<?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-7943129</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:17:17.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Universe by Derek J McDermott</title><subtitle type='html'>Derek McDermott is a 27-year old college student living in a dorm for his second semester. Sad, ain't it?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943129.post-111276444373338900</id><published>2005-04-06T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T01:25:40.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking For a Bridge</title><summary type='text'>Geez! Two days into the season, the team of evil incarnate are still undefeated and the Mets haven't won a game. At least the Braves lost.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/111276444373338900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=111276444373338900' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/111276444373338900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/111276444373338900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2005/04/looking-for-bridge.html' title='Looking For a Bridge'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943129.post-111263444678875447</id><published>2005-04-04T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T13:07:26.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin City</title><summary type='text'>HNN reported today that Sin City was the number one grossing movie in the United States over the weekend. They continually used the phrase, "based on the comic book series." Calling Sin City a comic book is like calling War and Peace a Harlequin romance.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/111263444678875447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=111263444678875447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/111263444678875447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/111263444678875447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2005/04/sin-city_04.html' title='Sin City'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-111263308706033868</id><published>2005-04-04T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T12:46:08.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><summary type='text'>The Major League Baseball Season starts in earnest today. And baseball, more than any other sport, renews in me a feeling of hope. Perhaps because baseball starts in the spring, or maybe I (stupidly?) believe that my New York Mets have a chance at least to make the playoffs and maybe even win the Series. Well, they still have no losses. Here's hoping Pedro's arm doesn't fall off, that Mikey's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/111263308706033868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=111263308706033868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/111263308706033868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/111263308706033868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2005/04/baseball.html' title='Baseball'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109407440809520545</id><published>2004-09-01T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T23:21:46.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy September</title><summary type='text'>For your edification, here is a list of cool/interesting blogs I have found while wasting my life in front of my computer.        Musings of a chick-don't know why I like this one. She's intellegent, and funny.        &lt;!--ENTITY % dissident "%rants;|%stuff;"--&gt;     &lt;!--ENTITY % dissident "%rants;|%stuff;"--&gt;     &lt;!--ENTITY % dissident "%rants;|%stuff;"--&gt;     &lt;!--ENTITY % dissident "%rants;|%</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109407440809520545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109407440809520545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109407440809520545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109407440809520545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-september.html' title='Happy September'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109405795904720436</id><published>2004-09-01T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T12:59:19.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These Are the People in Your Neighborhood</title><summary type='text'>  I'd like to take this opportunity to provide the first case study of the people I have met here in P-burgh.When I was up here for orientation, back in ?July?, one of the people I met and whose company I enjoyed was GD. GD is cool.  She is cynical and annoyed by society, which is fantastic. People who question authority, the status quo, and anyone with who they associate are in short supply </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109405795904720436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109405795904720436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109405795904720436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109405795904720436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/09/these-are-people-in-your-neighborhood.html' title='These Are the People in Your Neighborhood'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109397158167324106</id><published>2004-08-30T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T12:59:41.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Day</title><summary type='text'>I'm doing laundry today. It's raining. It's also Monday. This is a bad combination. Most college students (unlike myself and those with whom I hang -- ;) --  ), go out, party, drink and toke on the weekends. These people are doing their laundry today, around noon. I would have done mine earlier, but I have classes from 9-noon.It's also raining today. Most of the outdoor activities that were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109397158167324106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109397158167324106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109397158167324106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109397158167324106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109362901426428470</id><published>2004-08-27T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T09:48:55.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not That There's Anything Wrong With That</title><summary type='text'>  It has brought to my attention that only “certain kinds” of people blog. A person, who, for now, will be referred to as RA (because those are her initials), imparted this information to me through a third party. Although I usually would consider RA one not to shy away from what she believes nor to back down from telling someone something that may make him feel uncomfortable. RA however, did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109362901426428470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109362901426428470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109362901426428470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109362901426428470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/not-that-theres-anything-wrong-with.html' title='Not That There&apos;s Anything Wrong With That'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109343221484416299</id><published>2004-08-25T07:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T07:10:14.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Owl...</title><summary type='text'>How many times will I have to wash and dry my towels before I stop getting blue lint all over me after my shower? I thought once would have been enough. I was wrong.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109343221484416299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109343221484416299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109343221484416299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109343221484416299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/mr-owl.html' title='Mr Owl...'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109343003353471633</id><published>2004-08-25T06:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T06:33:53.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning around 0300h, sweating. The window had been open the entire night, but there was no flow of air. I went to the bathroom, and upon my return I left the door open enough so the lock was holding the door open about a centimeter.  Fifteen minutes later, I'm still sweating in the dark, blanket and sheet tossed to the floor. My roomate gets up and shuts the window, and then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109343003353471633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109343003353471633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109343003353471633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109343003353471633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109329331092582563</id><published>2004-08-23T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T16:35:10.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><summary type='text'>  [ed. note: this blog was originally sent as an e-mail to some of my friends and family] It’s now Monday afternoon. I’ve been here for a day and a half, and I haven’t screwed up anything yet (at least anything that can’t be fixed). I’ve been to three classes. The first two, Concepts of Computing and US History Since the Civil War, were the pretty basic syllabus-coving first class. The last one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109329331092582563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109329331092582563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109329331092582563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109329331092582563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109251451672831943</id><published>2004-08-14T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T16:18:44.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olympics (The US Rules the World)</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting here watching the Olympics on television(instead of sleeping)- Women's indoor volleyball. US versus China. Around the court, All the signs read "ATHENS 2004." Using Roman letters. In English. I have trouble imagining this is due to the large influx of Canadian, British or Australian cash and television ratings that Greece is receiving.Do we (English speaking Americans) really need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109251451672831943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109251451672831943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109251451672831943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109251451672831943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/olympics-us-rules-world.html' title='The Olympics (The US Rules the World)'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109240479657194067</id><published>2004-08-13T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T09:46:36.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste Time and Money!</title><summary type='text'>One my passions is poker- and the more I play, the worse I get. I was much better before I read Doyle's book. Nevertheless, you can find me playing cards on Poker Stars as D-Rock_1296. After you download and install the front end, click on Requests, select Find a Player... and type in my SN. Feel free to join me at any table at which I'm sitting.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109240479657194067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109240479657194067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109240479657194067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109240479657194067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/waste-time-and-money.html' title='Waste Time and Money!'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109237059188717892</id><published>2004-08-13T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T00:51:38.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt 7:3-5</title><summary type='text'>Two nights ago, while @ work, I was told to "Mind my own business," by someone to whom I was not speaking. (Let that rattle around in your head a few minutes.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109237059188717892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109237059188717892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109237059188717892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109237059188717892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/matt-73-5.html' title='Matt 7:3-5'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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-7943129.post-109236929574777417</id><published>2004-08-12T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T00:42:21.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inauspicious Beginning</title><summary type='text'>Here I am, boring as ever. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/feeds/109236929574777417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943129&amp;postID=109236929574777417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109236929574777417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943129/posts/default/109236929574777417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmcd.blogspot.com/2004/08/inauspicious-beginning.html' title='An Inauspicious Beginning'/><author><name>D-Rock</name><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></feed>
