<?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-7615656</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:31:44.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is only one rk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109289045433091547</id><published>2004-08-18T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T21:40:54.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousin got engaged !</title><content type='html'>Found out yesterday, my cousin pretty much got engaged out of&lt;br /&gt;the blue. Anyway its all very exciting, and will be one&lt;br /&gt;of about 10 weddings in my life i will genuinely care about.&lt;br /&gt;The engagement is in NZ in january, which will be sweet, &lt;br /&gt;such a nice guy, 100x nicer than me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109289045433091547?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109289045433091547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109289045433091547' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109289045433091547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109289045433091547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-cousin-got-engaged.html' title='My cousin got engaged !'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109288482730647296</id><published>2004-08-18T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T20:07:07.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its stupid</title><content type='html'>this is why i cant play club soccer, Ive got nothing&lt;br /&gt;in common, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what all men wish they had"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jojati.com/jeem/rk/files/shemote.jpg" width="350" height= "990"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my remote would be for me and it would have buttons like&lt;br /&gt;play sport, dance, sing, get motivated (4 me and friends), &lt;br /&gt;make film, hallucinate etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109288482730647296?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109288482730647296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109288482730647296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109288482730647296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109288482730647296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-stupid.html' title='its stupid'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109288337342643378</id><published>2004-08-17T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:42:53.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to "can you feel it" . I cant feel it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109288337342643378?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109288337342643378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109288337342643378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109288337342643378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109288337342643378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109272426749852589</id><published>2004-08-16T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T23:31:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Nut</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I must have seemed like a poker nut. I ran into&lt;br /&gt;Angus &amp; Robertson, 15 minutes before it closed, asking them&lt;br /&gt;whether they had any poker books? Guy must have thought I was&lt;br /&gt;playing poker that night, and needed somethign desperately.&lt;br /&gt;They had one book called 'playing winning holdem', looked pretty&lt;br /&gt;comprehensive. Then hopped next door into dymocks, i already know&lt;br /&gt;where the gambling books there are, coz ive bought blackjack&lt;br /&gt;books there before. Looked through their books, nothing good.&lt;br /&gt;Ran to Borders, they closed at 7, but i wanted to check out their&lt;br /&gt;books before angus and robertson closed at 6. Whilst standing&lt;br /&gt;scanning books left and right, thinking they must have something&lt;br /&gt;good, i notice two people's feet standing behind me who were obviously&lt;br /&gt;looking at the same books, Didnt turn around tho, kept scanning&lt;br /&gt;for books, then 30seconds later they were still there. Turned &lt;br /&gt;around and it was paul and jon, apart from humming the song they&lt;br /&gt;were playing on the loud speaker, im pretty sure they thought&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty funny. Said hello, ran back to angus and robertson&lt;br /&gt;bought the holdem book, went back to borders to have another look,&lt;br /&gt;jon i think bought a doyle brunson book, but considering it wasn't&lt;br /&gt;super system, i guess ill wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later carolyne came to pick up some shirts, I was eating dinner &lt;br /&gt;in front of my computer, pokerroom loaded up in one window,&lt;br /&gt;world series of poker day 3 on the other window, and i was reading&lt;br /&gt;the newly acquired book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about poker is even the 6month amateur player can&lt;br /&gt;take on the worlds best and win, which other sport can that happen,&lt;br /&gt;anyway its good to be knowledgeable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for matchroom, play the freeplay tournament on pokerroom, &lt;br /&gt;register by 9.30pm , game starts at 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109272426749852589?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109272426749852589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109272426749852589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109272426749852589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109272426749852589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/poker-nut.html' title='Poker Nut'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109263365900548572</id><published>2004-08-15T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T23:04:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker @ matchroom</title><content type='html'>Seemed like barts and I were bored come sunday afternoon, I had&lt;br /&gt;a lot of stuff to do, but still thinking about poker, and spent&lt;br /&gt;the afternoon watching world series footage, kindly downloaded&lt;br /&gt;by nai and jon. Everyone needs to watch these clips to start&lt;br /&gt;to understand how to play poker. Great thing is there are lots&lt;br /&gt;of different styles, so you can pick something that suits you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not so hush hush matchroom game on Sunday nights, seemed&lt;br /&gt;to me to be as much myth as it was reality. Whist driving down&lt;br /&gt;this little lane in a dodgy part of town, there was a dimly lit&lt;br /&gt;sign saying matchroom. There amongst the billiard club were &lt;br /&gt;a few nicely laid out poker tables. Chad who knows the guy who&lt;br /&gt;knows a guy who knows another a guy who plays, made us feel&lt;br /&gt;pretty welcome. I guess they picked us for suckers and easy money,&lt;br /&gt;but they explained the rules, which had to be explained to me&lt;br /&gt;3 times and then I had to explain it 3 more times to barter. Chad&lt;br /&gt;turned up as well, and he thought wat the hell, initially we were&lt;br /&gt;going to watch but why not play, seemed pretty casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres quick brief rundown on the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Matchroom - look it up in whitepages.&lt;br /&gt;the game: No limit texas holdem, nothing else will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;players : last nights competition saw 46 players, the most they&lt;br /&gt;had, and by the sounds of it, and word of the competition is&lt;br /&gt;spreading quickly, with 15-20 players more in the last 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composition of players: Nearly all male crowd, prolly 4 female&lt;br /&gt;players, not like the 6:14 ratio on saturday night's game. Its&lt;br /&gt;a young crowd, with alot of younger greek guys, uni students,&lt;br /&gt;and then some people of a variety of ages, older / middle aged&lt;br /&gt;men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table size - they ran 5 tables of close to 10 tables. Dedicated&lt;br /&gt;dealer on each table made the game speed fast, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table play - reasonably strict betting, no bet stringing, pre-call &lt;br /&gt;your bet, else your presumed to call were the type of rules enforced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chip betting and rules - ok this is a little confusing, but let&lt;br /&gt;me try... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cost $5 to make a 1000u chip buy in. 'u' is unit and im &lt;br /&gt;using it instead of $ as its misleading.&lt;br /&gt;Your buy in was made up of: &lt;br /&gt;         4 25s   4 100s and    1 500 chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you dont have heaps of chips in front of you (9). You are allowed&lt;br /&gt;to rebuy another additional 1000u worth of chips if your chip stack drops&lt;br /&gt;below a 1000u a max of twice during the first hour. So for example if you &lt;br /&gt;lose 100u after 10 minutes. For $5 you can buy another 1000u, and increase&lt;br /&gt;your chip stack to 1900u. Say with 10 minutes to go your down to 500u,&lt;br /&gt;you can make your final re-buy for another $5 and increase your stack&lt;br /&gt;to 1500u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the first hour if you are out, then you have been eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;If you do make it to the end of the first hour with say 1500u, you have&lt;br /&gt;an option to buy 2000u worth of chips for $5. Everyone does this.&lt;br /&gt;So now youd be on 1500u, after spendig somewhere between $10-$20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on  there are no re-buy options, and you play with the &lt;br /&gt;chip stack infront of you. Tables are shrunk in size with people being&lt;br /&gt;moved around based on the lowest chip pile being asked to move to&lt;br /&gt;fill in the empty seats. With the idea of getting people on the final&lt;br /&gt;table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prizes - Prizes of 10% for 4th , 20% third, 30% second and 40% for&lt;br /&gt;first were allocated on the total prize pool, after a 10% rake was removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinds - This was the neat part of their tournament, the fast increase&lt;br /&gt;on the blinds based on set time limit, worked well. Blinds started&lt;br /&gt;off at 25/50 for the first half hour, then increasing to 50/100. &lt;br /&gt;Every half hour / 20 minutes they doubled the blinds to 100/200,&lt;br /&gt;200/400, 500/1000, 1000/2000 , 2000/4000, 4000/8000. They froze blinds&lt;br /&gt;at this stage, but increased them when there were only 2 players left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the games begin ....&lt;br /&gt;I sat down on a table, which was typical. 3 young greek guys,&lt;br /&gt;1 older guy, 1 middle aged guy, 1 girl, 1 uni student and&lt;br /&gt;1 guy quoting teddy kgb from rounders . After winning&lt;br /&gt;an early pot, I thought i could strong arm people early on, try&lt;br /&gt;and get to a chip lead in the hour, always knowing if i needed to&lt;br /&gt;I could re-buy chips. Typically I would re-buy early. So if i dropped&lt;br /&gt;to 975, i would buy a 1000 to take me to 1975 and try and win from&lt;br /&gt;there. I soon discovered there were a lot of call stations, a few&lt;br /&gt;people who would go on very little. I had to change my tactic and&lt;br /&gt;after getting into a bad position after 59 minutes, I went all&lt;br /&gt;with about 1300, won that pot and had 3500 had the end of the hour.&lt;br /&gt;Paid the extra $5 for another 2000u and had 5500u going in. Blinds&lt;br /&gt;were 200/400. Our table was dissolved. Barts and chad had a couple&lt;br /&gt;a thousand less than me. With a few people above the 10000u mark.&lt;br /&gt;Really 5000-10000u+ is a number which is competitive. Anything&lt;br /&gt;else and you will get eaten up by blinds early if you dont win&lt;br /&gt;early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Played tight, made another 4000 all in at the end of the next table&lt;br /&gt;i was in, won that. Play got moved to 3 tables, barts was also&lt;br /&gt;doing ok. Finally got down to the final table , with 12 people initially&lt;br /&gt;on. People were falling quickly with blinds being increased from 1000/&lt;br /&gt;2000 to 2000/4000. Chad fell 9th. 7 people left, i went all&lt;br /&gt;in, stole some blinds. Went all in again, though i had stolen some more&lt;br /&gt;blinds, barts decided to call me, fker. King/jack v his ace/nine us &lt;br /&gt;were the hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fell, and barts took my stack off me. The final other three players,&lt;br /&gt;not including barts, were all good. Could do the chip tricks and were good&lt;br /&gt;players. Barts caught a boat against a straight on the river, took out&lt;br /&gt;a player, called an all in with jacks and suddenly was in second position.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually he got slow played against a pair of kings and lost, but&lt;br /&gt;not before winning $230!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of fun, very fast and efficient poker. Not really as relaxed as my place,&lt;br /&gt;coz its not friends, and even tho its not really more serious, theres less &lt;br /&gt;sipping beer etc. But highly recommened! Jon would like it coz its fast&lt;br /&gt;paced, and they keep increasing blinds :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review of the players - Chad prolly once again called too many pots, but &lt;br /&gt;played pretty well. Those sunglasses of his seemed to work to his disadvantage,&lt;br /&gt;considering he folded a big blind for no reason after laying out 400u, woops:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK - I learned pretty quickly, the advantage of the tight game, especially&lt;br /&gt;without chips, at one stage i think there were 13 players on a table, which&lt;br /&gt;is ridiculous. Didnt really come prepared to play, didnt wear my contacts,&lt;br /&gt;so trying to see the flop which seemed 2 miles away. In the end came down&lt;br /&gt;to the all in on barts, perhaps could have made some stronger moves early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barts - definately was cautious too, but had the fall of the cards that night,&lt;br /&gt;was he lucky ? well we'll see next week ! But still 2nd prize was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had got the final two, at the moment im running 4 and 0 from&lt;br /&gt;heads up situations. I think its the game of chess style feel, and i start&lt;br /&gt;to get a good read on the player. May be next week ill get a crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prediction: matchroom overflowing to 60+ppl soon, may be they will need to&lt;br /&gt;expand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a lot of blog for one day, and unlike barts i didnt call in&lt;br /&gt;'sick', adios !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109263365900548572?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109263365900548572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109263365900548572' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109263365900548572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109263365900548572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/poker-matchroom.html' title='Poker @ matchroom'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109237060548481252</id><published>2004-08-12T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T21:16:45.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lotta comments</title><content type='html'>Good getting comments on posts made, should really fix&lt;br /&gt;the time stamp. Just this second my mind overloaded&lt;br /&gt;with too many thought processes, as hard as that may sound,&lt;br /&gt;had to terminate this post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109237060548481252?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109237060548481252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109237060548481252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109237060548481252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109237060548481252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/lotta-comments.html' title='A lotta comments'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109236626013531938</id><published>2004-08-12T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T20:04:20.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supersize me and Fat</title><content type='html'>I guess it was sorta predictable, but funny none the less, can't&lt;br /&gt;believe they showed him chucking up, yuck. He turned into a&lt;br /&gt;bit of a fatty pretty quick and his liver went downhill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the film tanya called outside , and i just opened the window and&lt;br /&gt;answered the call, confused her , with the stereo sound. Not &lt;br /&gt;many ppl in the cinema, i said you could prolly answer the phone and no&lt;br /&gt;one would care, her phone rang an hour later during the film, but &lt;br /&gt;didnt answer it. Documentaries are good in a way, coz you can even&lt;br /&gt;talk and it doesnt really ruin the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe how fat people are getting. It would be good&lt;br /&gt;making a documentary how people do everything to avoid getting&lt;br /&gt;any exercise. And how all the diets that are geared to changing&lt;br /&gt;your eating without doing exercise. In some ways we are becoming&lt;br /&gt;so lazy, its scary. Everything is do less , enjoy more &lt;br /&gt;fuck the consquences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie mentioned Nanonlin, or something with a similar name that&lt;br /&gt;acts to block your brain receptors, which they give to heroine &lt;br /&gt;addicts so they dont enjoy it so much. Supposedly the same works &lt;br /&gt;with chocolate addicts. Tanya seemed keen to get a prescription of&lt;br /&gt;that, im sure mitch can arrange something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered how they got fat people to be in films,&lt;br /&gt;i mean isnt it sort of degrading being cast as the fat person,&lt;br /&gt;i guess they dont care, at least they're on film. Id feel bad going&lt;br /&gt;up to someone saying, hey i want to cast you as the fat person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film said being fat was starting to be as offensive as smoking, &lt;br /&gt;i mean eating junk food is also similar to an addiction. Tho&lt;br /&gt;i think thats a bit unfair as there are people who genetically&lt;br /&gt;get fat a lot lot easier and also have situations where they&lt;br /&gt;have to take drugs for asthma which make them that way. Where&lt;br /&gt;as smoking, its a conscious decision to smoke. But if you&lt;br /&gt;are consciously eating junk food, then its just as bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music was kinda funny to , Rock and roll mac donald, i think&lt;br /&gt;was one of the songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109236626013531938?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109236626013531938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109236626013531938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109236626013531938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109236626013531938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/supersize-me-and-fat.html' title='Supersize me and Fat'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109211640019036312</id><published>2004-08-09T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:40:00.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seabiscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/seabiscuit/mammalsevents/m_seabiscuit.html"&gt;the story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wathced seabiscuit the other day, not a bad movie, but surprisingly &lt;br /&gt;it was quite accurately based on the true story, and everything that&lt;br /&gt;you thought that was just hollwood baloney, actually happened in real&lt;br /&gt;life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think people in the devarani syndicate you should watch this movie&lt;br /&gt;before investing in a horse. I picked up some good tips, like the&lt;br /&gt;horse has to want to compete. Deva-rani seems to fail on this point.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109211640019036312?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109211640019036312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109211640019036312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109211640019036312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109211640019036312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/seabiscuit.html' title='Seabiscuit'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109210727636267079</id><published>2004-08-09T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T20:09:07.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another stupid challenge</title><content type='html'>The subliminal brunatex pictures was a bit tough. Paul couldnt &lt;br /&gt;make out any images, Nai saw Jon as a monkey (correct!) and&lt;br /&gt;Dayle couldnt thought it was Biggs when it was CA, Brad thought&lt;br /&gt;he saw the devil, which could have been CA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the reverse bike race, you pay $2 to have a shot, and if&lt;br /&gt;you can ride the 5m distance without falling over you win $50.&lt;br /&gt;So ive come up with, if you think you can beat me at foosball &lt;br /&gt;on my table one on one, you pay $2, and if you win I give you &lt;br /&gt;$50. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109210727636267079?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109210727636267079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109210727636267079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109210727636267079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109210727636267079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/another-stupid-challenge.html' title='Another stupid challenge'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109210681117724907</id><published>2004-08-09T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T20:00:11.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RK Diet part 2</title><content type='html'>Other tips on the rk diet. Play foosball, although it doesnt&lt;br /&gt;seem tiring at first, excessive celeberations after scoring&lt;br /&gt;a goal can help work off those pounds. Also play against &lt;br /&gt;someone a lot better than you. The threat of losing pants&lt;br /&gt;down can cause your heart to race and lead to sweating. If&lt;br /&gt;you do lose pants down, the lap around the table is probably&lt;br /&gt;the quickest little run youll do for the day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109210681117724907?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109210681117724907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109210681117724907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109210681117724907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109210681117724907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/rk-diet-part-2.html' title='RK Diet part 2'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109203128003414665</id><published>2004-08-08T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T23:03:23.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes its worth copying </title><content type='html'>Whilst i like to think im original or capable of original ideas and&lt;br /&gt;free thought, i can acknowledge that sometimes its good to&lt;br /&gt;copy, especially good things that other people doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayle I definitely know sponsors a world vision child.&lt;br /&gt;And as of now im now sponsoring some child in mozambique who &lt;br /&gt;plays soccer. If i was wearing a hat id take it off to &lt;br /&gt;dayle and others who do similar things. After all its easy and &lt;br /&gt;requires little effort but makes a difference, i hope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets face it, its pretty much blind luck that i was born into &lt;br /&gt;the situation that im in today. Dont really cook, dont have&lt;br /&gt;to do washing, work an easy job, live in a nice big apartment,&lt;br /&gt;zero problems etc, so why not give up the cost of &lt;br /&gt;foxtel to help someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109203128003414665?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109203128003414665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109203128003414665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109203128003414665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109203128003414665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/sometimes-its-worth-copying.html' title='sometimes its worth copying '/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109202455468032781</id><published>2004-08-08T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T21:09:14.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>Friday - Bruantex gig, i dont really know how well they played,&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the time talking and watching the video, but it &lt;br /&gt;sounded pretty good i guess. I didnt hear songs one and two&lt;br /&gt;on that cd, which are my favourite, so that was disapointing,&lt;br /&gt;wondered off afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - &lt;br /&gt;soccer in the afternoon, met some turkish school kid called &lt;br /&gt;mehran, attempted to do tricks for an hour or so. Almost kicked&lt;br /&gt;the ball into the rymill park lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw "I robot", not bad. Is there going to be a movie where&lt;br /&gt;robots take over, and its all warm and fuzzy. I like the 3 rules&lt;br /&gt;tho.&lt;br /&gt;1. A robot can not harm a human&lt;br /&gt;2. A robot must listen to a human, except where it is contradiction&lt;br /&gt;to the first rule.&lt;br /&gt;3. A robot must try and protect itself, except where its in &lt;br /&gt;contradiction of rules one and two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 3 rules at work.&lt;br /&gt;1. brad will do my work&lt;br /&gt;2. brad can get my lunch, as long as it doesnt contradict with rule 1.&lt;br /&gt;3. brad can do his work as long it doesnt contradict with rules 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, watched bits of gods must be crazy 2, good movie, &lt;br /&gt;how happy do those african kids look at the end. I think ill sponsor&lt;br /&gt;a world vision child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy dave came over, played a lot of foosball, we set a goal&lt;br /&gt;spread, if i could win 10-2 or more i would win, if he could lose &lt;br /&gt;10-4 or less he would win. Eventually i came out on top, free&lt;br /&gt;lunch at ctc !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to that party on east tce. good party. Got complimented on my tie,&lt;br /&gt;which was brads tie i borrowed on friday night, really that girl&lt;br /&gt;should have been complementing brad, sorry brad. Spoke to some&lt;br /&gt;crazy french guy and another guy. Good banter, with a frech guy (jacque)&lt;br /&gt;and some other guy at a fast pace. Talking about confusables, &lt;br /&gt;a receptacle for storing ideas that confused you. Potentially avaialable &lt;br /&gt;at wall mart for $10. Interesting archiectecture at that party, courtyard&lt;br /&gt;and 4 bedrooms surrounding it upstairs, went into the attic, turned&lt;br /&gt;on the light, some girl was trying to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - editing video and poker. Thought someone had broken in, i think&lt;br /&gt;coz theres been a lot of talk about that lately, realised i didnt&lt;br /&gt;care, went back to sleep. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109202455468032781?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109202455468032781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109202455468032781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109202455468032781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109202455468032781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109202276724332841</id><published>2004-08-08T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T20:39:27.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suitably impressed</title><content type='html'>Missi brought the dv tape around for me to edit, well actually,&lt;br /&gt;she forgot the tape and then i forgot to save it &lt;br /&gt;after capturing it and it was a botched editing session. &lt;br /&gt;but she also brought her around fellow worker , sho shares &lt;br /&gt;the same name as a politician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway all i can say i was very impressed, which is rare:&lt;br /&gt;1. had a real understanding of film - especially action films, ie.&lt;br /&gt;Desperado , True Lies are meant to be stupid they are not&lt;br /&gt;taking themselves seriously. Knew all the actor's names, not&lt;br /&gt;some vague understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whilst brainstorming for what they will do with their&lt;br /&gt;video, came up with good ideas, very sharp, and prepared&lt;br /&gt;to do things on the fly, didnt need everything scripted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When missi said , he eats 8 bananas day, didnt get the &lt;br /&gt;usual "thats crazy" / "ridiculous!" comment, but i eat&lt;br /&gt;4 or 5 oranges today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109202276724332841?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109202276724332841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109202276724332841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109202276724332841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109202276724332841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/suitably-impressed.html' title='Suitably impressed'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109201597200771735</id><published>2004-08-08T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T18:46:12.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker</title><content type='html'>Big game last night, 9 players. Much like euro 2004 with greece,&lt;br /&gt;jon was the surprise winner, but also like greece much deserved.&lt;br /&gt;Out foxed paul in a crucial hand to take the game. How many&lt;br /&gt;unbelieveable draws can one person pull in a night, ie. chad,&lt;br /&gt;inside straights, no straight draw, full house, three of a kind,&lt;br /&gt;prolly should've won, but exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon suggested a percentage of money be set aside to pay for some&lt;br /&gt;sort of community scheme, ie. chips for the table or an actual&lt;br /&gt;proper table. Would be good if Tanya's dad agreed to build a custom&lt;br /&gt;made table, glass top, underneath railing system to mount the camera&lt;br /&gt;on, possible remote control car, system as well to move camera&lt;br /&gt;around. Could we do this ourselves ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109201597200771735?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109201597200771735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109201597200771735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109201597200771735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109201597200771735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/poker.html' title='Poker'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109201567573538165</id><published>2004-08-08T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T18:41:15.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive</title><content type='html'>In a world where its easy to be negative about lots of things,&lt;br /&gt;your friends, your life, everything in general its just as&lt;br /&gt;easy to be positive about the same things. Its weird everything&lt;br /&gt;is just as good as it is bad. Half full vs half empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So focusing on good stuff this week, would like to complete&lt;br /&gt;the film "toilet". It sounds a bit shit, hahah, ok, but it could &lt;br /&gt;be interesting. Person stuck in toilet for 3 days, no concept of&lt;br /&gt;time of day, one source of water the toilet, thats the general&lt;br /&gt;gist. Any good suggestiosn please post. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109201567573538165?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109201567573538165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109201567573538165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109201567573538165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109201567573538165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/positive.html' title='Positive'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109176662448669375</id><published>2004-08-05T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T21:30:24.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks Man</title><content type='html'>Very funny! Watch what they do with the water &lt;br /&gt;at the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jojati.com/jeem/rk/files/humantarget.wmv "&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109176662448669375?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109176662448669375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109176662448669375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109176662448669375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109176662448669375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/fireworks-man.html' title='Fireworks Man'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109176073081806559</id><published>2004-08-05T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T19:52:10.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition</title><content type='html'>I bet a girl will win this competition if they enter, &lt;br /&gt;coz it seems that girls have better capabilities to pick&lt;br /&gt;up subliminal/rapid images and seem more observant &lt;br /&gt;than guys. I spose this is sexist too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**During Brunatex gig tonite, whilst creating the movie&lt;br /&gt;clips that will go on the screen in the background, I &lt;br /&gt;spliced in footage aka fight club of various friends we know. &lt;br /&gt;The person who can correctly identify the most number of &lt;br /&gt;people seen spliced in, wins a prize **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not open to brunatex members)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frames lengths are typically around of 2 frames of length,&lt;br /&gt;short but long enuff, good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint: &lt;br /&gt;1. No people are spliced in during the Royal Tenabaums &lt;br /&gt;clip, and the most number of people are spliced in during &lt;br /&gt;the Shining clip. &lt;br /&gt;2. Footage spliced in is from that fancy dress party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109176073081806559?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109176073081806559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109176073081806559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109176073081806559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109176073081806559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/competition.html' title='Competition'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-10917598665320562</id><published>2004-08-05T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T19:37:46.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garbage</title><content type='html'>I dont even have to take the rubbish bins out where i live.&lt;br /&gt;Just chuck it in a bin, cold rock people seem to leave it&lt;br /&gt;out and bring it back in, as well as that all those hundreds&lt;br /&gt;of empty bottles disapeared, didnt even need to leave&lt;br /&gt;a trail of empty bottles to lead the bums to it. Big carboard&lt;br /&gt;boxes i chuck in the amalfi dumpsters. Its easy to get&lt;br /&gt;rid of rubbish in the city, your garbage is easily made to be&lt;br /&gt;someone else's garbage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-10917598665320562?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/10917598665320562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=10917598665320562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/10917598665320562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/10917598665320562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/garbage.html' title='Garbage'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109175952188734769</id><published>2004-08-05T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T19:32:01.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>people</title><content type='html'>favourite person for the week - frage - only person&lt;br /&gt;who remains like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could everyone else stop growing up please, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109175952188734769?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109175952188734769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109175952188734769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109175952188734769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109175952188734769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/people.html' title='people'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109168510680773161</id><published>2004-08-04T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T22:51:46.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little kids</title><content type='html'>whenever i see little chinese kids doing funny and kooky&lt;br /&gt;things, i think of jon. Is that the same 4 me when people&lt;br /&gt;see little indian kids. This kid near the central market,&lt;br /&gt;was pushing his mum's trolley full of groceries. With the &lt;br /&gt;handles exteneded it was taller than him so he had to &lt;br /&gt;raise his arms to push it around, and he was pushing&lt;br /&gt;it around, doing doughnuts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just spent the last 30mins walking around looking for &lt;br /&gt;computer hardware, bought dvd burner and wireless card. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109168510680773161?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109168510680773161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109168510680773161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109168510680773161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109168510680773161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/little-kids.html' title='Little kids'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109159545659438679</id><published>2004-08-03T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T21:49:53.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do we carry in excess but can't shed ?</title><content type='html'>weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i made that riddle up just then, thats why its pretty lame.&lt;br /&gt;Lame is such a lame word, thats why its quite appropriate. &lt;br /&gt;In fact i reckon lame will get a resurgence, considering 80s &lt;br /&gt;fashion is back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, people talk about the need to lose weight, the people i know&lt;br /&gt;who talk about it dont even need to. Ok so they read magazines, and&lt;br /&gt;people tell them that they should be thin, and they believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the first problem.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Exercise is good, healthy body - healthy mind etc., but i dont&lt;br /&gt;see wat the point of going on no carb, hare krishna, japanese,&lt;br /&gt;supersize or any other diet is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food is in fact, great. I walked out in the rain the other day&lt;br /&gt;to get tom yum soup. Went to cafe michael, the waitress shut the&lt;br /&gt;door on the me, apparently closing. Red rock was shut as well. Went&lt;br /&gt;to spices, i know the chef there, gave me free tom yum soup.&lt;br /&gt;Free food, yess !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if ppl insist on going on a diet and cant be bothered getting&lt;br /&gt;any exercise, here is the rk diet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat less chocolate, dont snack on chocolate on your spare time. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;is fattening, if your not prepared to do exercise dont eat it.&lt;br /&gt;2. chips are as bad as chocolate, and arent even that tasty, may as well&lt;br /&gt;eat chocolate,see 1.&lt;br /&gt;3. Western food, steak &amp; vegetables etc although can be healthy &lt;br /&gt;lead to you being fat, how many fat people in western society vs &lt;br /&gt;fat asian people do you know. Eat what skinny people do, eat what&lt;br /&gt;asians do. Im not asking you to eat what african people, coz they&lt;br /&gt;dont eat and they run lots.&lt;br /&gt;4. the asian diet - eat spicy food. I mean food that makes you sweat.&lt;br /&gt;If your not prepared to run, eat food that simulates running. I had&lt;br /&gt;hot chicken rice for lunch, i was dripping in sweat, was like i &lt;br /&gt;ran 1km, and this was whilst eating. Eat SPICY food. Chillis increase&lt;br /&gt;metabolism as well.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bananas or other fruits are good snack foods, healthy and tasty. &lt;br /&gt;Eat lots of bananas. See how many bananas you can eat in one day,&lt;br /&gt;and then try and beat it the next day!&lt;br /&gt;6. Get exercise in your work day, if you can catch a lift, walk. &lt;br /&gt;If you can walk run. Run around in the office, whilst people will&lt;br /&gt;think your crazy, it will seem like your really busy and working&lt;br /&gt;hard, which can score points with your boss. &lt;br /&gt;7. Paris hilton isnt good looking, shes a tramp, dont waste your&lt;br /&gt;time looking like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work, the boss was standing right behind me and &lt;br /&gt;yelled, coz i had my headphones on. Wheres brad when i need him,&lt;br /&gt;slacker is still sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109159545659438679?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109159545659438679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109159545659438679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109159545659438679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109159545659438679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-do-we-carry-in-excess-but-cant.html' title='What do we carry in excess but can&apos;t shed ?'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109115614495495797</id><published>2004-07-29T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T19:55:44.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green party</title><content type='html'>Brad recently joined up with the greens, after deciding labour&lt;br /&gt;was a no go. At his first meeting he went to, there were about&lt;br /&gt;9 people. Things that he told me about the meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: there was one hot chick there, who wasnt even hippy  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: at the end of the meeting, the person taking the meeting,&lt;br /&gt;said "id like a call an end to the meeting, so I can roll a joint"&lt;br /&gt;there were joints rolled, but he declined offers to smoke one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly not much was achieved :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109115614495495797?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109115614495495797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109115614495495797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109115614495495797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109115614495495797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/green-party.html' title='Green party'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109115541542924120</id><published>2004-07-29T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T19:45:43.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new advertising space</title><content type='html'>Although i heard brunatex didnt appear in in ripitup due &lt;br /&gt;to some mixup, hope this helps. Thus far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Holding a Brunatex A2 poster on currie st, like a billboard&lt;br /&gt;whilst waiting for Tanya to pick up the posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. And plastering my window, with a rasterated ad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="Bruantex Gig" src="http://www.jojati.com/jeem/rk/files/brunatexwindow.jpg " width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might shine a 1000W light after the sun sets., backlighting it&lt;br /&gt;would make it stand out wicked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much i should charge for this space :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109115541542924120?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109115541542924120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109115541542924120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109115541542924120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109115541542924120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/new-advertising-space.html' title='new advertising space'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109090182055355475</id><published>2004-07-26T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T21:17:00.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"take a chill pill"</title><content type='html'>If such an invention was possible, i think it would be as popular&lt;br /&gt;as vitamin C. People have a need to exercise a certain degree&lt;br /&gt;of control over other people, and their ability to see the "other&lt;br /&gt;side" of a discussion is diminished, this phemoneon seems to increase &lt;br /&gt;as their age increases.  The chill pill would cause the person to relax, &lt;br /&gt;laugh a bit more and be open to new ideas. Perhaps this is what other&lt;br /&gt;drugs already do. I certainly needed one yesterday for some reason, &lt;br /&gt;oh well ill wait for someone to invent a legal version and distribute :)   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109090182055355475?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109090182055355475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109090182055355475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109090182055355475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109090182055355475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/take-chill-pill.html' title='&quot;take a chill pill&quot;'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109089552413940750</id><published>2004-07-26T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:32:04.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handballing</title><content type='html'>At work we have a report passing around that people are checking.&lt;br /&gt;The first person who checked what i did, wrote a comment in &lt;br /&gt;reference to a number "why so high ?". So they didnt check it they&lt;br /&gt;just asked the question. The next person who checked it wrote next&lt;br /&gt;to this comment "Brad ? " . As in Brad you should check this. Then&lt;br /&gt;it came to me to check. I also wrote "Brad ?". Now Brad has the&lt;br /&gt;document to check. The comment reads "why so high? brad ? brad ?".&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha. Handballed 3 times !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109089552413940750?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109089552413940750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109089552413940750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109089552413940750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109089552413940750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/handballing.html' title='Handballing'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109089413966185098</id><published>2004-07-26T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:14:36.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misguided Intentions</title><content type='html'>Seems like that poker challenge thing backfired, it was suppose &lt;br /&gt;to stir some competitive juices etc. But instead I was branded a&lt;br /&gt;pig, and thought to be sexist, which were undestandable. &lt;br /&gt;I thought the girls were less interested and less competitive,&lt;br /&gt;so that was the rationale. And it would be nice to improve our&lt;br /&gt;poker skills as much as foos. Oh well :) I can only laugh, &lt;br /&gt;if nothing else, good to see it did stir some conversation and &lt;br /&gt;some posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109089413966185098?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109089413966185098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109089413966185098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109089413966185098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109089413966185098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/misguided-intentions.html' title='Misguided Intentions'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109081219065688495</id><published>2004-07-25T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T20:23:10.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DMT anyone ?</title><content type='html'>People's entries are so hit an miss, i just went reading through&lt;br /&gt;everyones recent posts. For it to be a good anectode, you&lt;br /&gt;really have to get a feel for the character. I like nai's &lt;br /&gt;alex soccer posts, best post last week was the &lt;br /&gt;"the birdman who became a panther" how good is the title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109081219065688495?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109081219065688495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109081219065688495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109081219065688495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109081219065688495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/dmt-anyone.html' title='DMT anyone ?'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109081141976919622</id><published>2004-07-25T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T20:10:19.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you want something?</title><content type='html'>If you want something, youve got to work towards it, typically&lt;br /&gt;unless your very lucky, if you put little or no effort you&lt;br /&gt;dont get whatever it is you want. However the opposite axiom&lt;br /&gt;to this is that if you want it too much, and you become tense&lt;br /&gt;,restless and impatient, you will fail. It is finding that &lt;br /&gt;balance which is the trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i struggle with that balance, but i think im getting &lt;br /&gt;there. Most of the time i dont try too hard. Like last night&lt;br /&gt;I got home, and said ok im going to work on some script. Paul&lt;br /&gt;called me, a minute later i was carrying a $20kg bowl of&lt;br /&gt;coins out the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing was on friday night jon, got to poker late, and spent&lt;br /&gt;3 hours bored and telling ppl to increase the blinds. Sunday&lt;br /&gt;night paul gets there late, poker cant start till we get there,&lt;br /&gt;Jon gets knocked out quickly. Karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109081141976919622?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109081141976919622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109081141976919622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109081141976919622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109081141976919622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/do-you-want-something.html' title='Do you want something?'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109080675479866240</id><published>2004-07-25T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T20:23:37.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poker &amp; the challenge</title><content type='html'>Double session of poker this weekend. Grayte thing is, apart &lt;br /&gt;from coming $40 - $50 up. Some of that was won by virtue of&lt;br /&gt;stupid side games, but fun none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I didnt spend any money the entire weekend ! &lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately I have to spend $1500 to fix my&lt;br /&gt;car which is unable to go in reverse. Whilst driving only in&lt;br /&gt;forwards seems possible, parking becomes a logistical nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the poker fad will die soon, but i think&lt;br /&gt;the girls have the most potential to improve.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Challenge - first girl to win a heads up game ($6+) with at&lt;br /&gt;least 5 ppl and im one of them. Ill buy them dinner at any&lt;br /&gt;restaurant they want or they can have a $50 alphutte voucher,&lt;br /&gt;after all dinner with me is hardly a prize. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely no one will care enough to even be interested in&lt;br /&gt;the challenge, but there you go thats probably why you wont &lt;br /&gt;win. May be im trying to stir some competitive juices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul will probably try and dress up as a girl, but i think&lt;br /&gt;his 6"5 height might be a giveaway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know whats on this page you prolly no more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pokersyte.com/holdem.htm"&gt;Texas Holdem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109080675479866240?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109080675479866240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109080675479866240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109080675479866240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109080675479866240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/poker-challenge.html' title='poker &amp; the challenge'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109048095515992675</id><published>2004-07-22T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T00:22:35.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ! fold your dogs ear back !</title><content type='html'>Apparently that line was one of the funniest seinfeld moments&lt;br /&gt; ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it reminded me of whilst walking home from soccer the other&lt;br /&gt;day from dobs park. I was crossing Bartels road in the morning, &lt;br /&gt;in a bit of  a daze as I usually am. The cars going into the &lt;br /&gt;city had cleared and I crossed the first half of the road, however&lt;br /&gt;there were cars going out of the city, and I had to wait for these &lt;br /&gt;cars to go by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the cars going into the city had started again. &lt;br /&gt;The median strip is quite wide but its only painted on the &lt;br /&gt;road, which is a little less secure. I kept ambling along, thinking&lt;br /&gt;about k-time twists and whether the synthetic tasting nature,&lt;br /&gt;made them so good. And then I got the biggest shock of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Im walking along a median strip here, and I hear this&lt;br /&gt;really loud bark! And jaws snapping what seemed like centimetres&lt;br /&gt;from my ear!! I swear for a second I didnt know what was going on,&lt;br /&gt;and luckily I didnt stumble into oncoming traffic, because as I &lt;br /&gt;spun around, I saw a german shepherd with its head out of the window&lt;br /&gt;and still barking in my direction. I dunno whether it slobbered on &lt;br /&gt;me, but it felt so close. May be i should wear my headphones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109048095515992675?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109048095515992675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109048095515992675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109048095515992675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109048095515992675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/hey-fold-your-dogs-ear-back.html' title='hey ! fold your dogs ear back !'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109047779539545980</id><published>2004-07-21T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:31:35.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Folding a shirt Japanese style</title><content type='html'>Im yet to try this technique, but it looks so efficient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jojati.com/jeem/rk/files/TShirtFolding.mpg"&gt;TShirt Folding&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109047779539545980?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109047779539545980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109047779539545980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109047779539545980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109047779539545980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/folding-shirt-japanese-style.html' title='Folding a shirt Japanese style'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109046959852256529</id><published>2004-07-21T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T21:22:47.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker</title><content type='html'>I got an email on tuesday, the subject heading "a s" ,&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;in the message was "remember this ? haha" &lt;br /&gt;with a picture of the Ace of Spades attached, the very card that knocked me &lt;br /&gt;out of the Monday Night at Rundle St Poker series. Whilst I laughed out &lt;br /&gt;loud, and it was in fact a good start to the morning, I couldnt help wonder &lt;br /&gt;whether Johnny Chan did likewise when he beat Eric Seidel in the 88 &lt;br /&gt;Poker World Championship. JC perhaps sent him a message like &lt;br /&gt;"suck it down seidel, haha". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst cuing up the music on my computer for the night, I thought to myself &lt;br /&gt;if i played songs that people really like, would that lead them to betting &lt;br /&gt;more aggressively and stupidly? I cued up the strokes and the the pixies &lt;br /&gt;for biggs,&amp;nbsp; Dave Brubeck take 5 for&amp;nbsp;myself and eye of the tiger of the horry&lt;br /&gt;, but i regret not adding Johnny Cash's ring of fire for paul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway going back to Monday night 11pm,&amp;nbsp;Paul had $35 after knocking &lt;br /&gt;out Brad and Biggs, Horry and I had about $7.50 each and in big trouble. &lt;br /&gt;Things were desperate, I went all in on the flop. No one followed. I went &lt;br /&gt;all in again, this time Paul went in. I won $7.50. I went all in against Horry, &lt;br /&gt;my ace and 9 ended up making a boat against his jack and 10, and he &lt;br /&gt;was knocked out. Suddenly I had about $24 versus paul $26. I went all in &lt;br /&gt;again, perhaps 4 times in a row is pushing my luck. I had King Queen versus &lt;br /&gt;Ace 3, a statistical edge to myself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flop yielded Queen three six, My pair had his pair beaten. The &lt;br /&gt;10 on the turn helped no one. At this stage I was one card of pulling off &lt;br /&gt;a miraculous come back, and surely Paul's last few dollars wouldnt have &lt;br /&gt;lasted long. But then it fell ... The Ace ... the damn ace, and it was a fitting &lt;br /&gt;conclusion to a great session of poker as eye of the tiger was playing in &lt;br /&gt;the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's bowl of coins had just&amp;nbsp; increased again, and in fact it was too heavy &lt;br /&gt;and dangerous for him to carry back. And there it lies in the corner of the &lt;br /&gt;room, a reminder to try and win it back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Poker champ" src="http://www.jojati.com/jeem/rk/files/Poker(small).jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109046959852256529?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109046959852256529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109046959852256529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046959852256529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046959852256529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/poker.html' title='Poker'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109046415948053874</id><published>2004-07-21T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:42:39.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the law</title><content type='html'>As i continue to do a little bit more research on the law (pause)&amp;nbsp;I should &lt;br /&gt;remember this stuff, arent I lawyer, or a law graduate , a student of the &lt;br /&gt;law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De facto relationships?&amp;nbsp; ok so this has no relevance to me, but I know&lt;br /&gt;people and they know people and, isnt the word "de-facto" such an ugly&lt;br /&gt;word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can you say claim an interest in a property that doesn't bear your &lt;br /&gt;name ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As a result of the new laws, if you can show that you have been in a de facto relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for at least &lt;strong&gt;2 years&lt;/strong&gt;, you can:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apply to the Family Court for property and maintenance orders. &lt;br /&gt;- Contributions made towards the accumulation of assets will be taken into account &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;compared to the previous law where for eg. if your name was not in a property, you were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unable to claim an interest in the property.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you need to have been in a relationship for at least 2 years ! Perhaps that&lt;br /&gt;explains those people whose relationships die after 2 years, perhaps its not&lt;br /&gt;you its the law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is a series of factors that they look at like, do you live together,&lt;br /&gt;financial dependence, sexual relations, children etc.&amp;nbsp; Anyway if this could&lt;br /&gt;apply to you, run , run ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109046415948053874?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109046415948053874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109046415948053874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046415948053874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046415948053874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/more-on-law.html' title='More on the law'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109046357986941393</id><published>2004-07-21T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:32:59.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laws ??</title><content type='html'>Its interesting to think what existing laws you would break , if there were &lt;br /&gt;no laws. I mean you wouldnt kill people etc. but would you steal occasionally ?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is just breaking copyright laws. And probably drug usage would &lt;br /&gt;become less underground and more open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it silly that people assume because something is illegal it is necessarily&lt;br /&gt;bad or worse than things which are legal ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giant cannabis plant found in drug houseBy Daniel BrettigJuly 22, 2004 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AN early morning raid by police yesterday on a house in Findon uncovered an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;elaborate cannabis growing operation, including one plant that filled a whole room (WOW!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The amount of harm those plants can cause the public is absolutely mammoth," he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is such a comment justified, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mean ok so it is an illegal plant, but how many &lt;br /&gt;crimes are a result of people under the influence of dope. Shouldnt they be ceasing&lt;br /&gt;trucks of alcohol, look at the number of driving and violent crimes that are caused&lt;br /&gt;by alcohol. "Mammoth", seems a bit far fetched. A la the streets "I just completed Grand&lt;br /&gt;Turismo on the hardest setting", wats the harm in that? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109046357986941393?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109046357986941393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109046357986941393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046357986941393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046357986941393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/laws.html' title='Laws ??'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109046227246163400</id><published>2004-07-21T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:11:12.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kangaroo Pie and 9-11</title><content type='html'>On Sat filmed Dayle making Kpie as practice for part of the cooking show.&lt;br /&gt;Prior to that was filming in the central markets. I was told to stop filming&lt;br /&gt;by security. When asked why ?&amp;nbsp; He said it was to do with terrorists and 9-11.&lt;br /&gt;I said people take photos, why not film? He replied "9-11". I said digital still&lt;br /&gt;cameras can take movies as well. He didnt know what to say, but managed&lt;br /&gt;to mention something about "9-11". When dayle asked isn that a bit weird?&lt;br /&gt;(re: the policy) He said "wasnt 9-11 weird?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but unless 9-11 is some procedure code in his security manual &lt;br /&gt;or its an approximate range of his IQ, the whole thing didnt make a lot of&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;sense. Perhaps if I can analyse the lay out and launch an attack on the &lt;br /&gt;central market bakery store then I could undermine the whole of the &lt;br /&gt;Adelaide economy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt help thinking perhaps he thought I looked like a terrorist and it was a&lt;br /&gt;black thing, but surely the fact I was with two blonde girls, that would cancel&lt;br /&gt;it out. May be by writing this, I have been flagged on a US security database &lt;br /&gt;out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the cooking show, I think it is falling by the waste side, which is a shame&lt;br /&gt;because I keep realising I know more and more chefs whom I could get on &lt;br /&gt;the show. I still have plenty of other projects to work on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109046227246163400?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109046227246163400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109046227246163400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046227246163400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046227246163400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/kangaroo-pie-and-9-11.html' title='Kangaroo Pie and 9-11'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109046152620139628</id><published>2004-07-21T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T18:58:46.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wassup pt 2</title><content type='html'>Got a call at 1am, to go out which is ok as a i live in town, I should be ready&lt;br /&gt;to go out at any time? Rolled out of bed, put on some clothes got picked up,&lt;br /&gt;by wongy and the wookie. 50 guys standing outside cargo, didnt go in there.&lt;br /&gt;Went and ate at gouger. The wookie was funny, went back to&amp;nbsp;my place yelled&lt;br /&gt;at people below. Yelling at some guy who was running below to "keep running"&lt;br /&gt;and then see his head turn around and then yell "athens is only a month away you &lt;br /&gt;can make it", was priceless.&amp;nbsp;Looked like some people were going to get hostile,&lt;br /&gt;shut up shop, went to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109046152620139628?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109046152620139628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109046152620139628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046152620139628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046152620139628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/wassup-pt-2.html' title='wassup pt 2'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109046126048984868</id><published>2004-07-21T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:01:32.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wassup pt 1</title><content type='html'>I havent posted in a few days. Which means if you try and reflect on the last&lt;br /&gt;few days&amp;nbsp; you will only remember the interesting stuff you did. But then if you &lt;br /&gt;remember nothing, then nothing exciting happened, which is upsetting or its &lt;br /&gt;all relative and even the mundane can be interesting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday went and saw a play, done by Flinders university drama students. &lt;br /&gt;The girl in the&amp;nbsp; play used to catch my bus, but i hadnt seen her since school, &lt;br /&gt;kind of weird, her brother was there whom i always seem to run into at strange &lt;br /&gt;places, like weddings and other&amp;nbsp; events. He fell asleep before the play started, &lt;br /&gt;it was very soft lighting and the music was relaxing. It was also unclear when &lt;br /&gt;the play was going to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James came along to dinner and play, but not after an endless series of &lt;br /&gt;questions, based on some silly insecurities.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I told him even Brad was coming &lt;br /&gt;to dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play had a retard, which for some reason provided much entertainment &lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the weekend, mimicking him and his lines. After all its bad taste&lt;br /&gt;to make fun of retarded person, but if the person is actually an actor then i &lt;br /&gt;think its alright. The guy who played the retard, did a much better job than &lt;br /&gt;when he was playing a non-retarded person. Dayle got covered in oat meal&lt;br /&gt;during one scene, guess thats whats makes a play different from cinema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109046126048984868?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109046126048984868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109046126048984868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046126048984868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109046126048984868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/wassup-pt-1.html' title='wassup pt 1'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-109020815814997078</id><published>2004-07-18T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T20:35:58.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headphones</title><content type='html'>Do you walk into work wearing headphones ? I usually do, perhaps&lt;br /&gt;its good to shut out the happenings going on around you, but I find&lt;br /&gt;as much as I enjoy music, it might be &amp;nbsp;better to embrace the &lt;br /&gt;surroudings and interact with the environment rather than avoid &lt;br /&gt;it.&amp;nbsp;Now on i will try and open my eyes and ears and absorb more&lt;br /&gt;than blocking out. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-109020815814997078?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/109020815814997078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=109020815814997078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109020815814997078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/109020815814997078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/headphones.html' title='Headphones'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108995114293391906</id><published>2004-07-15T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T21:12:22.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ve found them!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you go out to a club or a pub, and there really arent many good looking&lt;br /&gt;girls out. And the thing is in a place like adelaide, it depends on the weather&lt;br /&gt;and a 1001 and other reasons which i have no control of.&amp;nbsp; Im guessing theres a &lt;br /&gt;good chance that they're sitting at home or at some friends place, which&lt;br /&gt;is not much use to me. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;However when shopping at the supermarket today, which is a rare experience for&lt;br /&gt;me, but will probably be more regular, you see all these people youve never seen&lt;br /&gt;before. Because no matter who you are, although you might not have to go out, &lt;br /&gt;you have to eat! Just wonder around the fruit and low fat sections, and low &lt;br /&gt;and behold there they are, the girls whom you dont see out on friday night. &lt;br /&gt;Now to work out what to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108995114293391906?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108995114293391906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108995114293391906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108995114293391906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108995114293391906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-ve-found-them.html' title='I ve found them!'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108994748081950918</id><published>2004-07-15T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T20:50:56.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logic </title><content type='html'>From the movie - "love and death" - woddy allen, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Sonja: To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love, but then one&lt;br /&gt;suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer, &lt;br /&gt;to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love , to be happy then is to suffer but &lt;br /&gt;suffering makes one unhappy, therefore to be unhappy one must love or love&lt;br /&gt;to suffer or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I was thinking along similar lines today. People who enjoy each others company&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;become friends. The more you hang out, and after a point, the more annoying &lt;br /&gt;and less exciting they become. The more annoying and&amp;nbsp;less exciting&amp;nbsp;they &lt;br /&gt;become the less&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they become your friend. The less you hang out, the&amp;nbsp;better &lt;br /&gt;they become when you do see them, and you become better friends again. &lt;br /&gt;Are the&amp;nbsp;best friends&amp;nbsp;are the ones you don't see? The not so good friends are &lt;br /&gt;the ones you&amp;nbsp;always see?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;By this logic it is important to have enuff friends so&lt;br /&gt;that you dont see the same ones too often. Either that you have to find exciting &lt;br /&gt;things to do with them or have an amazing amount of common ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108994748081950918?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108994748081950918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108994748081950918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994748081950918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994748081950918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/logic.html' title='Logic '/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108994576733160354</id><published>2004-07-15T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T20:30:55.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my money back !</title><content type='html'>"Steven Hawking: I was wrong" - after buying&amp;nbsp;a "Brief History of Time" and &lt;br /&gt;struggling through an endless series of pages about blackholes, wormholes and &lt;br /&gt;dougnut holes. Ive discovered after 30 years on, SH no longer believes his theory &lt;br /&gt;that black holes do in fact swallow everything up, and in fact spit things out. From &lt;br /&gt;now Im sticking to fiction. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Actually as a&amp;nbsp; result of this discovery he stands to lose an encycopledia over a bet &lt;br /&gt;he made over the&amp;nbsp; characteristics&amp;nbsp;of blackholes. He is probably the only person &lt;br /&gt;who could make a bet on theoretical properties of space, and have to pay up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108994576733160354?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108994576733160354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108994576733160354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994576733160354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994576733160354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-want-my-money-back.html' title='I want my money back !'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108994330625769610</id><published>2004-07-15T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T19:04:09.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brunatex</title><content type='html'>Heard brunatex's latest songs last nights, and ive got 2 words. "roast chicken" &lt;br /&gt;How good is roast chicken, thanks tanya.&amp;nbsp; Actually i really liked the first 2 songs &lt;br /&gt;they made me sort of feel warm and fuzzy inside, but it could have been because &lt;br /&gt;the heater was cranked up in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Whilst listening to the music I could see lots of images coming to my head , which &lt;br /&gt;is important to me, coz it means the music makes you feel something, opposed &lt;br /&gt;to sounds that are merely pleasant on the ear. And the songs would be good in &lt;br /&gt;a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;As talk turned to advertising the new album, 2 good ideas were: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;1. turn my apartment into some Brunatex advertising bill board, perhaps &lt;br /&gt;put an image on the window, and shine lights through it, or put a banner &lt;br /&gt;out the window, as well as turning up the music really loud and putting &lt;br /&gt;the speakers on the window. At least when im not there :) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Brunatex" src="http://www.jojati.com/jeem/rk/files/rundlebrunatex.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2. Make bruantex t-shirts, and give them out to prominent adelaide ppl, &lt;br /&gt;in particular the "different" people of adelaide, such as Johnny, the keyboard &lt;br /&gt;guy and beep beep guy. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;As for the website, well it&amp;nbsp;still needs work...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108994330625769610?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108994330625769610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108994330625769610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994330625769610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994330625769610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/brunatex.html' title='Brunatex'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108994082803489830</id><published>2004-07-15T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T18:20:28.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain</title><content type='html'>Whilst taking a photo of my place from across the street, some desmond&lt;br /&gt;with slurred speech asked, How much did you pay for that digital camera? &lt;br /&gt;Then he said to beware of kids who would steal it and sell it to cash converters.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "get away from me freak, and dont steal my camera". &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;As it rained today, i noticed that an old lady wore a bit of see through plastic &lt;br /&gt;over her head held together by sticky tape. Apparently this had become&lt;br /&gt;an acceptable fashion accessary. When trying to take shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;at one stage, i realised i actually wasnt standing under any cover, &lt;br /&gt;and just got more wet. If u see me with a plastic cover over my head in &lt;br /&gt;the future, dont laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108994082803489830?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108994082803489830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108994082803489830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994082803489830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108994082803489830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108986660960510483</id><published>2004-07-14T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T21:43:29.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than the lottery</title><content type='html'>Your sitting at Euro 2004. Quarter finals. England v Portugal. The&lt;br /&gt;host country vs the three lions. The whistle for the second period&lt;br /&gt;for injury time as blown. 2 goals had been scored in the last 5&lt;br /&gt;minutes. The game score sits at 2-2. David beckham steps up for&lt;br /&gt;the first penalty kick of the game. Your sitting 80 rows back,&lt;br /&gt;you can barely see the action, but it doesnt matter, you can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;He runs up, and slips, kicking the ball high, it sails over the cross bar, &lt;br /&gt;and all the way to your seat out of 60,000 other people. England go on to lose.&lt;br /&gt;But you keep the ball and sell it on ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price of the ball as i write this is 10 million euros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.es.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;category=2887&amp;item=3688276550&amp;rd=1&amp;ssPageName=WDVW"&gt;Follow Beckhams Ball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108986660960510483?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108986660960510483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108986660960510483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108986660960510483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108986660960510483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/better-than-lottery.html' title='Better than the lottery'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108985555243849684</id><published>2004-07-14T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T18:39:12.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets sweep together</title><content type='html'>I woke up half asleep yesterday morning, convinced that there was someone &lt;br /&gt;in my room vacuuming. Whilst acknowledging this was very nice of them,&lt;br /&gt;1. what the hell is someone doing in my room. 2. Why are they vacuuming?&lt;br /&gt;3. and why so early in the morning! I opened my eyes and I couldnt see&lt;br /&gt;anyone, I eventually worked out it was the street sweeping machine outside&lt;br /&gt;my window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental note, Tuesday morning equals street sweeping. Im thinking&lt;br /&gt;of putting road signs outside my window on the street below to &lt;br /&gt;minimise the thoroughfare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108985555243849684?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108985555243849684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108985555243849684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108985555243849684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108985555243849684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/lets-sweep-together.html' title='Lets sweep together'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108976950014775923</id><published>2004-07-13T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T18:45:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aus Idol</title><content type='html'>Whilst day dreaming in the shower, I dreamt that I was auditioning&lt;br /&gt;for Aus Idol. After seeing some of the terrible talent that goes&lt;br /&gt;there I felt i was a half chance, even tho really I cant sing well.&lt;br /&gt;I sang from Russia with Love. And the judges were like well do&lt;br /&gt;you think you have what it takes. I said I did. I also mentioned&lt;br /&gt;that I was related to Guy Sebastian (distantly). I think they told&lt;br /&gt;me to get out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108976950014775923?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108976950014775923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108976950014775923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108976950014775923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108976950014775923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/aus-idol.html' title='Aus Idol'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-10897692532060473</id><published>2004-07-13T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T18:40:53.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Socks</title><content type='html'>Since moving into town, ive taken to running to places. Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I ran into work and back from work. Sometimes I think it must look&lt;br /&gt;like im stealing stuff, because I have a backpack with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday whilst running home, through the mall I thought I heard&lt;br /&gt;someone shouting at me, I didnt know what was going on as I had&lt;br /&gt;music playing. Eventually I stopped and realised that I had my &lt;br /&gt;bag open , and stuff had been falling out. I had to walk back&lt;br /&gt;down rundle mall for a few 100m looking for socks that had &lt;br /&gt;fallen out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to a cool game I heard about from Claire, who invented&lt;br /&gt;it whilst in the snow. Called "knock your socks off". I challenged&lt;br /&gt;finch to a game. The object of the game is to use you feet to remove&lt;br /&gt;the other persons socks by stepping on the person's socks, and sort&lt;br /&gt;of pushing them away. In a close game I won 2-1, but it was really&lt;br /&gt;quite tiring especially on slippery floors. Anyway it provided to be&lt;br /&gt;a good idea for a scene in our surveillance movie. I was filming the&lt;br /&gt;ppl across the street and then I realised that they would see the red &lt;br /&gt;light on the camera, some surveillance guy I would make.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-10897692532060473?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/10897692532060473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=10897692532060473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/10897692532060473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/10897692532060473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/socks.html' title='Socks'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-10897688402160460</id><published>2004-07-13T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T18:34:00.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Henry Sugar</title><content type='html'>Finch dropped off to me the Wonderful Tales of Henry Sugar (Roald Dahl). Ok&lt;br /&gt;so my reading tastes have not developed greatly in 15 years, but thats not&lt;br /&gt;true, the classics are still the best and I had never read that story yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a story about a man who learns the techniques of meditation and &lt;br /&gt;special powers from Indian yogis to beat all the casinos around the world&lt;br /&gt;not be worth reading?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I cant really explain how good the story was, but there was some&lt;br /&gt;powerful message about meditation which got through to me. I sort of believe&lt;br /&gt;in all that super power yogi stuff, or at least am open to the possibility&lt;br /&gt;that exists. I think through meditation anything is possible, is that&lt;br /&gt;the I am in control thing mitch was talking about. In the book which is&lt;br /&gt;fiction, one of the the challenges is to concentrate only on one object &lt;br /&gt;or person for 3 minutes, and nothing else. Try it, see how long you can&lt;br /&gt;concentrate before another thought enters your mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-10897688402160460?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/10897688402160460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=10897688402160460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/10897688402160460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/10897688402160460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/henry-sugar.html' title='Henry Sugar'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108969656196738573</id><published>2004-07-12T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T00:13:55.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitch's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mitchuk.blogspot.com"&gt;visit mitchuk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world of blogs, which are the equivalent of hollywood popcorn flicks, enjoying to read at the time, but do little&lt;br /&gt;to stimulate the mind, its nice to see mitch's blog stand out as the mike moore blog. A blend of stories about piss and interesting issues :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;re: theories of mitch: perspective&lt;/em&gt; - interesting to&lt;br /&gt;note that kids can not see other another person's perspective. In some ways I find that misleading, because may be that test only serves to show that children can not visualise what other people see, however perhpas they are more in tune with other people's feelings than adults. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps adults as they grow older become more stubborn and set in their ways, and even tho they may be aware of other people's opinions, they disregard them. So to say an adult is behaving like a child is not quite right. George Bush, whom we both dislike, is always an interesting issue. I doubt George Bush as a 6 year old, would be that inconsiderate to other people's human lives, especially those in Iraq. I think that is a quality we develop as we grow into adults. After all when your kids, everyone your age is pretty much your friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kid1: Do you want to jump on my trampoline ? &lt;br /&gt;kid2. Yep !&lt;br /&gt;kid1: lets be friends !&lt;br /&gt;kid2: Yep !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older we find more and more reasons to distinguish and differentiate ourselves from other people. Embracing these differences, is what causes problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;re : mitch's internal debate&lt;/em&gt; - I believe the crux of his conundrum, is that there are a lot of important events which are out of your control which can have a dramatic impact on your life. By thinking about this and realising that there is little you can do about this, it only leads to depression, however the optimistic approach on "free will", even if it is somewhat misguided leads to a happier state of mind. So the question - is by Mitch cheating himself into believing that he has free will, an adequate resolution to his problem?  After all thinking about it only leads to unhappiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However what if there was more to life than simply our physiologocial make up, the beating of our heart. Perhaps the power of our mind (free will) is all that we need. Im not doubting the lack of control we have over certain events. But Im skeptcal whether these events are all important. Should we be thinking about the human collective or the individual? Doesnt the rapid human technological advancements in some ways facilitate the possible preservation of our species. The dinosours failed to survive the metorite crash, but we might? I wouldnt underestimate the power of one and i wouldnt want to waste the limited time that I have, odds are we are all going to die, but its what we do with the time here that counts. And belive me it can count! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108969656196738573?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108969656196738573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108969656196738573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108969656196738573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108969656196738573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/mitchs-blog.html' title='Mitch&apos;s blog'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615656.post-108969432358020410</id><published>2004-07-12T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T21:47:33.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The begining</title><content type='html'>(in the background - float on by modest mouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is only one rk", an exercise in individuality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year after year, the longer we live the more we tend to a certain &lt;br /&gt;point - normality. Which is not bad nor good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Influenced by our surroundings we develop the same interests, &lt;br /&gt;the same  taste in music, the same taste in food,&lt;br /&gt;the same values, the same habits, the same faults.&lt;br /&gt;We become comfortable in our surroundings and meander along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By virtue of writing this blog I have already started to&lt;br /&gt;be like other people, but I dont mind, a lot of what other&lt;br /&gt;people do are good, it needs to be builded upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to ask yourself what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;(from last crusade, after indy's dad gets shot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615656-108969432358020410?l=thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/feeds/108969432358020410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615656&amp;postID=108969432358020410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108969432358020410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615656/posts/default/108969432358020410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereisonlyonerk1.blogspot.com/2004/07/begining.html' title='The begining'/><author><name>RK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071153520633386034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
