<?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-30985511</id><updated>2009-07-12T21:12:54.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas Gilner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/atom.xml'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-5237275498338300305</id><published>2009-02-24T14:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:52:47.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do it?</title><summary type='text'>I did a little something up for my friend over a JEWS DO IT. With my love of both subject matters I just couldn't resist.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/5237275498338300305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2009/02/who-do-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/5237275498338300305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/5237275498338300305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2009/02/who-do-it.html' title='Who do it?'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8895050850604303229</id><published>2008-12-17T22:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:23:56.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The land of Krang</title><summary type='text'>If your brain does not cramp half way through this then you're not paying attention.In other news, things look different.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8895050850604303229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/12/land-of-krang.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8895050850604303229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8895050850604303229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/12/land-of-krang.html' title='The land of Krang'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8675731872070991058</id><published>2008-07-17T21:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:48:36.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EEK</title><summary type='text'>Wow..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8675731872070991058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/07/eek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8675731872070991058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8675731872070991058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/07/eek.html' title='EEK'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8548528441759585307</id><published>2008-07-07T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:30:00.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski ball FTW</title><summary type='text'>This is worth a post. Enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8548528441759585307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/07/ski-ball-ftw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8548528441759585307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8548528441759585307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/07/ski-ball-ftw.html' title='Ski ball FTW'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-2736755133849624957</id><published>2008-01-18T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:49:42.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh J.J.</title><summary type='text'>12:01 showing. Cloverfield is brilliant.Happy birthday chicken.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/2736755133849624957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/01/oh-jj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/2736755133849624957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/2736755133849624957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/01/oh-jj.html' title='Oh J.J.'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-3705844381103142536</id><published>2008-01-15T22:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:38:11.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><summary type='text'>So I'm sitting at the airport and this nice little lady comes up to me and she's all like, "Hey would you like some reading material while you wait?". And I was all like, "Totally nice little lady." And then i thought the ancient god fearing dudes in the watchtower should know what each other were thinking, so I enlightened them.I finally got around to seeing There will be Blood. All I have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/3705844381103142536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/01/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3705844381103142536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3705844381103142536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2008/01/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-6950304037834357396</id><published>2007-09-30T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T16:37:33.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There goes my soul</title><summary type='text'>It looks like I'm down to like a post a month or so. I'm sorry but I actually shouldn't be, cause the less posting I do the more it seems like I have a life, so thats something.Speaking of me having a life. I know people, no for real I do. And some of those people are cool and creative and junk. One of those people is Bill Wadman. Bill started a ridiculously ambitious project at the beginning of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/6950304037834357396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/09/there-goes-my-soul.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6950304037834357396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6950304037834357396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/09/there-goes-my-soul.html' title='There goes my soul'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-1874228223779540449</id><published>2007-09-01T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:32:45.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The bird lands</title><summary type='text'>From New York to Chicago to Kansas City to Dallas to Austin back to New York in six days. Good to see everyone, glad you got to see me, see you again soon I'm sure.The music hasn't been updated in a while. So here you go.The National - The Geese of Beverly Road - I've been on The National like crazy lately, they're just default on the iPhone right now. Good stuff, if you don't have it get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/1874228223779540449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/09/bird-lands.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/1874228223779540449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/1874228223779540449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/09/bird-lands.html' title='The bird lands'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-3009456530564900874</id><published>2007-08-21T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:50:13.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And pants to match</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend was dedicated to watching News Radio, an excellent and oft-forgotten show from the nineties featuring the brilliant work of Phil Hartman, Dave Foley and Stephen Root. How was I able to watch this show you might ask. Bit torrents? Tv Links? Actually buying a DVD? No, I watched it on Joost. I recommend you get Joost too, the cool kids are doing it. Don't you want to be cool?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/3009456530564900874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/08/and-pants-to-match.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3009456530564900874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3009456530564900874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/08/and-pants-to-match.html' title='And pants to match'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8546832438088689358</id><published>2007-08-04T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T18:51:00.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just imagine three popsicles</title><summary type='text'>So I finally feel like a have a chance to slow down today. The last few weeks have been pretty hectic with travel and company. It was all well worth it though as good times were had by all. A brief recap includes: My good friend Kim surprising me and showing up in the city while visiting from Denver. We mostly talked about the good ol days but also this kid who is a good friend of Kim's cause </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8546832438088689358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/08/just-imagine-three-popsicles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8546832438088689358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8546832438088689358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/08/just-imagine-three-popsicles.html' title='Just imagine three popsicles'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-6224277745037614551</id><published>2007-07-26T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T01:47:08.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how people on TV talk</title><summary type='text'>My Mother was just out this past weekend and we toured around the city and hit some good ol touristy hot spots. We flew back Tuesday and now I'm in the KS for a week or so. Seeing family and golfing. Nice. My good friend Shane decided he needed some ink and he asked me to come up with something for him, finally got to see it in person. Don't ask what it is or what it means, he won't tell you.1. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/6224277745037614551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/07/this-is-how-people-on-tv-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6224277745037614551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6224277745037614551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/07/this-is-how-people-on-tv-talk.html' title='This is how people on TV talk'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-6050248896818438220</id><published>2007-07-05T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:30:47.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>But what was with the frogs?</title><summary type='text'>Are you an angry man? Are you envious? Do you get envious?I have a competition in me. I want no one else to succeed. I hate most people. There are times when I, I look at people and I see nothing worth liking. I’ve built up my hatreds over the years little by little and, I see the worst in people. I don’t need to look past seeing them to get all I need. I want to earn enough money I can, get away</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/6050248896818438220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/07/but-what-was-with-frogs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6050248896818438220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6050248896818438220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/07/but-what-was-with-frogs.html' title='But what was with the frogs?'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8096428985606881589</id><published>2007-07-01T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:53:14.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone therefore I am?</title><summary type='text'>Apologies to my fantastic parents. I made them wait in lines at two different AT&amp;T stores in Kansas thinking they would have a better shot of getting one then I had here in New York. The results? They both missed out by a few spots in line while I walked into the 5th Ave. Apple store at about 11:45pm and walked out ten minutes later with phone in hand. Thanks to Dave for giving me the heads up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8096428985606881589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/07/iphone-therefore-i-am.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8096428985606881589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8096428985606881589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/07/iphone-therefore-i-am.html' title='iPhone therefore I am?'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-3789015448929007076</id><published>2007-06-23T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T20:44:46.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Band geeks and beer</title><summary type='text'>Alright so yesterday was Tim's last day at work. Another one bites the dust to say the least. I could say a lot about Tim and thank him many times for everything he's done in the time we've worked together but instead I'll just do this;1. Yum.Last night Danny and Kristen and I went to a Weakerthans show. On a boat. It was weird. The show was good no doubt, but the boat was weird. For starters it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/3789015448929007076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/06/band-geeks-and-beer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3789015448929007076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3789015448929007076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/06/band-geeks-and-beer.html' title='Band geeks and beer'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-6951482292237797167</id><published>2007-06-16T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:16:50.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The what is what</title><summary type='text'>I just finished up a book I have been reading every morning and every evening on the subway for the past month or so. The book is the third in a row I have read by one Mr. Dave Eggers. I don't know which is more astounding, the fact that I have read three books in such a short period of time or that they were all written by the same dude. Anyway the book, What is the What, was quite simply </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/6951482292237797167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/06/what-is-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6951482292237797167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6951482292237797167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/06/what-is-what.html' title='The what is what'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-6541962831647281795</id><published>2007-06-04T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T00:13:48.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where exactly have you been?</title><summary type='text'>So I guess I could just say I've been mad busy and that's why there hasn't been a post up here in like over a month, but that would be boring right? Right, so instead I'll tell you the truth. I was attacked by ninjas. No for real, totally jumped by ninjas man, apparently I was nominated for GNAT you know Greatest Ninja of All Time. And when you get the nomination every ninja in the world tries to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/6541962831647281795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/06/where-exactly-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6541962831647281795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/6541962831647281795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/06/where-exactly-have-you-been.html' title='Where exactly have you been?'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-613676503885823999</id><published>2007-05-06T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T02:19:51.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where 15 year old girls can vote</title><summary type='text'>This week marks a sad occasion for me. My good friend and co worker Danny has decided to bail. It's best for him and I wish him all the best. But the fact of most significance is that I'm the last left. Chad left and then Scoot left and now Danny. Working with those guys (or not working) will be hard to recreate no matter where I go in my career. Thanks guys. Thanks for leaving. Jerks.1. Kriss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/613676503885823999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/05/where-15-year-old-girls-can-vote.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/613676503885823999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/613676503885823999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/05/where-15-year-old-girls-can-vote.html' title='Where 15 year old girls can vote'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-3618013709375947179</id><published>2007-04-29T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:48:04.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I confide in wolves</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to do something a bit different with this post. Maybe call it a feature, maybe not. The player as you now might be hearing is filled with three tracks from one band. See, a bit different. I feel it's warranted though. I was given the album on Tuesday of this week and I haven't stopped listening to it since. The best way that I have come to describe it is if Death Cab, Saves the Day, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/3618013709375947179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/i-confide-in-wolves.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3618013709375947179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3618013709375947179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/i-confide-in-wolves.html' title='I confide in wolves'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-2795537536386776759</id><published>2007-04-22T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:15:33.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's with you and bees?</title><summary type='text'>So I'm busy. Real busy. Somehow though I still manage to find time for you dear reader. It's rough but somehow I manage. Two things that are cool on the internet follow. I love this dude. I don't want to see his new movie at all but I'm happy it's doing well. Can't wait for the summer flick though. And this is just adorable. I get to go see the flick a bit earlier thanks to a media hook up (love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/2795537536386776759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/whats-with-you-and-bees.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/2795537536386776759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/2795537536386776759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/whats-with-you-and-bees.html' title='What&apos;s with you and bees?'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8892099737907067043</id><published>2007-04-18T02:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T00:16:43.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Right near da beach!"</title><summary type='text'>Beach + iPod + Sleep = BahamaventionMichael Vick was standing next to me in the immigration line at the airport. Yeah that Michael Vick.Kurt Vonnegut left last Friday so that sucks."Those who believe in telekinetics, raise my hand."- Kurt VonnegutI'll leave you with this..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8892099737907067043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/right-near-da-beach.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8892099737907067043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8892099737907067043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/right-near-da-beach.html' title='&quot;Right near da beach!&quot;'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-3931380158100929729</id><published>2007-04-11T01:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T01:33:22.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tell Jonathan Swift</title><summary type='text'>Congratulations are due to my lovely sister and my man Joe!Two lovely people will now be three lovely people.1. And she willThe Bean has a long way to go to trump Gators though..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/3931380158100929729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/dont-tell-jonathan-swift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3931380158100929729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/3931380158100929729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/dont-tell-jonathan-swift.html' title='Don&apos;t tell Jonathan Swift'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-5448369506046645967</id><published>2007-04-05T02:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T02:46:40.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Noticed no ring on your finger</title><summary type='text'>1. White out + delirium = smiley finger man.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/5448369506046645967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/no-ring-on-your-finger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/5448369506046645967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/5448369506046645967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/04/no-ring-on-your-finger.html' title='Noticed no ring on your finger'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8146774566318300472</id><published>2007-03-31T04:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T04:25:41.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good enough to die on</title><summary type='text'>It seems as though I am offended by sleep. My deprivation is your gain dear reader. The music needs updating you say? Done I say.Say Anything - I Want to Know Your Plans - I saw these guys with DBC a while back at Radio City and I wasn't blown away but I didn't hate it either. The other guys I was with did. To be honest this is one of maybe four songs I like. I like it a lot though.LCD </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8146774566318300472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/03/good-enough-to-die-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8146774566318300472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8146774566318300472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/03/good-enough-to-die-on.html' title='Good enough to die on'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-8323813888304220812</id><published>2007-03-28T03:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T03:12:36.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I had something in my teeth</title><summary type='text'>Honestly, welcome to not sleeping for four days. My flight to Chicago was delayed for like an hour or so due to lack of visibility. I checked with Kraig when I arrived due to his pilot-ie-ness and he confirmed that in fact you do need more than an eighth of a mile visibility to land so the delay was use full in the way of me not dying. Speaking of which there was a four car wreck two car lengths </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/8323813888304220812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/03/i-had-something-in-my-teeth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8323813888304220812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/8323813888304220812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/03/i-had-something-in-my-teeth.html' title='I had something in my teeth'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30985511.post-1133166202115730099</id><published>2007-03-18T23:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:11:43.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead like Captain America</title><summary type='text'>The one and only Rob Famous was here last week. He dragged along his girlfriend who threw wasabi at me. Real mature.My awesome IDs arrived this week. They're super dope.1. Super dope.2. Nice touch..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/1133166202115730099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/03/dead-like-captain-america.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/1133166202115730099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30985511/posts/default/1133166202115730099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thomasgilner.com/blog/2007/03/dead-like-captain-america.html' title='Dead like Captain America'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747577147901017639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04831877071927074005'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>