<?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-6223012321820892903</id><updated>2012-02-04T08:02:46.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloydering</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts, ramblings, rants, and just plan miscellaneous crap. It’ll all be true however. I promise that.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-9095992988534963686</id><published>2012-02-04T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T08:02:46.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Eyed Burn II: The Inkwell</title><content type='html'>Ok, just to prove I've been writing here is the first chapter of my second eNovel. Please note that it is a work in progress and there may be some changes made when the final rewrite is done. And please note that with Word &amp;amp; Blogger &amp;amp; eBook&amp;nbsp; there may be some formatting snafu's.&lt;br /&gt;But with all that said here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Eyed Burn II: The Inkwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Presidential Palace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;People's Republic of Porto Velho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Six Months Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fernando Patrijillo Trujillo inhaled the sweet smoke of the Cuban cigar deep into his lungs, held it, and then blew a perfect smoke ring savouring the essence of the finely rolled tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Trujillo was a man with a mission. A mission that was approaching completion. From his early days as a hustler on the mean streets of Sao Paulo to today, President -&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; for life &lt;/i&gt;- of the People's Republic of Porto Velho, the micro nation nestled deep in South America on the Brazilian border. It was the capital of the Brazilian state of Rondonia when rebels tried to form a breakaway republic. The Brazilian military, after a bloody battle, put down the revolt but in the confusion Trujillo, with his Triad backers led by Chin Wah Pong, walled up the city and formally petition for independence which was somehow granted by a war weary Brasília.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the dust settled the surviving Rondonian rebels realized they were set up and disappeared into the jungle never to be heard from again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Trujillo kicked up his booted feet and leaned back in his leather Presidential - &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;for life&lt;/i&gt; - chair. He let his mind drift back to when he was Pong's most trusted adviser. Arranging Pong's downfall while conspiring with his step-daughter Bonita, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Now there was a hot piece of ass&lt;/i&gt;. Pong never realized he arranged the betrayal of the Rondonians. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;All in his name of course&lt;/i&gt;. Then when Pong's house of cards collapsed Trujillo was poised to build his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Letting those silly American gringo's set up their little Group of Ten within my protected border was a good ideal at the time.&lt;/i&gt; It brought in untold billions of Yankee dollars into his tiny nonindustrial nation. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Who would have thought that the special coca mixture his people cooked up would ignite like wildfire? Ink! What a stupid name. The American press. Go fig&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But now it was time to tie up all the loose ends. There were too many people still breathing that knew more than they should. If then pushed the international pressure could collapse his house. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;That will not happen! No one must know what is happening outside the city.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Trujillo straightened up and pressed the buzzer on his desk. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I've kept them waiting long enough. One of the joys of power.&lt;/i&gt; “Send them in.” He said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two men entered Trujillo's spacious and well furnished office. The first man was tall and in his late forties but with a baby face that made him look fifteen years younger. Despite the cherub look he held an intelligent, yet dangerous twinkle in his eyes. He was Trujillo's head of covert operations. The second man was ugly and gaunt looking. Five years older than his companion and looked it. Some would say he was little more than a thug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I have a job for the both of you.” Trujillo said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I'm not your fucking errand boy Trujillo.” The gaunt man said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;American's. Duh&lt;/i&gt;. “This you might like,” The President - &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;for life&lt;/i&gt; - said as if talking to a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I'm listening.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Trujillo handed him a large manila envelope, “Some old friends of yours have out lived their usefulness.” &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Much like you my American freak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The gaunt man opened the envelope and flipped through the photos. Some he knew were already dead, Stein, DeTully, Tauris, while the rest have gone into hiding. He nodded his approval especially at the last name on the list. Knowing Trujillo had forbidden anyone but himself to smoke in his office the gaunt man fired up a cigarette while scanning the location of the single woman on his list. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I'm going to enjoy doing her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What about me, sir?” The other man asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ah, Canadians, so polite.&lt;/i&gt; “Do you remember our friend Joseph Nowlan?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nowlan, he's the little religious nut job you have managing the Ink in Canada. He took over after Kieran Crudup was killed by the R.C.M.P.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The gaunt man looked up from his file, “It wasn't the Canadians who killed him. It was the Russian.” He corrected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The one you captured but later escaped.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That was not my fault.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It was on your watch.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Gentlemen,” Trujillo said keeping control. “Don't forget where you are.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My apologies Mr. President.” The tall man said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah,” The gaunt man said taking another draw on his cigarette. “Sorry.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nowlan has outlived his usefulness. I don't care how you do it. As long as there are bodies.” He waves them off, “Now go. Play nice.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the corridor outside of the Presidential office the tall man and the gaunt man walk in silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I think our missions can intersect.” The tall man suddenly said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He pointed at the picture of the woman in the gaunt man's hand. “Her.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She's mine. I'm saving her for last.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I thought as much. But before you do I have a use for her.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Impress me.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the tall man explains his plan a smile slides across the gaunt man's ugly face displaying a gap where he is missing a front tooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The weapon glinted like a spectre of doom in the moonlight. The assassin stroked its sleek lines like a long lost lover reunited before picking out the target in the gathering crowd twenty floors below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a fraction of a second, a hesitation, then an intense flush of the passion to come swept over him and the rest became easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The trigger was gently squeezed once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That was all that was needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Below a man fell and twitched twice in a growing puddle of blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information check out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/Thecousincompany"&gt;http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/Thecousincompany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Legend-Vipers-Hill-Donna-Henry/dp/192686218X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328371327&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;http://www.amazon.ca/Legend-Vipers-Hill-Donna-Henry/dp/192686218X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328371327&amp;amp;sr=8-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-9095992988534963686?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/9095992988534963686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2012/02/green-eyed-burn-ii-inkwell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/9095992988534963686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/9095992988534963686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2012/02/green-eyed-burn-ii-inkwell.html' title='Green Eyed Burn II: The Inkwell'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-3963474348606854724</id><published>2012-01-10T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:03:00.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarty</title><content type='html'>Ok I know I've been slow in posting. Actually I haven't posted any thing in months. My bad. You have my word I'll  get back to it soon.&lt;br /&gt;I have been writing and that's kept me away from this blog. How can you use that as an excuse you ask? Well I'm going to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Now some shameless self promotion.&lt;br /&gt;The Legend of Viper's Hill co- written (with Norm Scanlon) and directed by me. &lt;br /&gt;Iron Soldier. Screenplay by me for Brett Kelly Productions.&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Shark. Screenplay (with Trevor Payer) also for BKE&lt;br /&gt;Green Eye Burn my eNovel available at Smashwords.&lt;br /&gt;More to some.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-B3JsIXAgWpI/Tw0J9P_sjrI/AAAAAAAAADU/RWeDhsTlZnc/s640/blogger-image-964646412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-B3JsIXAgWpI/Tw0J9P_sjrI/AAAAAAAAADU/RWeDhsTlZnc/s640/blogger-image-964646412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-3963474348606854724?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3963474348606854724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2012/01/tarty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/3963474348606854724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/3963474348606854724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2012/01/tarty.html' title='Tarty'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-B3JsIXAgWpI/Tw0J9P_sjrI/AAAAAAAAADU/RWeDhsTlZnc/s72-c/blogger-image-964646412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-4771995891778274847</id><published>2011-04-29T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T07:49:29.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie Book Lounge - Author Bio for David A. Lloyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.indiebooklounge.com/AuthorInformation.aspx?authorbio=76fb3034-6a0a-43b6-bf6f-ed90f21fd581"&gt;Indie Book Lounge - Author Bio for David A. Lloyd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-4771995891778274847?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.indiebooklounge.com/AuthorInformation.aspx?authorbio=76fb3034-6a0a-43b6-bf6f-ed90f21fd581' title='Indie Book Lounge - Author Bio for David A. Lloyd'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4771995891778274847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2011/04/indie-book-lounge-author-bio-for-david.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/4771995891778274847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/4771995891778274847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2011/04/indie-book-lounge-author-bio-for-david.html' title='Indie Book Lounge - Author Bio for David A. Lloyd'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-3104711554391948494</id><published>2010-07-07T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:14:18.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitiligo</title><content type='html'>What is vitiligo, and what causes it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitiligo (vit-ill-EYE-go) is a pigmentation  disorder in which melanocytes  (the cells that make pigment) in the skin are destroyed. As a result,  white  patches appear on the skin in different parts of the body. Similar  patches also  appear on both the mucous membranes (tissues that line the inside of the  mouth  and nose), and the retina (inner layer of the eyeball). The hair that  grows on  areas affected by vitiligo sometimes turns white. The cause of vitiligo is not known, but doctors and researchers have  several  different theories. There is strong evidence that people with vitiligo  inherit a  group of three genes that make them susceptible to depigmentation. The  most  widely accepted view is that the depigmentation occurs because vitiligo  is an  autoimmune disease -- a disease in which a person's immune system reacts  against  the body's own organs or tissues. As such, people's bodies produce  proteins  called cytokines that alter their pigment-producing cells and cause  these cells  to die. Another theory is that melanocytes destroy themselves. Finally,  some  people have reported that a single event such as sunburn  or emotional distress  triggered vitiligo; however, these events have not been scientifically  proven as  causes of vitiligo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is affected by vitiligo? About 0.5 to 1 percent of the world's population, or as many as 65  million  people, have vitiligo. In the United States, 1 to 2 million people have  the  disorder. Half the people who have vitiligo develop it before age 20;  most  develop it before their 40th birthday. The disorder affects both sexes  and all  races equally; however, it is more noticeable in people with dark skin. Vitiligo seems to be somewhat more common in people with certain  autoimmune  diseases. These autoimmune diseases include hyperthyroidism  (an overactive  thyroid gland), adrenocortical insufficiency (the adrenal gland does not  produce  enough of the hormone called corticosteroid), alopecia areata (patches of  baldness), and pernicious anemia (a low level of red blood cells caused by the  failure of the body to absorb vitamin B12). Scientists do not know the reason  for the association between vitiligo and these autoimmune diseases.  However,  most people with vitiligo have no other autoimmune disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the symptoms vitiligo? People who develop vitiligo usually first notice white patches  (depigmentation)  on their skin. These patches are more commonly found on sun-exposed  areas of the  body, including the hands, feet, arms, face, and lips. Other common  areas for  white patches to appear are the armpits and groin, and around the mouth,  eyes,  nostrils, navel, genitals, and rectum. Vitiligo generally appears in one of three patterns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. focal pattern -- the depigmentation is limited to one or only a few  areas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. segmental pattern -- depigmented patches develop on only one side of  the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. generalized pattern -- the most common pattern. Depigmentation occurs   symmetrically on both sides of the body. In addition to white patches on the skin, people with vitiligo may  have  premature graying of the scalp hair, eyelashes, eyebrows, and beard.  People with  dark skin may notice a loss of color inside their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the depigmented patches  spread?Focal pattern vitiligo and segmental vitiligo remain localized to one  part of the body and do not spread. There is no way to predict if  generalized vitiligo will spread. For some people, the depigmented  patches do not spread. The disorder is usually progressive, however, and  over time the white patches will spread to other areas of the body. For  some people, vitiligo spreads slowly, over many years. For other  people, spreading occurs rapidly. Some people have reported additional  depigmentation following periods of physical or emotional stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-3104711554391948494?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3104711554391948494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/vitiligo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/3104711554391948494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/3104711554391948494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/vitiligo.html' title='Vitiligo'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-8243238257815969406</id><published>2010-03-12T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:32:51.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Passion matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-8243238257815969406?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8243238257815969406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/passion-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/8243238257815969406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/8243238257815969406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/passion-matters.html' title=''/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-928113384883100092</id><published>2010-02-23T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:20:44.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon my precious</title><content type='html'>I know, I know I started off with a handful of blogs then things dried up. My fault. I’m writing a script for Brett Kelly Entertainment right now and it is taking up all my free time. I’m not complaining mind you. I enjoy the work. I’m just at a point where it takes up all my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll post something new soon. I promise. I’ve got a couple of things (and people) feel the need to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-928113384883100092?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/928113384883100092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/soon-my-precious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/928113384883100092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/928113384883100092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/soon-my-precious.html' title='Soon my precious'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-4767709770650250645</id><published>2010-02-10T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T08:02:12.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Things.</title><content type='html'>1. I have to see how the movie ends. No. Matter. What.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You have to believe in yourself before anyone else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a small circle of friends. Most of them I’ve know for more than twenty years. Some I may have not seen in months (or more) but I know if I need help they will be right there and they know that of me. That’s a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I can’t dance. I’ve accept that. Why can’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Children are not clay to mold but flowers to unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I’ve read several books more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I’d rather hear constructive criticism than have my praises sung. Although the second part is still good for the old ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Treat people the way you want to be treated. As karma can be a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The Bible is just a book rewritten over the ages. A good book, but just a book nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Orange juice is comfort food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I would like to visit New Zealand and watch the Black Caps play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you don’t know the answer to something then tell me as I can’t abide those who think they know it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. It doesn’t matter if you paint, draw, carve, write, dance, sing, or pee in the snow but make art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Live life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. William Shatner is the greatest actor in the world. You know it’s true. Who else can wrestle a stuntman in a rubber costume and make it look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. There is nothing more annoying than someone who’s right for all the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I’ve been know to watch the same movie twice back to back. Once for the movie itself then with the director’s commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you look at the true idealism behind Star Trek it is truly an idea to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Censorship festers when creative joy is abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The Father, The Son &amp; The Holy Ghost is really The Heart, The Mind &amp; The Soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Pizza is the most perfect food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I can not watch a movie without popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Every now and again you need to step away from it all and just be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Coffee is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Be happy. Enjoy life and be who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. My spelking has nown to suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Take inspiration where you find it but remember it’s you makes it inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If no offence was intended, then no offence should be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. We all make mistakes. It’s those who stand and correct them I admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Life is an adventure. Explore it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-4767709770650250645?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4767709770650250645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/30-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/4767709770650250645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/4767709770650250645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/30-things.html' title='30 Things.'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-6180056206343937988</id><published>2010-02-10T07:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:35:50.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For your ART</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Don’t  expect to make&lt;span style=""&gt; any money with your art!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;getting paid is not  selling out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Always be open toward&lt;span style=""&gt; the things  that happen around you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It might open your&lt;span style=""&gt; mind to new ideas. Listen and learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But if you know you&lt;span style=""&gt; are right stay  the course, so when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; you fight the power you will power the  fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Life  is too short to&lt;span style=""&gt; pretend you are cool.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Don’t be afraid of your emotions.  You live with them. Enjoy them.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Exploit yourself for your art.  Exploit others for your art.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;However always treat them with love and respect.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Never fake an orgasm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of your friends. You  will need them.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face your fears and live your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be independent. Be self sufficient.  But know when you need help.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Don’t limit yourself but know your limitations.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Paint! Draw! Film! Dance! Sing! Carve! Mold!  Etch! Pee in the snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But  make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It’s who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-6180056206343937988?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6180056206343937988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-your-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/6180056206343937988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/6180056206343937988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-your-art.html' title='For your ART'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-4926057518457174876</id><published>2010-02-08T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:55:35.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be stupid</title><content type='html'>A few thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was discussing with someone (who will remain nameless through out this) about the pros and cons of the internet. We had a difference of opinion of the availability of information that should be allowed online. I feel the internet is the only truly democratic environment and should be protected but because I disagreed with his point of view I was accused of being a ‘porn-monger’. His words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all fairness to his point of view we were talking about ways to block internet porn from reaching children. Something I support but we got off track and it became a rant about free speech and how I was trying to ‘shut him up’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was never the case as I shall explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of Speech is the freedom to speak freely without censorship or limitation and with out fear and suppression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right to freedom of speech is recognized as a human right Article 19 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and recognized in international human rights law in the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights (ICCPR). The ICCPR recognizes the right to freedom of speech as "the right to hold opinions without interference. Everyone shall have the right to freedom of expression". Furthermore freedom of speech is recognized in European, inter-American and African regional human rights law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell: Freedom of Speech is the right to seek information and ideas. It is the right to receive information and ideas. It is the right to impart information and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of Speech is not a tool to hide behind when spouting ‘hate speech’. Limitations are placed on freedom of speech due to misuse by people furthering their own selfish agenda with no respected for the freedom they are abusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said I will not stop the abuse as I will not take away your right to freedom of speech. Regardless of how puerile it may be to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only censorship should be self-censorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are free to think freely with out censorship or limitation and with out fear and suppression. Just don’t abuse it. I may disagree with what you are saying but I will defend your right to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-4926057518457174876?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4926057518457174876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-be-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/4926057518457174876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/4926057518457174876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-be-stupid.html' title='Don&apos;t be stupid'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-3865404413602121069</id><published>2010-02-06T18:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T18:53:36.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reply</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="pBlogBody_241958865" class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The following is a reply to a comment made to  me recently;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No coy reply. Fair enough. My views on organized  religion itself aside I strongly believe Church and State should never  mix.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I  personally feel strongly about respecting each and every body's beliefs  weather I agree with it or not. I hope I'm affronted the same respect.  However I know that in some circles I'm not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;If  a man and a man, or a woman and a woman, or a hermaphrodite and a  hermaphrodite wish to call themselves married I don't have an issue with  it. I don't feel it take away from the definition of a marriage of a  man and a woman. (If they pay taxes shouldn't they have the same rights  as straight folks?) I don't think Parliament should have the last say  (or any say) regarding a man or a woman's right to get married. If  church 'A' does not want to perform gay marriages then church 'A' should  not have to. However church 'A' has then voided its claim to say that  said marriage does not exist. To say otherwise is that not that not  discriminatory hate mongering?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;If we are all  one before God then shouldn't every one of us be affronted the same  right before God? (I use uppercase out of respect)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marriage in the King  James Bible is written as a "&lt;st1:place&gt;Union&lt;/st1:place&gt; between a man  and a woman" Fair enough, but please keep in mind that the Bible has  been rewritten time and time again to suit prevailing attitudes and  opinions of the day. I'm not saying it's wrong, nor am I saying it  right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I've been called many things but never a 'socialist  bully'. Frankly I find that amusing. I've never been one for labels.  Left wing, Right wing, Liberal, Conservative, Democrat, Republican, etc…  they are all just meaningless labels people use to help them segregate  people. But if labeling me a 'socialist bully' makes it easier to  present an argument it's your choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I've never hide the fact nor have I seriously forced  my political or religious views on any one else. So do I lean to the  left? Yes. Why? Because I support most of their policies. Not all, but  most. More than the policies of the right. I try to do my research  before I vote.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It is however  unfortunate that we live in a world where narrow minded peopled need a  law to be created and enforced the same guarantee their fellow human the  same choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I have nothing  more to say on the matter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-3865404413602121069?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3865404413602121069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/reply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/3865404413602121069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/3865404413602121069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/reply.html' title='A reply'/><author><name>David A. Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596926993840477419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIAXhLHYEj0/S23hLolAFoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1svrvxTWYiI/S220/eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6223012321820892903.post-2023315056208652183</id><published>2010-02-06T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T13:35:37.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just getting started</title><content type='html'>Well, this is my first blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say right now, maybe latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tooned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6223012321820892903-2023315056208652183?l=davidalloyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2023315056208652183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-getting-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/2023315056208652183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6223012321820892903/posts/default/2023315056208652183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidalloyd.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-getting-started.html' title='Just getting started'/><author><name>David A. 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