<?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-14712095</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:59:02.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasirer's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14712095.post-113039155242213184</id><published>2005-10-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T22:39:12.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to vegas today for my birthday with three of the most insane people I know.  Robbie, Ted, and Ari.  I hope I live to the end.  I give 4 to 1 that I come back eloped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kich will be there in my heart and in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-113039155242213184?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/113039155242213184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=113039155242213184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/113039155242213184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/113039155242213184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-going-to-vegas-today-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-113027857404273081</id><published>2005-10-25T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:16:14.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bad at updating my blog.  It's unbelievable.  The only thing I'm worse at is falling and staying asleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, earlier today I tried to make a reservation at a Japanese/ Chinese fusion restaurant in the Venetian hotel.  Maybe they were really busy and could not accommodate a party of 5, but that was not the case.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biotch of a hostess asked if it was guys or girls, and she then said she would need us to bring 5 women to make the reservation.  This is an example of why I dislike clubbing and going out, and all other crap like that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also provides me justification as to why I should pull a tail end 36 hour session in the Bellagio's poker room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight sweet prince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-113027857404273081?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/113027857404273081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=113027857404273081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/113027857404273081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/113027857404273081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-so-bad-at-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112832445057071516</id><published>2005-10-03T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T00:27:30.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the first time since the winter, insomnia has returned to my life.  Because of this event, I now turn to you blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went skydiving.  It was the sickest feeling I've ever felt in my life and now causes me to wonder if it's worth doing anything that's un-extreme.  The only thing I want to do now is skydive, base jump, drive really fast, ski, play ps2, or do insanely hard drugs like crystal meth.  Unfortunately in the society we live in today, like the mohawk wearer, the extreme athlete is shunned.  Having had a mohawk, and also being an extreme athlete, I understand how difficult this all is, and have to take comfort in the fact that I cannot live a life filled only with jumping out of airplanes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News of the day part two is that I now have a group on the facebook.com dedicated to me.  Somehow in less than a day it has twenty six members and has over seventy five groupies.  Wa Wa Wee Wa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112832445057071516?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112832445057071516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112832445057071516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112832445057071516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112832445057071516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-first-time-since-winter-insomnia.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112800289375051144</id><published>2005-09-29T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:08:13.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh blog, how I neglected you.  Like a plant that I forgot to water, I left you untouched by the ink from my pen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is over and you are back.  Your return coincides with the new thekich.com so everything is well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted point out that a new Kasirer has emerged in the last few weeks.  One that rises early and curbs his time playing videos games.  I've been told that this is a good way to live, but it does not feel so good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, your triumphant return is over blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112800289375051144?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112800289375051144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112800289375051144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112800289375051144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112800289375051144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-blog-how-i-neglected-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112538143189857449</id><published>2005-08-29T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:57:11.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A word for the Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that ladies ever listen to me or they ever should, but I have a piece of advise for them that could bode well for the future.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because a guy has an accent does not make him hot.  It means that he lacks a certain proficiency and command of the English language.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't go loco next time you meet some dude that says patty instead of party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112538143189857449?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112538143189857449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112538143189857449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112538143189857449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112538143189857449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/word-for-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112519476157166130</id><published>2005-08-27T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:06:01.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Breaking the Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday afternoon I found myself driving eastbound on Wilshire towards the sky-scrapers of downtown Los Angeles.  Accelerating at a green light, I turn my head to the right and see my good friend officer Norling.  My speedometer read 45, so maybe I was safe I slowed down regardless.  About eight seconds later, Norling is right behind me and I had my first speeding ticket.  If only it was a violation for riding a Vespa sans helmet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going too fast, but I was not going THAT fast.  Norling did not like my jokes, or my friends.  Maybe he was having a rough day, who knows for sure?  He had me down at 42 in a 35 zone, which is a bit annoying.  If I am going to be pulled over, I want it to be for like 30 miles over the limit not 7 bush league MPH's.  Police state if you ask me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, my friend is competing in the American Championships of Rock Paper Scissors as I type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112519476157166130?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112519476157166130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112519476157166130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112519476157166130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112519476157166130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/breaking-law-thursday-afternoon-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112504306932812687</id><published>2005-08-26T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:37:32.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheddarTed, his bro Will, and my sister (obviously older one because I don't think my little sister knows how to read) all recommended that I read the book "Freakonomics."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased that book on Tuesday and finished it early Thursday.  The only other thing I can do in under two days is complete an entire season of "24," which I did a few times in early May.  The book is not exactly about economics.  It more or less plays around with data to give you shocking conclusions so that a lot of things you think about are what the Daliy Show Studio smells like . . . . . horseshit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples:  obsessive parenting does not work, it is who your parents are rather than what they do that will affect the outcome of your life.  &lt;br /&gt;an infant is much more likely to die playing in a house with a pool in it than at a house with a gun in it.  &lt;br /&gt;Members of Congress will always fund measures to prevent terrorism rather than healthcare even though far more Americans will die from obesity/ heart disease that terrorism.  The list goes on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed the book on all counts besides two.  1) It was not long enough.  2) It did not derride any theories/policy  of the great man running this country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall report on the insanity that was the Snoop Youth Football League benefit concert in due time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112504306932812687?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112504306932812687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112504306932812687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112504306932812687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112504306932812687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/reading-cheddarted-his-bro-will-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112504167377854381</id><published>2005-08-26T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:34:49.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some gingerly swimming this afternoon and not showering, my hair developed into a very odd shape.  I had a hat on, so I could not see the front, but the back of my hair was frizzed up in the shape of a hook.  Without the use of any product, this was quite a gravity defying feat.  Unfortunately, not many people got to see this and I doubt anyone will ever again because I am getting a nice trim before the academic year begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112504167377854381?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112504167377854381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112504167377854381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112504167377854381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112504167377854381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/hair-after-some-gingerly-swimming-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112495222009161097</id><published>2005-08-24T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:43:40.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow evening I am going to a benefit concert at the Greek Theatre in the Hollywood Hills.  It benefits the SYFL.  The main performers are Ice Cube, Snoop Dog, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you wondering, SYFL is not an STD.  It is the Snoop Youth Football League.  The fact that Snoop has a youth football league, and that I am paying is completely absurd.  Whatever happened to live 8.  I believe they benefitted someone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, I am looking forward to a nice rendition of Californication by RHCP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112495222009161097?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112495222009161097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112495222009161097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112495222009161097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112495222009161097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/syfl-tomorrow-evening-i-am-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112473628706144780</id><published>2005-08-22T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T11:44:47.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bo-sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I indulged in one of my greatest pleasures besides eating.  I watched a day-game.  The angels hosted the bosox.  It was a nice day and a nice game, but the away fans really annoyed me.  They annoyed me to the point that Boston is now tops on my list of hated teams behind the Giants, Red Wings, Yankees, and Manchester United.  One thing about all these teams is that they have annoying bandwagon fans, and the same is true for Boston.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you win one World Series, it does not give you license to get tanked and make the stadium yours.  These idiots actively try to start fights with other "peaceful fans" like me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one who enjoys watching your team play road games, act polite and cheer your team, but don't be a d-bag.  One other thing that bugs me is that the fans act like they know the players personally and that the players can actually hear them.  Yelling "Hey Jonny" in an annoying Boston accent does absolutely nothing for anyone but yourself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the A's, Angels, Braves, and Astros winning in October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112473628706144780?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112473628706144780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112473628706144780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112473628706144780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112473628706144780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/bo-sux-yesterday-i-indulged-in-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112431061145911991</id><published>2005-08-17T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:30:11.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those who know me know that I like to wear shirts that promote the countries of various soccer and hockey teams.  Yesterday I naturally put on my Finland 2002 Olympic Hockey team shirt and a pair of jeans.  Nothing came out of this till the evening when I went for some frozen yogurt with my sister.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon leaving, a man outside the store asks me, "Are you from Finland?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reply, "I wish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it's a beautiful country," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't been."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I played basketball there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using my sports knowledge, I said, "They are much better at hockey than basketball."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man then said, "Finland is the most beautiful country in the world, but Italy is the best at basketball."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very confused, Kasirer replied, "USA is the best."  This is something I never really say in anything, cuz I dislike the US an all fronts besides for their national soccer team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realising that this man may have been insane I then got into the car with my sister who had been there for over 30 seconds.  She asked me why I always talk to such wierdos and then informed me that the man was homeless.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story....  I'm still wearing the Finland shirt over 18 hours later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112431061145911991?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112431061145911991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112431061145911991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112431061145911991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112431061145911991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/those-who-know-me-know-that-i-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112424011123810437</id><published>2005-08-16T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T17:55:11.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I did something that may classify this boring summer as not so boring.  In fact it was my greatest achievement of the summer so far.  Me, the Kich, and his lady friend consumed 8 rolls of sushi.  This totalled close to 80 pieces of various types of fish, vegetables, and rice.  I really handled it like distance athlete.  Started off at a moderate pace, slowed down mid-race, and then really pounded the tempura rolls at the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this is no Norman's Kahuna burger, it was still a lot of food.  Our server told us that it was the most he'd ever seen for a group of three and subsequently took one roll off of the bill.  WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112424011123810437?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112424011123810437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112424011123810437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112424011123810437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112424011123810437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/feat-yesterday-i-did-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112408684453513266</id><published>2005-08-14T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T23:20:44.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No-no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my return from the Southern Cone, I would like to return to the game of baseball, a game which really gets my emotions going.  When Pedro made it look like a no-hitter was actually possible I was put into a huge dilema.  Do I root for the Dodgers to get a hit? or Do i become a traitor and anticipate the no-hitter like it was a Chanukah gift?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice was easy in my mind.  Obviously I betrayed my team and wanted the Dodgers to be on the bad end of a no-hitter.  Seeing a no-hitter is probably top 6 in my life's to do list, so when the Dodgers got a hit in the 8th and eventually took the lead, I was crushed realizing that my dream would have to wait for who knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads to a larger moral issue in sports that I will discuss later.  The topics include: is it ethical to root against your team and  is tanking the season a something that a team can strive to achieve?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112408684453513266?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112408684453513266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112408684453513266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112408684453513266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112408684453513266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-no-upon-my-return-from-southern.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112305848090547559</id><published>2005-08-03T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T01:41:20.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vacation Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be out of the country, uhhh for a while.  This means that my blog will take about 10 days off from this lovely work of literature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112305848090547559?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112305848090547559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112305848090547559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112305848090547559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112305848090547559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/vacation-blog-i-am-going-to-be-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112292069290507389</id><published>2005-08-01T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:24:52.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since spending the fall semester abroad studying in Madrid, my command of the english language has fallen like Hideo Nomo's career has fallen over the past two seasons.  My oral skills are around 90% of what they once were, but my spelling is absolutely abysmal.  When writing emails, or anything else I get many squiggly red lines under words, and try all different combinations to correct my errors, but usually it is to no avail.  I'm not stupid, I just don't remember english that well.  So bear that in mind as you read through my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112292069290507389?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112292069290507389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112292069290507389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112292069290507389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112292069290507389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/08/spelling-ever-since-spending-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112279672848767554</id><published>2005-07-31T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T00:58:48.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEWSFLASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime before December I am going to have the third mohawk of my career.  Unfortunately, CheddarTed will not be cutting it, as I plan on getting it done professionally.  While I have yet to decide on the exact type of hawk I will be getting, the rug seems to be on top of my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112279672848767554?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112279672848767554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112279672848767554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112279672848767554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112279672848767554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/newsflash-sometime-before-december-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112278085908646774</id><published>2005-07-30T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T20:34:19.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to this extremely religious synagogue for the sabbath services earlier today in order to celebrate the upcoming marriage of one of my cousins.  Once everyone poured out of the gender separated room to the kiddish, (event where jews eat a lot for any possible reason like birth, bar miztvah, past bar mitzvah, wedding, and so on) I realized something.  There was a nice amount of cuties just a few years younger than my twenty years of age.  This fact has led me to never rule out the possibilty of an arranged marriage circa 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112278085908646774?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112278085908646774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112278085908646774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112278085908646774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112278085908646774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-went-to-this-extremely-religious.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112270385570926632</id><published>2005-07-29T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:10:55.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mini-vans only exist to be slow, sucky, and annoying, contrary to what car makers tell you.  When you see one on the road it can only mean a slow mom driving with children screaming in the back and please go faster or I'm going to pass you as fast as I possibly can.  While they do provide a lot of space, it isn't even that much more space than a nice station wagon or SUV.  One could argue that they get good mileage, but gas mileage isn't even a real stat, so who cares what people think about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112270385570926632?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112270385570926632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112270385570926632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112270385570926632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112270385570926632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/mini-vans-only-exist-to-be-slow-sucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112250334120328086</id><published>2005-07-27T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T15:29:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm itching to watch the new FX show "Over There."  I usually am not a fan of weekly shows, but this one looks like it could be good.  I was quite empressed with FX's "30-days" and also love "24."  Hopefully this new show lives up to 50% of what I want it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112250334120328086?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112250334120328086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112250334120328086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112250334120328086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112250334120328086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-itching-to-watch-new-fx-show-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112242192499017027</id><published>2005-07-26T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:52:26.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marks three important countdowns in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The one week countdown till the end of my internship at Fox Sports International.&lt;br /&gt;2) The 5 day countdown till the Trade Deadline and NHL free-agent signing period.&lt;br /&gt;3) The 8 day countdown for my South American ski trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really say which one I am most excited for, as all will bring fourth great things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in reality, I'd say its a tie between 2 and 3.  I'm looking for an opportunity to be happy from anything related to the Dodgers or another opportunity to yell at Depodesta.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really love anywhere that they speak spanish.  So combine Spanish and skiing, and I'm really set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112242192499017027?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112242192499017027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112242192499017027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112242192499017027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112242192499017027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-marks-three-important-countdowns.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112232671359060511</id><published>2005-07-25T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T14:25:13.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fast Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be the worst thing in the world.  Although I am severly limited to what I can eat by the rules of kashrut, it still pains me to eat at these places. Just watching people eat greasy burgers and fries is horrible.  Everytime I have a grilled cheese or Filet o Fish I see months taken off of my life calendar.  The worst part of these places is when I see obese people eating like obese people.  It begs the question, why would you ever eat from one of these chains, when you can make a nice sandwich from your local supermarket?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112232671359060511?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112232671359060511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112232671359060511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112232671359060511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112232671359060511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/fast-food-it-might-be-worst-thing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112225234393975996</id><published>2005-07-24T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:45:43.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Over the past few days I have listened to some real throwback music like the Smashing Pumpkins, the Offspring, and Third Eye Blind.  (Speaking of which, Adore is such an underrated album.  Obviously, its no Melon Collie and the Infinite Sadness, but it really puts up a strong fight.)  One reason is that it really brings me back to when I was on top of my game circa, 1995-1999.  Now I feel as though I'm a young duckling, who couldn't keep up with the rest of the train of ducks.  The other reason I like this music is just that it's soooo good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112225234393975996?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112225234393975996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112225234393975996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112225234393975996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112225234393975996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/over-past-few-days-i-have-listened-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112217732181714074</id><published>2005-07-23T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T20:55:21.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy to report that my bout with a myserious Amazonian virus is nearing its end.  No longer will I have headaches, stomach aches, and long periods of fatigue.  To fight off ths illness, I rested a lot and ate a nice amount of chicken soup.  I feel like I'm at around 85% percent.  I should be off of the DL sometime tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112217732181714074?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112217732181714074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112217732181714074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112217732181714074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112217732181714074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-happy-to-report-that-my-bout-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112209241672064201</id><published>2005-07-22T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:20:34.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In honor of Tiger's British Open victory, I played a little Tiger Woods 2005 today.  It was the first time I had gamed since early June and boy did it feel good.  I played two rounds and did incredibly well in both cases.  First, I shot a 63 at Sherwood without even warming up.  Then I coasted to a 4 &amp; 3 match play victory over Stuart Appleby at the Old Course at St. Andrews.  Both rounds are much better than I can come to close to in real life, as my best all time round was an 86, and I usually shoot in the low 90's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to my point of the day.  Why I love gaming so much. &lt;br /&gt;With video games you can really accomplish anything in the world.  If you like shooting games like Grand Theft Auto, you can murder people with chainsaws, shoot the police with bazookas , and perform illicit acts with prostitutes.  In sports games, you can also achieve your dreams.  One can play at St. Andrews and Pebble Beach.  You can make the PENN Quakers a perennial power in College Basketball.  You can make a Dodger team have Albert Pujols, Vlad Guerrero, and Richie Sexson all at the same time.  Another possibility is managing a lowly football team from the First Division like Nottingham Forest, and winning promotion to the English Premiership.  The reason I have such good examples, is because I accomplished everyone of these feets in the past year of gaming.  And that is why I love gaming so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112209241672064201?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112209241672064201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112209241672064201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112209241672064201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112209241672064201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-honor-of-tigers-british-open.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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-14712095.post-112201261684201067</id><published>2005-07-21T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:31:33.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Delta Airlines and me just never get along when it comes to domestic flights.  Today they cancelled my LAX to JFK flight ruining what was to be a perfect weekend of steak eating, seeing old friends and family, and watching los dojers at Shea.  Maybe I would have even gone on a long walk with Cheddar Ted.  But it was not to be as Delta Flight 2071 had some serious mechanical problems.  This leads to a bigger issue between me and the airline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Since the begining of the year, I have been delayed or cancelled on 6 out of 11 of my domestic Delta flights.  That's a .545 winning percentage which certainly makes the playoffs in the NL West.  The delays ranged anywhere from 30 minutes between Salt Lake City and LA to 7 hours between Atlanta and Philadelphia, the two throwback jersey capitals of the free world.  The best part of these delays is the many hours sipping lemonade and having snack mixes in the Crown Room.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrast this with my International Delta flights and flights on its carriers, Air France and El Al.  Not once was I delayed in the past 18 months.  What can this be attributed to??  America is apparently the land of the consumer, so that can't be it.  Perhaps part of my streak of delays comes purely from bad luck.  That would be pretty unlucky.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself a pretty even temperred guy, so I take the delays in stride and actually gain some enjoyment from them.  There are not many things that bring me more joy than fat Americans yelling at employees like its their fault that there's a thunderstorm in Cleveland.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you blog:  May this be a long voyage into the sea of blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14712095-112201261684201067?l=kasirer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/feeds/112201261684201067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14712095&amp;postID=112201261684201067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112201261684201067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14712095/posts/default/112201261684201067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kasirer.blogspot.com/2005/07/delta-airlines-and-me-just-never-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaiserman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07199647789670448229</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>
