<?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-4206178778940324175</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:02:15.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2171</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-1740153285469943018</id><published>2009-01-20T22:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:35:06.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moonshine Stalker</title><summary type='text'>The other night, I was hanging out with everyone, sans-Russler, because he's currently in the process of....well, I'll let him tell that story.Anyway, we were drinking and having a jolly-good time at the house of the future, and Alison graced us with her presence.As per usual, we were being our night-owl selves, and as the night came to a close we made the decision we always make, to KEEP HANGING</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1740153285469943018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=1740153285469943018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1740153285469943018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1740153285469943018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/moonshine-stalker.html' title='The Moonshine Stalker'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-736446659509956239</id><published>2009-01-18T13:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:43:17.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An apology, of sorts.</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting here with my first beer in three days, debating what to write you all about. Where to start? We gained your trust, your enthusiasm, your heartfelt fandom, and what did we do with it?Well, we did with our fanbase what all the great legends do - disregarded it entirely. There were days where blog posts seemed likely - necessary, even. Stories that needed telling, rumors that needed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/736446659509956239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=736446659509956239' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/736446659509956239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/736446659509956239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/apology-of-sorts.html' title='An apology, of sorts.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-2056040063655063028</id><published>2008-11-11T08:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:42:04.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A plea for help</title><summary type='text'>Strangers, friends, and good Samaritans:This is Special Agent Dale Cooper. You may have seen or heard of me "living" in this place, casually referred to as a 'pet' or my current species, 'Hermit Crab'.I'm not sure where to begin, and my time here is short. If you're reading this, I may very well already be dead. It has been days without food or water, and after Sylvia succumbed to these horrid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2056040063655063028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=2056040063655063028' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2056040063655063028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2056040063655063028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/11/plea-for-help.html' title='A plea for help'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-526284437216760101</id><published>2008-10-31T00:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:34:51.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAMS! MOANS! BATS! BONES!</title><summary type='text'>Today, my sanguinary friends, is the much-anticipated "Best Day of the Fucking Year", and Satan has blessed us by positioning it on an ostentatious Friday. Now, with precisely 23 hours and 45 minutes to go on my favorite holiday, I am going to get (dare I say it) "bat-cunt crazy" drunk.Cheers to all, and have a blatantly morbid, unscrupulously sordid Halloween.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/526284437216760101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=526284437216760101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/526284437216760101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/526284437216760101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/screams-moans-bats-bones.html' title='SCREAMS! MOANS! BATS! BONES!'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SQq0uyIfeKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_9bNVKymHUE/s72-c/Halloween+Flyer+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8821894219540158520</id><published>2008-10-27T19:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:24:46.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack-Off 2008</title><summary type='text'>Yes, its that time of year again, and we all came together sunday for a day of celebrating one of our favorite October pass-times: Jacking Off. That is, making Jack-O-Lanterns and talking shit about whose is the best, of course!Congratulations to Tony Veronese for coming out the victor with his rendition of Slimer. I had too many photos to post so I decided to make a quick slideshow (and I mean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8821894219540158520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=8821894219540158520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8821894219540158520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8821894219540158520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/jack-off-2008.html' title='Jack-Off 2008'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-2112843084655579456</id><published>2008-10-23T12:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:23:51.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Mary Update: 10/23</title><summary type='text'>For months, speculation about Mary’s income source has run rampant. Mary is constantly seen leaving and returning to her home, but with a frequency and such short “away-times” that these trips wouldn’t be conducive to the idea of her going to a job everyday. After this was observed, the idea of her collecting disability and/or unemployment payments was brought up. Drug-funds were also discussed, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2112843084655579456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=2112843084655579456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2112843084655579456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2112843084655579456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-mary-update-1023.html' title='Crazy Mary Update: 10/23'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7504905974940203977</id><published>2008-10-22T23:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:40:20.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oblong Faces &amp; Abstract Jowls</title><summary type='text'>Please, feel free to click on these photos at you leisure, and experience them at their true, 1200 resolution beauty. Cheers.     -N.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7504905974940203977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=7504905974940203977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7504905974940203977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7504905974940203977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/oblong-faces-abstract-jowles.html' title='Oblong Faces &amp; Abstract Jowls'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SP_5OIoj6wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9YcTahUivZI/s72-c/IMG_0499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-5939917410949313221</id><published>2008-10-20T00:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:27:23.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Rebel, Dottie. A loner.</title><summary type='text'>Click to Enlarge any of these.My favorite people, etc. taken with 2171's new Canon Rebel XSI D-SLR. (a) 2171's visuals just got a massive upgrade. (b) Now I own a toy Neal is afraid to touch, that I used to take pictures of his toys I'm afraid to touch.(c) Photographer for hire and prints available. Lemme know whatchoo need. (d) Please note Amanda sporting Neal's SH&amp;T shirt, I think he wanted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5939917410949313221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=5939917410949313221' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/5939917410949313221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/5939917410949313221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-rebel-dottie-loner.html' title='I&apos;m a Rebel, Dottie. A loner.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SPwWCp0Jz2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/55vGVEunO2U/s72-c/IMG_0166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8216080968857642959</id><published>2008-10-17T01:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:48:28.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Us, The Un-Caring Caregivers</title><summary type='text'>Assuredly, the bulk of you 2171 readers have yet to be informed that Matt and I own pets. But in the dank catacombs of our apartment I assure that life, however meger, does exist here other than our own.We've adopted two hermit crabs from out ever-gracious friends, the Glarrows, and have been adamantly hospitable to them for three months. However, tragedy has befallen us, as it typically does, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8216080968857642959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=8216080968857642959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8216080968857642959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8216080968857642959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/us-un-caring-caregivers.html' title='Us, The Un-Caring Caregivers'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-25227114204657777</id><published>2008-10-15T13:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:06:16.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Thing....</title><summary type='text'>This is what Neal will be like as a father....and I beg anyone to disagree. Only, it will probably be about LOST instead of Star Wars.Penny Arcade - The Breaking PointWhen Neal's wife is expecting, they'll go as Pregnant Claire, and Charlie. Maybe Locke, depending on how quickly he can fashion a wooden crib.Year 1 of the child's life: Neal's first Trick or Treat experience with child in tow will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/25227114204657777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=25227114204657777' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/25227114204657777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/25227114204657777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-thing.html' title='One More Thing....'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7800545030660863477</id><published>2008-10-15T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:52:25.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playlist Sabotage</title><summary type='text'>Now, I will never insult the musical tastes of anyone. I'm the most musically inept individual you'll ever meet. Until Neal and Robin started subjecting me to monthly musical inoculations in the form of new iTunes playlists, I was like "The Strokes"? Aren't they that....band...with that.....song?And a million other embarrassing gaping holes in my musical knowledge. Tom Waits? For who? WHO IS TOM </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7800545030660863477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=7800545030660863477' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7800545030660863477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7800545030660863477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/playlist-sabotage.html' title='Playlist Sabotage'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8841564851025757949</id><published>2008-10-13T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:27:55.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam packed....</title><summary type='text'>There are two distinct waves of social activity at 2171. Wednesday nights and the weekend. The larger wave of the two is most definitely the weekend. Sometime around 5 o'clock you'll find us with a beer or scotch or russlerita (hell, the list goes on for days) and by 8 or 9 the sun has set, the white christmas lights are creating a beautiful ambiance, and many of our friends have made their way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8841564851025757949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=8841564851025757949' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8841564851025757949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8841564851025757949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/jam-packed.html' title='Jam packed....'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-9002127653417598641</id><published>2008-10-09T16:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:54:19.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Robin</title><summary type='text'>Because, let's face it: she has an enormous amount of clout and influence here at 2171,  practically being a resident herself and all, and I'm absolutely crazy about her.Saturday, we're all converging on Sous La Terre at midnight in celebration of this wonderful gal, and I'd like to take this opportunity to formally invite any and all readers of the blog to join us there. Cheers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9002127653417598641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=9002127653417598641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/9002127653417598641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/9002127653417598641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-robin.html' title='Happy Birthday, Robin'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8355306653789414368</id><published>2008-10-01T19:05:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:51:56.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock-Off 2008</title><summary type='text'>For those of you that haven't heard of, attended, or inspired one of the many "offs" that have taken place at the House of the Future, this is a tradition that dates back ages....months, even. There were others before this, such as the Type-Off, the Puzzle-Off, and even a Grilled-Cheese-Off. All of which have had either disastrous, heavily debated, or joyous results. The Cock-Off - quite simply, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8355306653789414368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=8355306653789414368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8355306653789414368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8355306653789414368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/cock-off-2008.html' title='Cock-Off 2008'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SOQRW7RnlwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bV9W8we9f8o/s72-c/IMG_2037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-4721367899122290563</id><published>2008-10-01T18:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:57:01.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycling!</title><summary type='text'>Waking up is all a blur on Saturdays. Sometime that morning, I stumbled groggily toward the scent of coffee, and the first thing that caught my eye was this lovely addition to our [Neal's] ever-growing plant collection. This was all his and Robin's doing, but I just had to show it off. Being green on Saturdays is a nice way to combat whatever bad karma one has collected the night prior.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4721367899122290563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=4721367899122290563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4721367899122290563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4721367899122290563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/recycling.html' title='Recycling!'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SOQNuiL4nSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fzXwLqyPvFk/s72-c/IMG_2157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-1033359067053173866</id><published>2008-09-29T23:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:57:49.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Regarding Moonshine</title><summary type='text'>In my most recent post, dear reader, you may have noticed my juvenile fumblings around different nicknames for moonshine. "Quicksilver" was used, as was the shameful "Wake-Up Juice" (which, was stoled from Back To The Future III). My apologies. I'm not the word-smith I thought I was.However, as is frequently the case, which is to say, "after the fact", I've stumbled upon several monikers for "the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1033359067053173866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=1033359067053173866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1033359067053173866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1033359067053173866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/regarding-moonshine.html' title='Regarding Moonshine'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-568532967747101625</id><published>2008-09-27T18:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:10:25.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I truly apologize for being....us.</title><summary type='text'>Talking online with Drew and Jon Friday, we decided that Jon should start his own school of badassery. This comes one day after I tell Drew about Jon's rather incredible life, from one end of the spectrum of 'wild' to the other where he's an IT specialist for the Air Force. Incredible. So, really, this is just a post to show you the many courses you'll be able to take while in attendance. I'm not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/568532967747101625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=568532967747101625' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/568532967747101625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/568532967747101625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-truly-apologize-for-beingus.html' title='I truly apologize for being....us.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-3261718172823185482</id><published>2008-09-24T11:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:45:22.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule # 161</title><summary type='text'>Rule 161. The keys to throwing a good party are a working stereo, christmas lights, and plenty of ice.found at http://rulesformyunbornson.tumblr.com, which is pretty rad. "161 is always 2171" - Jon Raney</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3261718172823185482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=3261718172823185482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3261718172823185482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3261718172823185482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/rule-161.html' title='Rule # 161'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-3633868531743526954</id><published>2008-09-24T08:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:39:28.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inventions by Matt</title><summary type='text'>Over the course of life, somewhere along this crazy journey, people find society and innovators across the expanse of time before us that have made provisions for an easier life.Roads, laws, grocery stores, etc.I don't know if its the booze, the drinking, the whiskey, or general stupidity on my part, but several things pop up in my life as completely obvious needs in society and, as it were, no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3633868531743526954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=3633868531743526954' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3633868531743526954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3633868531743526954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/inventions-by-matt.html' title='Inventions by Matt'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-6642001148824171435</id><published>2008-09-18T11:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:38:53.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Good Ole Mountain Dew</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6642001148824171435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=6642001148824171435' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6642001148824171435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6642001148824171435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-good-ole-mountain-dew.html' title='That Good Ole Mountain Dew'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SNKBq1CYtPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3TftYOBVQe8/s72-c/IMG_2033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-5978725241293126682</id><published>2008-09-15T16:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:04:21.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Side note:</title><summary type='text'>Today marks the second time I've used the phrase 'death incarnate' to refer to an apartment since the start of this blog. I need a Thesaurus, or just only write posts when Neal's in the room.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5978725241293126682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=5978725241293126682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/5978725241293126682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/5978725241293126682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/side-note.html' title='Side note:'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7052214475380304217</id><published>2008-09-15T15:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:39:41.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dry Week</title><summary type='text'>So, its been a week since anyone has posted anything here. This is not without justification, and not without regrets and condolences for all the loyal friends and lovely subscribers.This week I got a lot of "No, Matt, its NOT ok that nothing happened to you this week. Go pull some of Neal's bones out. Destroy your house. Go fight crime, or just socialize with a psychopath next door. Start a fire</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7052214475380304217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=7052214475380304217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7052214475380304217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7052214475380304217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/dry-week.html' title='The Dry Week'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-6260523909634451386</id><published>2008-09-08T18:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:25:46.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Overdue Extraction of Mr. Russler's Third Molars</title><summary type='text'>More to come later, folks, but in the meantime, please send all dishes requiring moderate chewing, gift baskets, "Get Well Soon" balloons, and parade routes to:Neal Russler2171 College StreetMontgomery, AL 36106</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6260523909634451386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=6260523909634451386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6260523909634451386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6260523909634451386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-overdue-extraction-of-mr-russlers.html' title='The Long Overdue Extraction of Mr. Russler&apos;s Third Molars'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SMWyspGckYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DteLzDwasdA/s72-c/xray+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-3814563126609642549</id><published>2008-09-08T11:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:37:31.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder-thief</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry to steal Mr. Russler's thunder, I know  he has a fantastic post in line for this. Just remember to be nice to that jack ass for the next couple of days, because he's going to be in severe surgical/oral pain. Wisdom teeth removal is no picnic.I asked him to keep a 15min incremental log of his experiences for the blog, I don't think he's gonna do anything but moan and sleep, so no one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3814563126609642549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=3814563126609642549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3814563126609642549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3814563126609642549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/thunder-thief.html' title='Thunder-thief'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-9069508290568677059</id><published>2008-09-05T11:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:15:11.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohemia</title><summary type='text'>In my random searches from blog to blog to blog to blog I  end up finding the most random things. I found this little excerpt today, reminds me of this neighborhood. Original article here."It isn't possible to quantify the extent to which society and culture are indebted to Bohemia. In every age in every successful country, it has been important that at least a small part of the cityscape is not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9069508290568677059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=9069508290568677059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/9069508290568677059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/9069508290568677059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/bohemia.html' title='Bohemia'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-3041236754094640380</id><published>2008-09-05T00:55:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:17:18.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouthwash</title><summary type='text'>When you're on your way to bed, and you have to decide which of those would be more beneficial to do first, you know you have a problem.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3041236754094640380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=3041236754094640380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3041236754094640380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/3041236754094640380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/mouthwash.html' title='Mouthwash'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SMDLt1Yz9vI/AAAAAAAAAIY/McAVAZcd5XA/s72-c/tartar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-2793987885519791735</id><published>2008-09-03T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:14:31.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Happy Together</title><summary type='text'>The two of us, complete with a Montgomery Biscuits cup filled with Maker's Mark.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2793987885519791735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=2793987885519791735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2793987885519791735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2793987885519791735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-happy-together.html' title='So Happy Together'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SL8Z8oWMuOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kcmxZrklE98/s72-c/IMG_1856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8229382116389124183</id><published>2008-09-03T15:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:49:31.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloodsucking Hippies</title><summary type='text'>The mosquitoes in Alabama are world-famous for their tenacity and even more so for their sheer numbers. Considering that we basically live in the Amazon of the Northern hemisphere, it is not uncommon to have to fight one the size of a cat, or for them to stick you up and steal your money in dark alleys.2171 is no exception. Quite the opposite, in fact. I believe our place is an actual Nexus for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8229382116389124183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=8229382116389124183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8229382116389124183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/8229382116389124183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/bloodsucking-hippies.html' title='Bloodsucking Hippies'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-6205314284291198417</id><published>2008-09-03T14:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:46:15.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of dialogue.</title><summary type='text'>The following is my vague summary of the events that took place at the back closet at roughly 10pm on Tuesday.N: Matt? [comes into studio] Dude, what are you doing in that closet? We were watching TV, you got up to go to the bathroom, and a half hour later, here you are.M: I lost my freaking Game Cube memory card.N: I've never seen you once play Game Cube.M: I have, too. Not at this place though,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6205314284291198417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=6205314284291198417' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6205314284291198417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6205314284291198417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-of-dialogue.html' title='A moment of dialogue.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-2071892741422064681</id><published>2008-09-02T17:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:35:38.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Kitchen Spatiotemporal-Fissure</title><summary type='text'>Since the day we moved in here at 2171, there's been an ominous stain in the ceiling above our refrigerator. From day to day it's grown exponentially worse, developing from a piss-pouch into a nasty crack that's been known to spit Spackle into my eyeballs. Concern has continued to grow in the 4 + months of our occupancy. Repeated calls have been made to our friend and landlord, Emily, and while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2071892741422064681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=2071892741422064681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2071892741422064681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2071892741422064681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-kitchen-spatiotemporal-fissure.html' title='Our Kitchen Spatiotemporal-Fissure'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SL3FoGc2pgI/AAAAAAAAADk/mholiO5k9kI/s72-c/IMG_1682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-1472106614302395353</id><published>2008-08-31T16:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:11:40.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't KNOW ME!</title><summary type='text'>So I go to the Stop and Stab the other day on a beer/cigarette run for the folks hanging out. It's right by my house, so its an easy stop at like midnight. On a 'weekday'.Anyway, the guy running the store is a modest Indian guy with a lot of class and is normally very nice. He must think I'm the biggest alcoholic and that I chain smoke two different flavors of cigarettes at once, as often as I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1472106614302395353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=1472106614302395353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1472106614302395353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1472106614302395353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-dont-know-me.html' title='You don&apos;t KNOW ME!'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-5094600037029537250</id><published>2008-08-30T18:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:23:12.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Ways to Skin a Cat</title><summary type='text'>As you may or may not know, you can ask us to blog about anything by clicking the link in the top right. Especially if you remember a story from days gone by or just want to know...I don't know.....things. This question just came over the wire from 'Cornelius' and is getting an immediate response due to the urgent nature of the situation at hand."I have a question. I'm dating a smoking hot fine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5094600037029537250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=5094600037029537250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/5094600037029537250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/5094600037029537250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/10-ways-to-skin-cat.html' title='10 Ways to Skin a Cat'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-4067046850099118269</id><published>2008-08-29T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:48:00.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2171 Porch.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4067046850099118269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=4067046850099118269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4067046850099118269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4067046850099118269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/2171-porch.html' title='The 2171 Porch.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SLjC7H9VX3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Swv41BRzHNU/s72-c/IMG_1890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-1103238584516188287</id><published>2008-08-28T14:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:21:29.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt's a Faggot</title><summary type='text'>In the mail today, we received the next two movies from Matt's Netflix queue. They are:1.  Pretty in Pink2.  Some Kind of WonderfulReally folks, I couldn't make this shit up if I tried.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1103238584516188287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=1103238584516188287' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1103238584516188287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1103238584516188287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/matts-faggot.html' title='Matt&apos;s a Faggot'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7017144262129975397</id><published>2008-08-27T22:56:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:09:07.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime a car backfires a Rapper loses his Blings.</title><summary type='text'>So, neighbor Luke. Remember Lawrence from Office Space? He's like that, only a lot less creepy. He comes over, tells his stories, cracks us up with his random southernness, and last night, while watching TimeCop on my couch ("oohhh, shit, bet they didn't teach that nut-shot in Karate!") informed me that 50-cent was a main investor in Vitamin Water!? Craziness. Then we start talking about how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7017144262129975397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=7017144262129975397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7017144262129975397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7017144262129975397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/everytime-car-backfires-rapper-loses.html' title='Everytime a car backfires a Rapper loses his Blings.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-1255760209518298515</id><published>2008-08-27T19:06:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:28:41.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt and Neal Tango with the Law - Part 1</title><summary type='text'> The following is a very lengthy (and I am sorry about that! skip to Neal's funnier story below if you're in a hurry), but very true and accurate statement of the events that transpired between the times of approximately 1:00am - 4:00am on the morning of July 23, shortly after this story begins.Date: Tuesday, July 22Time: 11:55pmSetting: 2171 College Street - Studio PROLOGUEThe night began like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1255760209518298515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=1255760209518298515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1255760209518298515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1255760209518298515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/matt-and-neal-tango-with-law-part-1.html' title='Matt and Neal Tango with the Law - Part 1'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-2769969949808874827</id><published>2008-08-27T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:05:06.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Mary Update: 8/27</title><summary type='text'>Our friend Heather has sent us a few requests. One of which is, she asks to be regularly informed of the activities of our neighbor, Mary (who, incidentally, is guano crazy). Many of you have no doubt heard the sordid details of our fractured relationship with our less-than-sane next door neighbor, but for those of you new to the crazy, I’ll give you a little rundown: Mary is a generously </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2769969949808874827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=2769969949808874827' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2769969949808874827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/2769969949808874827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-mary-update-827.html' title='Crazy Mary Update: 8/27'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7483441607114663975</id><published>2008-08-25T17:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:44:09.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Movie List</title><summary type='text'>Last year around this time Robin, Matt, Forrest and I compiled a list of upcoming movies that we were anxious to see, and it worked out rather well. I was dropping a grand a month at The Rave, but it was great. We were well entertained. There are quite a few promising films coming out soon, so here I've made an initial list of "must-sees". I realize I'm probably over-looking a few good ones, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7483441607114663975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=7483441607114663975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7483441607114663975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7483441607114663975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-movie-list.html' title='New Movie List'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7925962333159821358</id><published>2008-08-24T16:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:12:03.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Spider.</title><summary type='text'>It finally rained here for two solid days, thanks to Fay. I can't remember the last time that happened. So, we celebrated. Like, we weren't going to celebrate SOMETHING anyway, like most nights. Hah.Friday night at the house of the future (Amanda and Jon have an incredible home and are incredible hosts) and Neal almost accepted an agreement to eat this monstrosity for $50. Jon found it, dead, on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7925962333159821358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=7925962333159821358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7925962333159821358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7925962333159821358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/hurricane-spider.html' title='Hurricane Spider.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SLHbkzJYJlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dqf4gGXvIaE/s72-c/spider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-4547827511997533517</id><published>2008-08-21T19:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:41:27.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Russleritas</title><summary type='text'>I ain't hardly bullshittin', folks: I can make the best damn frozen margarita in Central Alabama. Friends and cohorts agree...come have one of these immaculate concoctions one day, and once you go "frozen", you'll never go "rocks".Here's Matthew, dousing his sorrows in frosty tequila bliss.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4547827511997533517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=4547827511997533517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4547827511997533517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4547827511997533517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/russleritas.html' title='Russleritas'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SK4K6LR87ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/n0c0dSTIKnM/s72-c/Matt%26Russlerita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-1284699448407307108</id><published>2008-08-21T10:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:13:53.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8 year olds, dude.</title><summary type='text'>If you haven't had the opportunity to see our place, to call it a cornucopia of horror mashed unceremoniously with childhood, fine art, and beer. You can see Jack Nicholson as depicted in the Shining on the wall from the front door. There's a solid red animal skull on a shelf in the studio.All of this I owe to my adequate friend and roommate, Neal. You never know what you'll find. I'm STILL </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1284699448407307108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=1284699448407307108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1284699448407307108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/1284699448407307108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/8-year-olds-dude.html' title='8 year olds, dude.'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKqvEey5RyU/SK4ShUXmJtI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DtVnZu2dQ_o/s72-c/IMG_1756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7963673165909913967</id><published>2008-08-20T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:03:44.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditory Misery is a Goldmine.</title><summary type='text'>I’m all the time singing. At the house, in the car, at Winn-Dixie, Bud’s, wherever. Chances are, if I’m awake, I have a song stuck in my head and I want to share it with my friends. And I have an ethereal voice. Pajama-clad, dive-bar karaoke hags have told me this on numerous occasions. It’s an awe-inspiring treat when you’re around to hear me belting out a little ditty.  Beneficially, Matt doesn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7963673165909913967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=7963673165909913967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7963673165909913967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/7963673165909913967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/ocular-misery-is-goldmine.html' title='Auditory Misery is a Goldmine.'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-4621377228918689180</id><published>2008-08-19T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:09:25.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair-brained Schemes</title><summary type='text'>Frequently, the two of us concoct new hair-brained schemes. Some are for wealth, some for fame, some for glory. Most are for fun and to see how long we can survive them. Many of these will be documented here, trust me. From how to run a mansion on meager lower-middle class incomes all the way to running your own formal awards ceremony that highlights your friends and their flaws, we've covered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4621377228918689180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=4621377228918689180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4621377228918689180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/4621377228918689180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/hair-brained-schemes.html' title='Hair-brained Schemes'/><author><name>Matt Johnson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKraXJbJ4Q8/Tri9qp7pxEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zqKNPLwAxuo/s220/matt3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-6424575607263374288</id><published>2008-08-19T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:38:57.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Problem, for Better or Worse.</title><summary type='text'>Me: Damnit.Matt: What, man?Me: I'm half-way through my first beer of the night, and I've just now realized that I'm drinking. It tastes great.Tuesdays, historically infamous around these parts, almost always spell certain disaster for the two of us here at 2171. A few Tuesdays ago, we were accosted by the treacherous Tuco the Rat, and held watch over his vile rodent-hole (in the wall, not in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6424575607263374288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206178778940324175&amp;postID=6424575607263374288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6424575607263374288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206178778940324175/posts/default/6424575607263374288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/08/problem-for-better-or-worse.html' title='A Problem, for Better or Worse.'/><author><name>N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QQ4Aw72qHM/SwqmOJViuZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fu36kYD_phQ/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
