<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799</id><updated>2009-02-21T05:14:46.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fontroll's Own Hole</title><subtitle type='html'>Jesus loves you!  (Everybody else thinks your a friggin' JERK!)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-116534042940405124</id><published>2006-12-05T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:40:29.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, going to try do this again. Why? Dunno. Every once in a while I want to say something and I can't since Jon shut down Rooba's Riposte.  Every once in a while I miss it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/116534042940405124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/116534042940405124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2006_12_03_archive.html#116534042940405124' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-87494008</id><published>2003-01-15T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T14:56:01.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm moving.  Check out the new hole here.  See ya around.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/87494008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/87494008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87494008' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-87173831</id><published>2003-01-09T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T11:44:22.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, Welcome to 2003 here at The Hole.  So much to say and such a small vocabulary to say it in.  Grunt grunt.Firstus.  Happy Birthday Kader Gator!  My second son, Kade Alan is 4 today!  The monumental mixture of emotions chokes me up mentally.  Kade is off charts for his size, he is maybe 1/2" shorter than his 5+ year old brother, although notably skinnier.  He has a forceful will and hurricane</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/87173831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/87173831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87173831' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-86747635</id><published>2002-12-31T08:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T08:18:41.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, we're home again.  The holidays are pretty much over.  We can all just chill the hell out.  I had a good weekend.  We went to Chaska to see and stay with Kari.  'Twas very nice, lots of good food and laughing and stuff.  A few more presents, some Oscar time, all is good.  AaaaAAaand I got to see John again for the first time in 3 years.  We polished the bar at Champps for 3 1/2 hours and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/86747635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/86747635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86747635' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-86484096</id><published>2002-12-24T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-24T11:15:41.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember.  Remember that Christmas is about one thing.  The birth of a child whose destiny was to die painfully for us.  To sacrifice himself for our salvation if we choose it.  The presents represent those presents brought to him by foriegn kings that saw his star as foretold in prophesy.  They brought them to him 2 years after his birth, in exile in Egypt.  His parents fled because the king of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/86484096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/86484096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86484096' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-86336015</id><published>2002-12-20T15:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T15:59:15.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it's the holiday season.  Yay.I'm suffering a serious schizo thing about Christmas right now.  The good:My kids, my wife, my family.  I love 'em.  Close friends.  Ditto.  I can't wait to see my kids opening gifts on Christmas morning.  Excitement, happiness etc.  My boys have eyes that will light up.  They have voices to exclaim with joy and laughter.  Their innocence and enthusiam warm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/86336015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/86336015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86336015' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-85603969</id><published>2002-12-06T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T13:03:10.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You may have seen this, you may not.  I got a big kick out of it.A message from the rural Midwest:Because of misunderstandings that frequently develop when Easterners and Californians cross into states such as Kansas, Iowa, Minnesota, Nebraska,Illinois, Wisconsin, Missouri and the Dakota's, those states' Tourism Councils have adopted a new policy. In an effort to help outsiders understand the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/85603969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/85603969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85603969' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-84926050</id><published>2002-11-22T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T09:20:32.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can I sue the American Bar Association for destroying my faith in the Justice System?  Sue McDonalds because people (kids) are getting fat?  What the hell happened to common sense in this country?  What happened to responsibility for your own actions?  What about the parents of these kids who were buying them "Happy Meals" 4-7 times a week?  It's this kind of crap that makes me want to move to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84926050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84926050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84926050' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-84135947</id><published>2002-11-06T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T15:42:31.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There, now you can't complain about the colors.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84135947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84135947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84135947' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-84132643</id><published>2002-11-06T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T15:42:46.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wanna see some cute kids?  Go here.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84132643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84132643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84132643' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-84117767</id><published>2002-11-06T08:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T09:04:16.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A TALE I WILL THEE TELLWith the impending 10th anniversary I have decided to honor previous promises and regale you with the soaring romantic tale of our wedding day.  Keep your hat on.We had been dating for approximately 8 months.  Through the summer where T lived and worked at the Black Hills Playhouse and I lived with my parents and worked for an excavating company (I dig holes, durr!)  We</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84117767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84117767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84117767' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-84068342</id><published>2002-11-05T11:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-05T11:26:18.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I voted.  Did you vote yet?  Can't bitch if you don't vote.I was surprised by the number of libertarian candidates on todays ballot.  I wonder if this marks some kind of trend, an end to the 2 party system.  I'm for it I guess, but I like to upset the applecart and am really tired of the partisan buddy-buddy politics.  A little random in the mix should freshen things up a bit.  Maybe Governor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84068342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84068342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84068342' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-84058275</id><published>2002-11-05T07:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-05T07:42:48.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple of things to mention.   1.  Isn't it funny how you don't notice people getting older when you see them everyday.  T's birthday was last Saturday but I can't help but still see her as the girl she was when we met in college.  (Hubba Hubba!)  I know she's just over 30 and the mother of 3 but she's still my little hotty.  Happy Birthday Baby.On the same track, next Saturday is our 10th </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84058275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/84058275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84058275' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-83872699</id><published>2002-11-01T07:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T07:39:18.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MMMMmmmm, Snickers fun size bars, breakfast of champion Halloween parents everywhere.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/83872699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/83872699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83872699' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-83769710</id><published>2002-10-30T08:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-30T08:01:53.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So nobody has much to say about the OmniStar cable optics equipment.  I think I found a customer service email and sent off a letter but no reply as of yet.  I know I have some big dollar items sitting here and they don't do me any good but I don't know what to do with them.  They're pretty specialized I would guess.  The only other suggestion didn't pan out much (Thanks anyway Mike, glad you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/83769710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/83769710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83769710' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-83033094</id><published>2002-10-15T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T16:46:40.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELP ME!  Does anyone know anything about General Instruments OmniStar equipment?  Why do I ask?  Do I use laser/fiber optic equipment?  NO.  A trucking company that is no longer in business dropped four large boxes off with an order of registers, grilles and diffusers for a large job.  There is no way for us to trace this order that I can find and I can't find anything for General Instruments.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/83033094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/83033094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83033094' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-82974991</id><published>2002-10-14T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T13:43:54.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm thinking about quitting the blog.  I just don't feel like I have much to say of interest and the few who would be interested I'd rather talk to than exchange blog info.   There's interaction missing from my life.   Maybe I'm just suffering from a blue funk, who knows.  But you've got to admit, scintillating this whole thing ain't.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82974991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82974991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82974991' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-82758518</id><published>2002-10-09T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T16:30:34.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Like:Trigger Happy TV and Samurai JackRitz Bits S'moresFull Figured WomenCoca ColaGuinnessAC/DCReading to my kidsHalloweenI don't like:Judging Amy or The Bachelor (pig)Skinny chicks who think they're hotPepsiLow Carb BeerAvril LavigneAdvice from non-parentsNational whatever awareness weekpolitical smear campaigns</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82758518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82758518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82758518' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-82641840</id><published>2002-10-07T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T11:15:23.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My oldest son, heir to the empire, painfully obvious genetic offspring, is five years old today.  Happy Birthday Aiden Ray.  I wish I could give you everything you want today.  You've given me more than I could ever wish for.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82641840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82641840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82641840' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-82518261</id><published>2002-10-04T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-04T10:07:31.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I would just like to state that, for the record, I read a bitchin' Dr. Suess.  Really.  I read to my kids every night, it's the last thing before nightnight hugs'n'kisses and we almost never miss it.  I love it.  The boys do too.  If you wan't I'll read to you some time and you can tell me if I'm right.  My favorite is "Fox in Socks" but I do requests as well.  "Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do You</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82518261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82518261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82518261' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-82518074</id><published>2002-10-04T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-04T10:03:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To add to the previous post.  Debra Wilson of MAD TV is not as tall as I thought.  She also has a great singing voice if she remembers the words.  I got to sit next to her at the reception.   Another brush with fame for Fontroll.  At the table were: Me (duh), friend Toni (also sans date, we danced a couple times), Amy's friend Bronwyn (a copy writer for Victoria's Secret I believe), Bronwyn's SO,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82518074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82518074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82518074' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-82323489</id><published>2002-09-30T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T13:37:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So.  Isn't 20 days worth waiting for another taste of Fontroll-ish nummyness.  I may be gruff, coarse and cranky on the outside, but inside I'm full of creamy nougat.  You just have to chew awhile to get there.Lots going on lately so I'll try to cover it all.  Pardon any tangents and wandering.Went to LA for Amy's wedding.  'Twas lovely and fun.  I did discover one thing.  That whole "other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82323489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/82323489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82323489' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-81407226</id><published>2002-09-10T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T10:16:59.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A tiny pointless peeve.The white plastic pipe is PVC.  Poly Vinyl Chloride.  The little replaceable valve on you valve cover (or connected to it) in your engine compartment on your car is a PCV valve (Positive Crankcase Ventilation).  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/81407226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/81407226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81407226' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-81156775</id><published>2002-09-04T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-04T16:16:54.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Join the crusade!As a person who once (and still occasionally) considers teaching as a career, this is the sort of thing that boils my ass.  Let's all write calm, well worded letters that explain our dissappointment.    Don't be niggardly in your verbiage, but do be nice, let's not give anyone additional ammo.  OK?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/81156775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/81156775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81156775' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059799.post-81149928</id><published>2002-09-04T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-04T13:29:46.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Upside the head with a 2x5Wedding days: Great StoryWedding cakes:  From HyveeHotel rooms:  Not ReallyBeach dunes:  Somewhere elseFootball games:  For HerHurricanes:  Too TropicalSome of you may get my answers, some of you may not.  I'll save my anniversary stories for later.  For right now, go wish Doyce and Jackie many happy returns. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/81149928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059799/posts/default/81149928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fontroll.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81149928' title=''/><author><name>Fontroll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674125850876983565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16674650652133996974'/></author></entry></feed>