;Canton, Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH:&lt;br /&gt;Futurama&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy&lt;br /&gt;Mythbusters&lt;br /&gt;Miami Ink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU HAVE BEEN ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;Chatanooga, Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, Georgia&lt;br /&gt;Stillwater, Minnessota&lt;br /&gt;New Orleans, Lousiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS:&lt;br /&gt;Sushi&lt;br /&gt;Chinese food/Teppan..tepan...somethin yaki&lt;br /&gt;Salmon&lt;br /&gt;Steak Diane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;Here, but with a few million dollars&lt;br /&gt;Colorado Springs, CO&lt;br /&gt;playing my video games&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114178239551739042?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114178239551739042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114178239551739042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114178239551739042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114178239551739042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-know-4-peoplequite-sad.html' title='I don&apos;t know 4 people...quite sad'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114168400183505200</id><published>2006-03-06T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T14:26:41.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of wholsome goodness (or just full of something)</title><content type='html'>So great news came today.  My dad called and told me that they finally got rid of one of the co-owners of his business ( he was super shadey and a tight wad),  so the other owner and him talked me into coming and working for them.  On the great side, i don't have to work at 2 different restaruants anymore and deal with (as many) stupid rednecks, I am going to be making more money, work 9-5 monday through friday.  Rosie and I are so happy it is great.  I am going to be disbatching drivers for now, and once we get a couple more good people in the department and get them trained we are going to go down to a 4 day work week.  But that's a little way down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am over all happy now, it is going to be so great to be working a steady shift, with the same days off...I haven't had that ever really.  So this is going to be fun and anyways yea... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114168400183505200?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114168400183505200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114168400183505200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114168400183505200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114168400183505200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/full-of-wholsome-goodness-or-just-full.html' title='Full of wholsome goodness (or just full of something)'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114139334568561851</id><published>2006-03-03T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:33:34.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Neverending Stupidity</title><content type='html'>Ok I know people in general do stupid things, take me for example making a blog about lab rats... But I am honestly amazed pretty much every day at how stupid people around here are. There are many tales to come but I will just start with a few from last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to call the cops to the store twice on Friday. For the first time an extremely drunk guy came in and tried to sell a hand gun to one of my cashiers...yes a hand gun. The cashier was so dumbfounded by someone actually asking something that crazy that he just said "whatever, what do you want today?". The guy persisted and said "If you don't believe me, I'll show you" at which he pulled his shirt up and sure enough there was a gun tucked in his pants. The cashier, who by the way is 16 years old and has never had a job before this, immediatly turned around and ran to the office, after seeing how the cashier reacted the drunk guy decided he wasn't gonna get any money and left. So on the way out of the parking lot after hitting 2 other cars and one of the dumpsters behind the store, he finally made it out and onto the road. Thankfully some people who were outside got the guys tags and we called the cops so they could go pick this guy up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time we had to call the cops was later that night. A lady decided to have her child's first birthday party at my store. But the party was only her, the child, and the kids grandparents. Until the father showed up with about 15 other people. Appearently the parents of the child had gotten divorced and she wouldn't let him see the child, well once he got there he tried to grab the kid and run off with him. After seeing what he was trying to do the mother of the kid, and her mom both jumped on the guys back, kicking, screaming, and pulling hair. The dad of the little kid finally gave him up and started screaming. Now remember this is all going on inside of a restaruant, and after asking them to take this somewhere else I had to call the cops again to get them out of here because the mom was starting to get physical with the dad... In the end the mom went to jail for assult (she tried to stab him with a fork). The grandparents of the kid took him home, and the dad decided after all of that, that he was finally hungrey and came up to get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, those are just some interesting stories from Friday of last week. There will of course be more to come as Canton high school has the highest drop out rate in the Atlanta area. Which is why we are sending Ashton to a private school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114139334568561851?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114139334568561851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114139334568561851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114139334568561851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114139334568561851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/03/neverending-stupidity.html' title='The Neverending Stupidity'/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114116678704062061</id><published>2006-02-28T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T14:46:27.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my first post on my new home away from home. "Why Lab Rat?" you may ask. Well it has to do with the tag line of the site also. "Thinking is destructive to the creative process". Which for me is more true than anything. My wife had talked me into starting my own blog a little while ago, and we were sitting here trying to think of what to call it. Fortunately for me I turned my brain off and started blurting out names that seemed funny at the time. After a little while the name "Donkey Punch" came out. As donkeys are funny and what would be funnier than punching one. While I started designing the header picture for it (still giggling at the thought of punching a donkey)(i really don't promote animal cruelty btw) my wife decided to search for "donkey punch" on various bloggers and sites... Come to find out we are both very naive. I am not going to go into it, but for those who are curious visit &lt;a href="http://www.subgenius.com/updates/5-99news/X0027_the_dirty_sanchez_et.html"&gt;The Donkey Punch&lt;/a&gt;. Much to my dismay, after a lot of thought, and objections from my wife, I decided to scratch the whole donkey punch idea. So on again came the incoherent ramblings of blog names. After a little while of this I settled on "Lab Rat" as rats are funny, and what's funnier than a rat having mascara shoved in it's eyes (I'm kidding of course to all those animal activists out there). Now that I have explained my thought process, I give you my blog where I will mostly complain about my job, co-workers, boss, and general idiots/rednecks that I have to deal with on a daily basis. For a little example of things to come here is a picture that I saw on the back of a car coming out of a restaurant today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e122/rch7279/0228061311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. I have a child, a 1 year old son to be exact. So I understand how parents want to celebrate the accomplishments their children achieve (i.e. honor society, D.A.R.E., or straight "A"). But in the city of Canton the most of, if not all, of those honors are not achievable by the majority of the population, so they are reduced to celebrating their child's ability to READ. Just thought it was funny but pathetic at the same time. Hope you all enjoy my blog and come back often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114116678704062061?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/feeds/114116678704062061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23028127&amp;postID=114116678704062061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114116678704062061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114116678704062061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-my-first-post-on-my-new-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23028127.post-114108755464169290</id><published>2006-02-27T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T14:20:33.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why Lab Rat?" you may ask. Well it has to do with the tag line of the site also. "Thinking is destructive to the creative process". Which for me is more true than anything. My wife had talked me into starting my own blog a little while ago, and we were sitting here trying to think of what to call it. Fortunately for me I turned my brain off and started blurting out names that seemed funny at the time. After a little while the name "Donkey Punch" came out. As donkeys are funny and what would be funnier than punching one. While I started designing the header picture for it (still giggling at the thought of punching a donkey)(i really don't promote animal cruelty btw) my wife decided to search for "donkey punch" on various bloggers and sites... Come to find out we are both very naive. I am not going to go into it, but for those who are curious visit &lt;a href="http://www.subgenius.com/updates/5-99news/X0027_the_dirty_sanchez_et.html"&gt;The Donkey Punch&lt;/a&gt;. Much to my dismay, after a lot of thought, and objections from my wife, I decided to scratch the whole donkey punch idea. So on again came the incoherent ramblings of blog names. After a little while of this I settled on "Lab Rat" as rats are funny, and what's funnier than a rat having mascara shoved in it's eyes (I'm kidding of course to all those animal activists out there). Now that I have explained my thought process, I give you my blog where I will mostly complain about my job, co-workers, boss, and general idiots/rednecks that I have to deal with on a daily basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23028127-114108755464169290?l=the-lab-rat.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114108755464169290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23028127/posts/default/114108755464169290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lab-rat.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-lab-rat-you-may-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>Josh huah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140183134001027903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09543257330797857690'/></author></entry></feed>