<?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-6312625</id><updated>2011-08-18T04:24:53.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burkey</title><subtitle type='html'>King of the Dinosaurs &amp; Duke of the Rocks

Occasional winner of risk...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312625.post-115809813286193459</id><published>2006-09-12T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:55:32.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanover And Stuff</title><summary type='text'>Hanover is great. I love it. It's such a nice change from high school. Yet my classes are all discussion based lacking math and science and make me yearn for more. Latin is really fun. My room mate is alright, we get along fine. I'm making friends and even opened a facebook account. I enjoy looking out and seeing the woods and a great view of the Ohio River. If the rain stops I'll post a pic of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115809813286193459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=115809813286193459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/115809813286193459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/115809813286193459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/09/hanover-and-stuff.html' title='Hanover And Stuff'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-115163049388578266</id><published>2006-06-29T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:21:33.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Registration</title><summary type='text'>This morning I awoke at 7 AM. Ate a bagel. Brushed teeth. Then sat at my computer neurotically waiting for 8 AM to arrive. Why did I wake up at this near ungodly hour for a summer wake up time? To register for my college classes! Thanks to the might of the internet I was able to register the classes for my fall semester, I also did some eBay bidding (I won records! albums, you know, before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115163049388578266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=115163049388578266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/115163049388578266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/115163049388578266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/class-registration.html' title='Class Registration'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-115083128445579889</id><published>2006-06-20T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T15:22:50.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells, Wedding Kazoo</title><summary type='text'>This saturday is my mom's wedding. Huzzah. My gift to her is I'm not going to heckle during the wedding. I've also been assigned the task of DJ which means I create a playlist with no vulgar language, hook up my shiny new iPod to a set of speakers, and skip songs if I have to. I was chosen because my music collection is mostly rock songs from the 70s &amp; 80s. That, and my mom is too cheap to hire a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115083128445579889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=115083128445579889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/115083128445579889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/115083128445579889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/wedding-bells-wedding-kazoo.html' title='Wedding Bells, Wedding Kazoo'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114972767250260408</id><published>2006-06-07T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T15:24:58.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Syracuse!</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow starts my road trip to Syracuse, NY for my mother's wedding. Huzzah. The only negative part appears being trapped in the car with my brother for that allotted time period. Aside from that, all is well. Work is swell, they gave me the month off for the wedding and I'll return to making steakburger and mixing up milkshakes. Maybe I can get paid to advertise here...EAT AT STEAK N SHAKE! YUM</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114972767250260408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114972767250260408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114972767250260408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114972767250260408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/off-to-syracuse.html' title='Off to Syracuse!'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114844749582857457</id><published>2006-05-24T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:11:35.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot Has Gone On</title><summary type='text'>That photo is a test photo of my Dell meeting my magpies Pro. I am now down with high school. Finals flew by. Graduation was good. A memory worth storing. Since then I have been rolling 18 pounds of coins, catching up on my music collection, and enjoying games with old friends. I vow that I shall not play Risk for a while (an unlikely vow). Most of this gaming has taken the form of Age of Empires</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114844749582857457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114844749582857457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114844749582857457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114844749582857457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/05/lot-has-gone-on.html' title='A Lot Has Gone On'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114653488532753648</id><published>2006-05-01T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:54:45.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AP Time</title><summary type='text'>Signature School ranked 54th best high school in the nation. Huzzah!My three AP tests next week consisting of physics and chemistry with a dash of comparitive politics.Twenty days till I graduate. Huzzah!My mac is awsome, work isn't bad at all.Study Time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114653488532753648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114653488532753648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114653488532753648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114653488532753648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/05/ap-time.html' title='AP Time'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114593816834815755</id><published>2006-04-25T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:09:28.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom/Mac/AP</title><summary type='text'>Prom was good. My date and I enjoyed it very much. Albeit, Erica and I weren't with a group, but we still enjoyed ourselves. What a way to end the year. Smiles all around. A grand dance indeed. Friday I ordered my 15" MacBook Pro with my cousin's Pixar discount, huzzah! Soon I shall rid myself of this horrid windows and upgrade to that which is MAC. It should arrive this week only adding to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114593816834815755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114593816834815755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114593816834815755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114593816834815755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/prommacap.html' title='Prom/Mac/AP'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114515126831373618</id><published>2006-04-15T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T21:42:06.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Smart(er)</title><summary type='text'>I've been feeling rather smart lately. A change for me after a tedious year. Maybe it's because I'm helping sophomores prepare for their Chembowl or acing placement exams at Hanover. Preparing for AP exams I'm finding out that I know a lot more than I did at the start of this year, plus I've gained some thinking skills. This is likely my best year and largest growth I've had during high school. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114515126831373618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114515126831373618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114515126831373618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114515126831373618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/feeling-smarter.html' title='Feeling Smart(er)'/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114421355512952964</id><published>2006-04-04T23:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:05:55.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring Break gave me time to recover my brain. Craming it full of facts and info was starting to drain the cells (like a Galvanic cell). I spent my break sleeping, reading, and thinking. The life of a philosopher. I feel older now that my senior year is almost up, I'll go to college soon (which I already have chosen). I realized how much easier it was to appply to one school in December so I knew</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114421355512952964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114421355512952964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114421355512952964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114421355512952964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-break-gave-me-time-to-recover_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114221689390763589</id><published>2006-03-12T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T21:28:13.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What if risk skill were proportional to slam poem ability?Alex would never win, or he would have poems gracing about his connection with G-Unit for rizzle. That is the only difference I have, risk skill and slam poem ability really are proportional. Phuc always gets angry if he is losing either, Sibo had passive finesse in both, and I like to make things up as I go along. I guess the moral of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114221689390763589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114221689390763589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114221689390763589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114221689390763589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-if-risk-skill-were-proportional.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114160574269731285</id><published>2006-03-05T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T19:42:22.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tired all weekend. Sectionals yesterday, a second in radio but the team got first so yee &amp; haw. Then homework today after waking up early and not falling back to sleep. Keep on rolling I say. Since my eyes are burning, I might just roll off to sleep. Two weeks until spring break when I can sleep some more. I'm avoiding senioritus fairly well. It's similar to dodge ball, in that the ball is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114160574269731285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114160574269731285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114160574269731285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114160574269731285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/03/tired-all-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114126466841370410</id><published>2006-03-01T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:57:48.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spending the year obsessing over AP Chem and AP Phys (non-calculus, sigh) has led me to lose my ability to communicate or be interesting. Seems I always have a tension headache or I'm feeling dizzy. I'm not sure how to make my speech interesting anymore. Can't even construct an old fashioned slam poem. I'm hoping this rigorous year will pay off in the form of being ultra prepared for college, if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114126466841370410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114126466841370410' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114126466841370410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114126466841370410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/03/spending-year-obsessing-over-ap-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114048845952595281</id><published>2006-02-20T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:20:59.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, what a weekend of procrastination. Four days off washes away the pain. Instead of studying I slept and viewed movies, a nice change. Although, Casino and The Incredibles was a strange combo. I won the balsa wood bridge competition (2nd place, but the guy that beat me didn't follow the rules, so first I say). I need to go looking for a stoichiometry workbook, I need to speed up on those. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114048845952595281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114048845952595281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114048845952595281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114048845952595281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-what-weekend-of-procrastination.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-114019732624328947</id><published>2006-02-17T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:28:46.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day off is nice. Time to catch up and reflect on things. Honestly, I have nothing to reflect on since I just woke up. I will admit this is the first year I got a valentine from someone at school. And to get you to forget about that here's a little diddy I did for Slam Poetry at the Wadi Cafe oh so long ago.The Day AfterYou know what day I love?Feburary 15,Yeah, I knowValentines day is the 14thBut</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114019732624328947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=114019732624328947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114019732624328947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/114019732624328947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-off-is-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113954148671219920</id><published>2006-02-09T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:18:06.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A lack of posting I know, last in Sibo's list even. Homework and studying are getting to me, once I finish I just feel like sleeping, and I do. This weekend doesn't look much clearer. Tomorrow it's to Hanover to hang with the Geology profs (because that's what I'm majoring in). Saturday is a speech meet; ever since I've been in Radio I've thought "Do I really need the suit?" Don't get me wrong, I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113954148671219920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113954148671219920' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113954148671219920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113954148671219920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/lack-of-posting-i-know-last-in-sibos.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113807628840892299</id><published>2006-01-23T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:18:08.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went for a walk. The cold stinging the tops of my ears. The metal of my glasses' frame, cold as ice. A little Billy Joel in my ear "Sing me a song, your the piano man." As I take large strides I stretch my neck up and see three stars in a row; "Sing us a song tonight." Three stars, close to each other making a perfect line, I stood there staring; "Well, we're all in the mood for a melody." I pull</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113807628840892299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113807628840892299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113807628840892299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113807628840892299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/01/went-for-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113780729031302095</id><published>2006-01-20T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T20:40:10.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hectic four day week. Even though a day off was granted on monday, a long week did ensue. Filled with tests and writings from start to end, with additional long term projects starting up this week. Now the weekend is here in time for me to clean my house. Benefits to an AP Chem test on friday is no major chem work over weekend. Speaking of work, I'm looking for a job but I'll likely get one once </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113780729031302095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113780729031302095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113780729031302095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113780729031302095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/01/hectic-four-day-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113642817968696054</id><published>2006-01-04T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:29:39.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Year's consisted of two parties on opposite sides of town. One with new friends and strangers and Burkey Shrimp Sauce. The other consisted of old friends and of course a game of Risk 2210 that followed the laws of risk fairly well. (Phuc complained and went to the moon, I got stranded and was attacked even though I had no continent, Alex won despite efforts to team up against him). Then it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113642817968696054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113642817968696054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113642817968696054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113642817968696054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-consisted-of-two-parties-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113511413450456811</id><published>2005-12-20T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T16:28:54.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Burkey Wins RiskWell finals are done, and now I only have one semester of high school left before I head off to college. But tonight was a grand night...becuase...I won risk! This a rare occasion indeed, for I ususally attack blindly towards other players with not sense of direction. Last night though, I was steadily held on with Austraillia and patiently acquired Asia whilst being attacked on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113511413450456811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113511413450456811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113511413450456811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113511413450456811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/burkey-wins-risk-well-finals-are-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113432890765031990</id><published>2005-12-11T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T14:21:47.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sibo: update!Me: okMe: now?Sibo: yes nowGood news everyone! I got into Hanover! My college of choice, and only college I applied too. I visited them ahead of time and made sure this was a college I wanted to go to and had a good geology program that would lead into paleontology. Since I went early they canceled the application fees. So my application fee total comes too: $0.00. Happy times indeed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113432890765031990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113432890765031990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113432890765031990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113432890765031990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/sibo-update-me-ok-me-now-sibo-yes-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113322998826624619</id><published>2005-11-28T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:06:28.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Twas a very nice holiday weekend. Friends came back and we all got to play risk. We even came to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe, Risk 2210 isn't as magical game as it once was. Where surprise and intrigue once stood, predictability and 6 hours of gameplay go by. In other words, I lost again, but I rarely win. After the risk playing smash bros challenges were issued and we saw who had no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113322998826624619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113322998826624619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113322998826624619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113322998826624619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/twas-very-nice-holiday-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113129857755447317</id><published>2005-11-06T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T12:37:24.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tornado? Here in Evansville? Even the BBC's talking about it. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/4412180.stmI wasn't hit by it, yay west side, but still crazy two in the morning twister passing through. Crazy. Thanksgiving is soon. I don't think I need a break. I think I need to move on to college. Only 2/3 of a year to go (+ or - a few weeks...I think).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113129857755447317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113129857755447317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113129857755447317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113129857755447317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/tornado-here-in-evansville-even-bbcs.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-113070448609951875</id><published>2005-10-30T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T12:32:54.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Halloween dance was not as good as past years. A lack of people I knew or a lack of decent, danceable music may have been the cause. My eye sight has increased since getting glasses. And no one has made fun of me for the specs (except sibo calling me four eyes...except he has glasses...so..) The homework steadily increases as I keep getting compared to years previous, and how much better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113070448609951875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=113070448609951875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113070448609951875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/113070448609951875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween-dance-was-not-as-good-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-112978305031576877</id><published>2005-10-19T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T23:37:30.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm getting glasses tomorrow. Now I'll be able to see the boards in class and moving cars while I drive. I have myopia and I've been driving without glasses, plus no accidents or tickets. Guess it the luck of the Burkish. I might post a pic of me with my new specs, if I can figure out how to do that. Apple upgraded their powerbooks, woo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112978305031576877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=112978305031576877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112978305031576877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112978305031576877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-getting-glasses-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-112892492603479600</id><published>2005-10-10T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T01:15:26.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did it! I did it! I won at Risk 2210!!! Hahahahaa! Alex was stranded on the moon, Phuc controlled North America and Africa. The rest of the world was mine! All mine!!! This boosting of ego and self esteem is just what I needed. Alas, I go back to my mundane high school hw, whilst they get to do college hw. Sigh. At least I rule the world (this time anyway).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112892492603479600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=112892492603479600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112892492603479600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112892492603479600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-did-it-i-did-it-i-won-at-risk-2210.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-112827371813751317</id><published>2005-10-02T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T12:21:58.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EXcellent! strategy! I'll join you in attacking Alex. In fact our alliance can start right now! if you wanna. hahhaa we'll be back home soon. Later yoBy PnPurdue, at 11:47 AMHahaha. Alex won't see it coming. I continue my pursuit of college happiness by going to the college fair today to find if there are any decnet geology schools in Indiana. The only Geology Dept I've seen is at Purdue. That is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112827371813751317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=112827371813751317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112827371813751317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112827371813751317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/excellent-strategy-ill-join-you-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-112767494546365281</id><published>2005-09-25T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T14:02:25.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss risk. Alex always winning, Sibo always peacfully plotting, Phuc always uh...making alliances and blaming me, and I always getting so angry. Without risk I have nothing to unleash my rage on. Since no one around here knows how to play Risk 2210 or even dares to play Riskopoly, I sit idle around the risk board working on my dice rolling technique. Maybe I should plan some strategy or just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112767494546365281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=112767494546365281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112767494546365281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112767494546365281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-miss-risk.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-112708513541784382</id><published>2005-09-18T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T18:12:15.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reason haven't posted in so long: forgot my password.Sound like an excuse? Damn Straight.So looking for a college is a little harder than I thought. Among other things classes keep me busy. AP chem is hard, as expected. When he walked in with an evil laugh and said this is the hardest class at school, I knew it was going downhill. The more college searching I do the more I want to take up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112708513541784382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=112708513541784382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112708513541784382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112708513541784382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/reason-havent-posted-in-so-long-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-112166150415737543</id><published>2005-07-17T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:38:24.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer has been slow,I just want to get my last year of high school over. I did get a 5 on my AP US history test, but that was expected. I'm still searching for a college to go to and also trying out many different scholarships. Living on my own is fun. Been boring around here so I tried playing monopoly by myself. I wouldn't trade with myself to get a set (what a bastard). Without school I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112166150415737543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=112166150415737543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112166150415737543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/112166150415737543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/summer-has-been-slowi-just-want-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111742706733264857</id><published>2005-05-29T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T23:24:27.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I should of used Matt...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111742706733264857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111742706733264857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111742706733264857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111742706733264857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/maybe-i-should-of-used-matt_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111742690306601148</id><published>2005-05-29T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T00:46:29.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Superhero Personaby couplandesque       Your Name              Superhero Name       Mullet Man       Super Power       Irresistable Sexuality       Enemy       Martha Stewart       Mode Of Transportation       Motorcycle       Weapon       Beer Bottle              "Quiz created with MemeGen"!       </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111742690306601148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111742690306601148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111742690306601148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111742690306601148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-superhero-persona-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111704303257403277</id><published>2005-05-25T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:43:52.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scool's out as Alice Cooper would say. Only one more year of high school the much famed senior year, hoo rah. With school over and summer starting, I find a void in my life. What shall I do to take up the time previously used for studying and home work? Reading I suppose. I could take up a hobby, but no more ballooning. Oragami? hehe. I'll just have to see what lies aheand until the new school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111704303257403277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111704303257403277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111704303257403277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111704303257403277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/scools-out-as-alice-cooper-would-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111636728748879114</id><published>2005-05-17T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:01:27.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today: One of the worst days ever.Forgot German final at home.Wasn't allowed to leave school to get final because no parent consent.New cell phone broke.Smacked in face with frisbbe.Having to redo entire German final in under an hour.Trying to drive with one good eye.And a physics final tomorrow?Put me to sleep...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111636728748879114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111636728748879114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111636728748879114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111636728748879114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-one-of-worst-days-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111491317529745638</id><published>2005-04-30T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:06:15.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Visited Purdue yesterday and today. Got to see Phuc and Alex. Man, Purdue is a big place; I got lost a couple of times drving around. A good campus though, the geology department is kind of small. Other than that, a nice place indeed. Nothing like smash bros purdue style (wtf, phuc won?). That was the longest drive I ever did. Driving on the highways is so much better the Lloyd. Now I just need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111491317529745638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111491317529745638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111491317529745638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111491317529745638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/visited-purdue-yesterday-and-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312625.post-111378198497370829</id><published>2005-04-17T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:53:04.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What did I do this weekend? What have I done for the past 48 hours? I built a trebuchet (a catapult with a counterwieght) [why not just build a catapult?] (....shut up....) Yes, i can now launch rock 15 feet.  A few minor adjustments and I should be able to hit 25 feet. Why have I spent so much time constucting a medival siege weapon? Physics of course, although I built the thing without planning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111378198497370829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111378198497370829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111378198497370829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111378198497370829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-did-i-do-this-weekend-what-have-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111311646765299859</id><published>2005-04-10T01:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T02:03:55.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a nice birthday, last monday. Today was nice though. Spending the whole day debating if I should go to prom, and I end up going in my speech suit. They didn't play my song damn it, couldn't bust the disco out. A good time none the less. After prom was nuts, boxing each other. Sleep time. 1 sheep, 2 sheep, 3 sheep.....1.2 x 10^3 sheep...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111311646765299859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111311646765299859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111311646765299859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111311646765299859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-had-nice-birthday-last-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111215987583385599</id><published>2005-03-30T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T00:17:55.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring break feels so nice. Gotten enough sleep. Since I went to DC, I'm staying home for the week and working on my research paper. I was going to drive up to Ohio and visit folks, but my mom warned me that she'd call the cops and report I stole her car. So looks like I'm stuck in Evansville. Spring break is nice becuase that means my birthday is rolling around again (cough April 4th cough). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111215987583385599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111215987583385599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111215987583385599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111215987583385599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/03/spring-break-feels-so-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-111136174115214222</id><published>2005-03-20T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:35:41.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am the 16th best radio person in the state. Not high enough, next year I'll final. So Sibo, Phuc, and Alex were back for spring break this last week. Got to play risk and fight the red army (damn commies) and watch out for those pesty blacks in Africa (CAFTA please?). Sibo and Phuc came on the state speech trip too. That was nice, because I don't know many people on the current team. (A lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111136174115214222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=111136174115214222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111136174115214222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/111136174115214222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-16th-best-radio-person-in-state.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110713438378773522</id><published>2005-01-30T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:19:43.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note to Self: Putting chilli on top of a pizza is generally not a good idea. It becomes a terrible idea when hot sauce is added to the mix. My stomach is going to remember this one for a while...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110713438378773522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110713438378773522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110713438378773522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110713438378773522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/01/note-to-self-putting-chilli-on-top-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110650851303123863</id><published>2005-01-23T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T14:28:33.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memorial Speech Meet-I got first Place in radio, first place in all rounds except a second in the third round.  Have to work on my editorials. Anyway, I've been chilling working on school work and organizing. I'll leave you with this: If ignorance is truly bliss, then why aren't more people happy?-Burkey</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110650851303123863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110650851303123863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110650851303123863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110650851303123863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/01/memorial-speech-meet-i-got-first-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110610636120742530</id><published>2005-01-18T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:46:01.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I decided to take up speech again, and i end up with a 5th place at the North Central Meet in Radio. (Radio, haha, more like lamedio) It was out of 47 people and my first meet all year, so not too shabby. School is making me so tired. And I want to take harder classes next year...haha. I wanted fish today, so i bought fish for dinner, and made it, and ate too mcuh fish, so know i feel like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110610636120742530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110610636120742530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110610636120742530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110610636120742530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-i-decided-to-take-up-speech-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110478757890574858</id><published>2005-01-03T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:26:18.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"You are full of life." A phrase used for people who are full of spunk. But what about the flip side? If you are not bright and sunny does that mean you lack life and are dying/dead? Granted, when people are exsahausted they say that they feel like there dead. With this logic in mind, zombies are just depressed people (or vice versa). This could mean I've been dead since Sunday, but hopefully I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110478757890574858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110478757890574858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110478757890574858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110478757890574858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-are-full-of-life_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110456980134693966</id><published>2005-01-01T03:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T03:56:41.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Year. Not Happy New Year; it's too early into the year to decide if it is a happy one or not. How'd I celebrate the change of 04-05? Playing risk with my friends. We missed the countdown and everything. So that means I'm back from Florida today. You guys didn't save me any snow, hehehe. It's nice to be back. School starts soon, whopee...Here's to a new year that I hope will be more productive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110456980134693966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110456980134693966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110456980134693966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110456980134693966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110368320578308388</id><published>2004-12-21T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T21:40:05.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finals are done, wahoo!friends are back and so are gamenights, wahoo!i leave for florida tomorrow, wa....wait, no snow? crapthey say it'll snow 7 inches tomorrow, bunch a liarslater</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110368320578308388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110368320578308388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110368320578308388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110368320578308388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/12/finals-are-done-wahoo-friends-are-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110348876483495364</id><published>2004-12-19T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T15:39:24.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sit at my computer awaiting information from my group. I can not build the group's powerpoint untill I obtain the information. I think about studying for the US government final but am unsure what to study for. No worries though. I'm just going to chill untill final time. Anywho, I'm leaving for Punta Gorda, Fla. to visit my grandparents. WTF, it's 20 degrees F outside and no snow?!? unfair...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110348876483495364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110348876483495364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110348876483495364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110348876483495364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-sit-at-my-computer-awaiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110264721069662455</id><published>2004-12-09T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T21:53:30.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sigh from boredom. It's bad when I'd rather reorganize my desk drawres than do my studying for history. I come closer to finals listening to my peers talk about strategies for taking the test. Which is a bummer, because I take tests to learn. The Christmas dance is this friday and I'm going. I'm thinking I'll take my own chair. I forgot what I was doing for Christmas break, and my mom reminded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110264721069662455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110264721069662455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110264721069662455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110264721069662455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-sigh-from-boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110246728289655722</id><published>2004-12-07T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T19:54:42.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm finally moved. I no longer live in Mission Viejo, rather I know live in Copper Creek. They are only a mile away from each other. I now have my own room and do not have to store any of my family's crap in my room, thus my room is highly organized and clean. My mom is so amazed of my clean room that she has been videotaping it....sigh. Played Ultimate Frisbee game yesterday, Sig beat North, 10-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110246728289655722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110246728289655722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110246728289655722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110246728289655722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-finally-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-110022121531524010</id><published>2004-11-11T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T20:03:08.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't updated in a while. Been busy, i'm moving in December...I'm staying in Evansville but just moving to another part of the west side. Why? I have no idea. So I'm driving regularly now, and I love it. Working on my juggling skills. Maybe I should join the Knitting club at school, haha. I love physics, really, I do. I've been out of it lately, and I don't know why. Schoolbooks call, but good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/110022121531524010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=110022121531524010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110022121531524010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/110022121531524010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/11/havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109850913637246078</id><published>2004-10-23T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:25:36.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Halloween dance was good this year. As good as last years, which would've been hard to beat. I always seem to recall on the middle of the dance floor that i can't dance. Or at least my dancing is pretty odd compared to everyone elses...Still washing the blue out of my hair</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109850913637246078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109850913637246078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109850913637246078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109850913637246078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/10/halloween-dance-was-good-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109720753166861270</id><published>2004-10-07T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T22:52:11.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a crazy week. Fall Festival week, went there yesterday. I like social get tohethers but i don't like being surrounded by a large group of people. Tis funny to see the man with five teeth try and eat corn on the cob on a stick. Matrices are so easy. I haven't been so well versed in a math class in a while. Oh algebra, how i missed your simple equations. Dinosaurs with feathers! Let the public</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109720753166861270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109720753166861270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109720753166861270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109720753166861270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-crazy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109649801065522820</id><published>2004-09-29T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T17:46:50.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my Originals Performance from speech last year. It didn't do to well, too many Republican judges I gues... (Ahnuld's words are mispelled for ununciation)Total Recall, California StyleAhnuld: Callyfornya is in big trouble. Has deficit, vat ever dat is. Hm, Ahnulds movies not doing vell latly. I tink I’ll vun for govnar of californya.Manager: But Arnie baby, you don’t know anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109649801065522820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109649801065522820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109649801065522820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109649801065522820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-is-my-originals-performance-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109553010830625261</id><published>2004-09-18T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T12:55:08.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lotus Festivial rocked this year.  No teacher chapaerone. Saw some cool Polish, Carribean, Irish, Ghana, and Tibeten music. Same Afghan food as last year. Bloomington has a specialty balloon store,  a true school for twisters. Got to see Sibo. I had a great time. Way to go Sega!Burkey</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109553010830625261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109553010830625261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109553010830625261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109553010830625261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/09/lotus-festivial-rocked-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109478135824106780</id><published>2004-09-09T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T20:55:58.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hehehehe:A couple from Minneapolis decided to go to Florida for a long weekend to thaw out during one particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the very same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years ago.Because both had jobs, they found it difficult coordinating their travel schedules. It was decided that the husband would fly to Florida on a Thursday, and his wife would follow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109478135824106780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109478135824106780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109478135824106780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109478135824106780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/09/hehehehe-couple-from-minneapolis.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109415861183513381</id><published>2004-09-02T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T15:56:51.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got a new template, commenting, neato. So much schoolwork...so little motovation.I seem to get bursts of motovation, then they disperse. A good way to get the euphoric motovation juices flowing is the Mt. Dew Slushie. Only a buck to wake you back up. And a kudos to the new Mt. Dew Pitch Black. I enjoy every form of Mt. Dew except the original. Up to 61 balloon creations. My slideshow of them all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109415861183513381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109415861183513381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109415861183513381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109415861183513381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/09/got-new-template-commenting-neato.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109279671506216449</id><published>2004-08-17T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T21:38:35.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just when you think your the only weirdo, just when you start to lose faith in mankind... you find the craziest pi website http://highpi.4t.com/ here are the first 1,000 digits of pi:3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510 58209 74944 59230 78164 06286 20899 86280 34825 34211 70679 82148 08651 32823 06647 09384 46095 50582 23172 53594 08128 48111 74502 84102 70193 85211 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109279671506216449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109279671506216449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109279671506216449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109279671506216449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-when-you-think-your-only-weirdo.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109227925356590171</id><published>2004-08-11T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T21:54:13.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So school started today. I had all this crazy energy at the begining of the year but it all left by the end of the day. The culprit for the extra energy: assumming it was the two Mellow-Yellows I chugged before my bus ride. Yes, I'm still taking the bus to school. How does it work? I get on the bus at my house at 7, go to Reitz, then at 7:20 or so I take a bus from Reitz to Sig. this means I have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109227925356590171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109227925356590171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109227925356590171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109227925356590171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-school-started-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109010903124773142</id><published>2004-07-17T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T19:03:51.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To expand to a wider range of readers I have added a Babelfish Altavista translator right under the tagboard. Am I an openminded idndividual or what?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109010903124773142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109010903124773142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109010903124773142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109010903124773142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/07/to-expand-to-wider-range-of-readers-i_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-109008994509569161</id><published>2004-07-17T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T13:45:45.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back home from Syracuse. yippee! Peace and quiet, I love it. I'm trying to find out how to apply for a peddling license so I can sell balloons. Yeah, I know, I'm becoming a clown. Yecch. My flight home was delayed. I just have bad luck flying. I think I'll drive and walk everywhere. Forget flying. Everywhere is within walking distance if you have the time. Also on my little adventure I was able</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/109008994509569161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=109008994509569161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109008994509569161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/109008994509569161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/07/back-home-from-syracuse.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108863812776274499</id><published>2004-06-30T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T18:28:47.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not much been going on at all. Thus a lack of posts. But now I will bless you with a list of all of my balloon creations. All 41 of them. The ones with a * ore ones that I don't make often and may take me a few attempts. airplane, alligator, brontosauras, bumblebee, bunny, chainsaw, corsage, daisy, DNA*, dog, dolphin, dragon, dragonfly, elephant, elmo*, fish, flamingo, fly, fly swatter, frog hat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108863812776274499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108863812776274499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108863812776274499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108863812776274499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/06/not-much-been-going-on-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108758348229934569</id><published>2004-06-18T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T13:31:22.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I'm back from Germany. What a time. It was a good one. I saw castles and cathedreals and other german things, oh my. Took pictures of the good stuff. It was amazing and hard to describe. The food and candy was good too. Especially the gummy bears. My flight to Evansville got canceled last night so I spent the night in a hotel and I am very... slaphappy. It was a 9 hour flight from Germany. In</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108758348229934569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108758348229934569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108758348229934569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108758348229934569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-im-back-from-germany.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108562690175427985</id><published>2004-05-26T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:01:41.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well this is it folks. I'm leaving for Germany tomorrow. Everything is packed. Nothing left to do but wait for the time I leave. I'll be back in three weeks, hopefully with stories and photos. And for you avid addicted blog readers; don't expect my blog to be updated for the three weeks I'm gone. So, I'll be back later and until then, have a good morning, day, evening, night, and all the hours </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108562690175427985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108562690175427985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108562690175427985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108562690175427985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-this-is-it-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108543002770066892</id><published>2004-05-24T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T15:20:27.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No more finals. One last day of school. But I can't relax. I'm going to Germany for three weeks. And I'm leaving this Thursday! Where's my suitcase? Where's my passport? Not looking good. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108543002770066892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108543002770066892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108543002770066892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108543002770066892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/no-more-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108519083524431985</id><published>2004-05-21T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T20:53:55.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something bugging me lately is the library system. I'm grateful for the access to books, cds, and movies. But with these late fees...ag! Before the fees were in place the library emailed you and contacted you that you had overdue items. Now they just let your fines add up. It's a scam being done by the library to make a little extra cash. And I am fed up with it! Peace out.Burkman</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108519083524431985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108519083524431985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108519083524431985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108519083524431985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/something-bugging-me-lately-is-library.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-10845966513720978</id><published>2004-05-14T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T23:50:51.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know that I'm the monopoly champ. But know I am also a risk champ. Taking down Europe and holding three continents against a team of two people. And taking out both of my opponents in one turn. Bow down before the might that is Burkey Inc.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/10845966513720978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=10845966513720978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/10845966513720978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/10845966513720978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-know-that-im-monopoly-champ.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108440630956022919</id><published>2004-05-12T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T18:58:29.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Humans confuse me. Hey, Livewire is back. I hate Mountain Dew. I hate orange soda. But I love Livewire (orange mountain dew). Go figure.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108440630956022919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108440630956022919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108440630956022919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108440630956022919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/humans-confuse-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108397780865699109</id><published>2004-05-07T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T20:01:49.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I arrive in my apartment complex there is a lemonade stand being run by little kids. When we pass it my mother says, "Matt, go knock over their lemonade stand." The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108397780865699109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108397780865699109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108397780865699109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108397780865699109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/as-i-arrive-in-my-apartment-complex.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108388970819940295</id><published>2004-05-06T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:32:55.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where am I? What am I doing here? Why should I do this? Wanna Disco?School is winding down and I'm going nuts. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108388970819940295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108388970819940295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108388970819940295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108388970819940295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/where-am-i-what-am-i-doing-here-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108371818472666242</id><published>2004-05-04T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T19:54:08.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like dancing. World History AP Test is tomorrow. I'm pretty ready for teaching myself. Tomorrow is also Cinco de Mayo. This is an important Mexican history and I know the extended history aboot it. The Titanic was sailing at New York but it sank. After it stopped in New York it was going down to Mexico to deliver mayonnaise. Well because it sank the Mexicans declared a day in its honor. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108371818472666242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108371818472666242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108371818472666242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108371818472666242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-feel-like-dancing.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108354995264727413</id><published>2004-05-02T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T21:10:14.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"A person who is too impaired to walk should not drive."Man, is my health book helpful or what?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108354995264727413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108354995264727413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108354995264727413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108354995264727413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/05/person-who-is-too-impaired-to-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108338022190270718</id><published>2004-04-30T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T22:01:20.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's night like this when you realize that your dead tired and you don't feel like doing anything. Unless...it's with...Peace Out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108338022190270718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108338022190270718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108338022190270718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108338022190270718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-night-like-this-when-you-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108302799032925784</id><published>2004-04-26T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T20:12:03.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been in a big dinosaur mood lately so I am going to bless you readers with some wonderful knowledge.The largest crocodile to ever walk on the earth was Deinosuchus (dei-noh-sook-us). Unfortanetly only the skull of this mighty beast was found. This skull was from the snout to the end of the jaw, a whopping 6 and 1/2 feet long. Just the skull; the skull is as big as me! And by matching up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108302799032925784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108302799032925784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108302799032925784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108302799032925784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/ive-been-in-big-dinosaur-mood-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108284419072873933</id><published>2004-04-24T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T17:07:21.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I had Chinese food for dinner last night and my fortune reads "Be cautious while walking in darkness alone". I didn't get a fortune, I received a public service announcement.Slam tonight, I'll probably bring my balloons.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108284419072873933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108284419072873933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108284419072873933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108284419072873933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-i-had-chinese-food-for-dinner-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108267911528278569</id><published>2004-04-22T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T19:16:03.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was mostly a good day. My made in Canada balloon pump broke on my way to school. In health we had a paper ball fight. Got to try my duo in speech class. My character is opposite from me so now I have to be me by tring to be someone besides me who is yet isn't me. Got a new balloon pump and 200 more balloons. This balloon pump was made in China but it was distributed from Canada so there is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108267911528278569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108267911528278569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108267911528278569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108267911528278569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/today-was-mostly-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108233232874207233</id><published>2004-04-18T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T18:56:10.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The speech party was good fun, despite my dehydration and bloody knee. Everyone wants to know all the animal balloons I can make. Well here finally is a list of every single one. Most of them are memorized. The motorcycle takes a few tries.airplane, brontosauras, bulldog, bumblebee, daisy, dog, dolphin, dragonfly, elephant, giraffe, guitar, hats, humming bird, moose, motorcycle, mouse, parrot, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108233232874207233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108233232874207233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108233232874207233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108233232874207233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/speech-party-was-good-fun-despite-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108179823962485832</id><published>2004-04-12T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T14:34:33.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I may have done poorly in a few monopoly games. But this last one, I Trumped them all! How can you compete when I can buy your proprerties and from two other people and pay $500-$1000 for them and still go striaght to hotels? Ypu can't. Other people may have beaten me. But no one has touched my level of winning. You may be the CEO, but if you are, then I am your president. You may own it, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108179823962485832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108179823962485832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108179823962485832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108179823962485832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-may-have-done-poorly-in-few-monopoly.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108160714026878557</id><published>2004-04-10T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T09:29:31.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is life, just a dream. What is hope, just a thought. Someone needs to teach the UPS delivery people to tell better jokes. I received this package with the word DELL on it. So, the UPS man who has been carrying around this box all day says, "So your getting a computer, huh?" (Canadian translation: "So you gettun a computer, eh?") Which in fact the box ended up containg a printer so it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108160714026878557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108160714026878557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108160714026878557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108160714026878557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/what-is-life-just-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108104240415971497</id><published>2004-04-03T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T20:39:42.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Posted on my blog by popular demand (me and a friend, in my world that is popular).TOP 41 SIMILARITIES BETWEEN VIDEO GAMING AND PORN1. The typical customer is male, unattractive, and socially handicapped 2. Both are frequently enjoyed in dark basements 3. The size of your collection is obscene 4. It's not a good idea to talk about either on a first date 5. Both revolve around fantasy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108104240415971497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108104240415971497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108104240415971497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108104240415971497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/posted-on-my-blog-by-popular-demand-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108101664538102359</id><published>2004-04-03T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T13:27:46.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, tomorrow is my birthday. 4/4/4. But really, what is a birthday other than a "Congratulations! You've been able to live for another 12 months!" ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108101664538102359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108101664538102359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108101664538102359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108101664538102359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-tomorrow-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108051590350060822</id><published>2004-03-28T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T18:21:57.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't done my history worksheets. Haven't made my puppet. Haven't done my health worksheets. Hoping that my teachers forgot about the assignments. But I did have one crazy spring break. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108051590350060822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108051590350060822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108051590350060822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108051590350060822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/havent-done-my-history-worksheets.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-108005883285195723</id><published>2004-03-23T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T11:23:59.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Once again I, the Monopoly King, won again. And there were no cheap cards. I won fair and square and knocked out everyone, and also humiliating the Nguyen Dynasty. Dosen't matter what kind of monopoly it is, I always dominate. Unless I go last or everyone blacklists me. Burkey Inc. forever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/108005883285195723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=108005883285195723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108005883285195723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/108005883285195723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/once-again-i-monopoly-king-won-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107990097796966723</id><published>2004-03-21T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T15:33:01.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just when I think I have nothing to do all spring break but sleep and work on speech, my mom gives me a how to make balloon animals kit. I've gone through 50 balloons in 12 hours. Need...more...ballooons. Can't...stop...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107990097796966723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107990097796966723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107990097796966723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107990097796966723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/just-when-i-think-i-have-nothing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107922296223125986</id><published>2004-03-13T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T19:12:35.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Late night limrick slam was lastnight. I hate limricks. I got 3rd place; although the top two didn't have limricks. So technically, I'm the best limricker in town. It was good fun, but know some of the varsity slammers are starting to retire. Anyway, here is my best limrick:Mushy Lovesick LimrickMy heart is a dark and lonley placeBut it's as warm as the sun when I see your faceYou bring me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107922296223125986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107922296223125986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107922296223125986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107922296223125986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/late-night-limrick-slam-was-lastnight.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107911125222311221</id><published>2004-03-12T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T12:10:43.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Yeah! Matt the Monopoly Master is back. First the Nguyen Dynasty took out sibo and gained about 6/8 of the board. Then alex gave some more properties to the Nguyens , making them own 7/8 the board. But then alex landed on Burkey Inc. and had to give me his property. Me with five properties, and the Nguyens with the rest of the board. boom, boom, boom! The Nguyens take a break at Burkey Inc. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107911125222311221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107911125222311221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107911125222311221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107911125222311221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/oh-yeah-matt-monopoly-master-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107870779848728691</id><published>2004-03-07T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T20:06:23.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The story of sectionals isn't exactly over yet, and I don't want to ruin the ending.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107870779848728691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107870779848728691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107870779848728691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107870779848728691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/story-of-sectionals-isnt-exactly-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107867239324118226</id><published>2004-03-07T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T10:16:17.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Get ready. Good fortune comes in bunches." That was my fortune at Janbo after sectionals. I didn't break to finals, I was first alternate by 2 points; so we only had 3 out of 7 poetry people from Sig. But with amazing luck ione of the finalists couldn't go and I get to go to state in poetry. My trump card OP that I hate placed 4th overall. Not bad for a lame HI. Overall we tied with Rietz for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107867239324118226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107867239324118226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107867239324118226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107867239324118226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/get-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107853808152350576</id><published>2004-03-05T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T20:57:43.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have the urge...to tell people how i feelto burn my ooto tell teachers no more dumb workto get over this coldI have the urge to go to sectionals tomorrow and do well.I have the urge to just get it over with.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107853808152350576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107853808152350576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107853808152350576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107853808152350576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-have-urge.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107836068679108465</id><published>2004-03-03T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T19:41:05.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much work, that I don't want to do. Sectionals this saturday. I want to get rid of my op that haunts me. And I have the urge to ask people what are they really telling me about my poetry? I need normal people who have never seen it before to talk about it. Because that's what the judges are. I hope. I don't want to do more busywork. All I want to do is sleep and do my speeches. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107836068679108465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107836068679108465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107836068679108465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107836068679108465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-much-work-that-i-dont-want-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107808936054936246</id><published>2004-02-29T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T16:18:55.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't posted in a week. Bummer. This weekend was the districts meet. Oh man, were the frosh loud on the way up. I was doing OO because they don;t have poetry at districts (Q:Why not? A:Cause there crazy like that.). Well I had this perfect OO ready to give but when I started to walk up to the front of the room to perform I couldn't remeber any of my script. So I gave a one minuet speech on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107808936054936246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107808936054936246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107808936054936246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107808936054936246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/havent-posted-in-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107743017181721221</id><published>2004-02-22T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T01:12:16.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I dieWhen I dieI don't want to go to heavenI don't want to go to hellI want to become a grim reaper.Call it a poem if you want.I'll call it a goal.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107743017181721221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107743017181721221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107743017181721221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107743017181721221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/when-i-die-when-i-die-i-dont-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107742122457594829</id><published>2004-02-21T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T22:43:08.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good tennis practice with Debbie and Helga today. Michelle is getting pumped. I'm getting better at it, seeing as I've never played. Although, Michelle has never played in a skirt so it's going to be intresting.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107742122457594829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107742122457594829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107742122457594829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107742122457594829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/good-tennis-practice-with-debbie-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107724002611576384</id><published>2004-02-19T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T20:23:07.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recently someone called me a "persuasive jerk". I like that. I can convince you to do something and you only hate me enough to call me a jerk. I like that. Because it's Istanbul, not Constantinople.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107724002611576384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107724002611576384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107724002611576384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107724002611576384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/recently-someone-called-me-persuasive.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107709864182469219</id><published>2004-02-18T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T05:07:38.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is 4 in the morning, and I am working on my haikus. Woo hoo! Only two more to go. People say you shouldn't procrastinate. But I come up with some good poetry when I am doing it at the last second. Well, I should probably get back to work. Adios.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107709864182469219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107709864182469219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107709864182469219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107709864182469219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/it-is-4-in-morning-and-i-am-working-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107697852386161106</id><published>2004-02-16T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T19:44:40.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home is my heaven. Home is my hell.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107697852386161106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107697852386161106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107697852386161106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107697852386161106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/home-is-my-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107673634841814307</id><published>2004-02-14T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T00:28:21.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the Slam tonight. I had no poems. Sega gave me is, I edited it. I wrote two more poems at the slam and I pulled a second place by one point. Lisa got first and Phuc third. A guy from the Courier and Press was there and he interviewed Phuc, Lisa, and myself; look for that in the paper this weekend. And I will now post my best poem from the slam.The Day AfterYou know what day I love?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107673634841814307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107673634841814307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107673634841814307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107673634841814307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/went-to-slam-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107657775014306888</id><published>2004-02-12T04:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T04:25:01.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is currently 3 am in the morning. I can't think of anything else to put on this outline. When will it come to me? Do you know what bugs me? Please tell me, I want to know what it is that bugs me so I can get angry at it. I guess I should stop blogging and get back to work. But I'll leave you some words of wisdom I received from an old senile man: "Be friend to all, especially those damn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107657775014306888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107657775014306888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107657775014306888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107657775014306888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/it-is-currently-3-am-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107654177311429934</id><published>2004-02-11T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T18:25:23.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't blogged in a while and people are starting to complain. So there, I blogged. Nothing much has been going on, except school and speech and uh not much else I guess. I'm trying to think of something to blog about but I'm brain dead, so I'll give you a riddle. What walks on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs at night. Post the answer on my tag board and a prize you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107654177311429934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107654177311429934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107654177311429934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107654177311429934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-havent-blogged-in-while-and-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107627841023073957</id><published>2004-02-08T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T17:15:56.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cleaning gestapo had me clean my entire room again and then I had to clean my bathroom. Then on the other part of the weekend I did my homework and made lunch for everyone. Man, I'd make a good housewife. I hear that Sig did well at the debate meet. Go team! Well tomorrow is a half day of school so that'll be a worthless day. LaterSkirt shopping tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107627841023073957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107627841023073957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107627841023073957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107627841023073957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/cleaning-gestapo-had-me-clean-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107594797849831231</id><published>2004-02-04T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T21:28:39.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chem test tomorrow. Damn it all. Damn my lonley tagboard. Damn my lonley life. Damn it all. Slam next week, friday I think. Hey, buy some paper roses or else. Now I must go sacrifice a goat to the ice god so we can have a 2 hour delay. Becuase Miss Snyder drives a snow truck and there will be no way we'll have a snow day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107594797849831231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107594797849831231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107594797849831231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107594797849831231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/chem-test-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107586142652505551</id><published>2004-02-03T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T21:26:05.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally fixed the tag board so that it's in a reasonable spot. And to whoever ???? is on my tagboard, your an ass.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107586142652505551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107586142652505551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107586142652505551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107586142652505551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/finally-fixed-tag-board-so-that-its-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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-6312625.post-107586106253309895</id><published>2004-02-03T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T21:20:02.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coversation with my mother at turonis visiting old friednds:my mom: he's drinking so much water he's going to float awayme: wow, you sound oldmy mom: it's a long walk home boyYou know, hitchhiking in Evansville isn't really that bad....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/feeds/107586106253309895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312625&amp;postID=107586106253309895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107586106253309895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312625/posts/default/107586106253309895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irburkey.blogspot.com/2004/02/coversation-with-my-mother-at-turonis.html' title=''/><author><name>Burkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15100015221913338627</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></feed>
