<?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-19319343</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:55:47.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Block</title><subtitle type='html'>Writings about my life and the people and stories that make me smile.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5149484772166720963</id><published>2010-01-04T23:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:18:29.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no thanks, i'm good</title><content type='html'>A conversation took place not too long ago that I think really sums up the mentality of a lot of people. The husband of a patient of mine is with his wife visisting my office. Also, he has dental insurance but noone else in his family does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Omar you have a great office, I may have to come visit you"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That would be great, we'd love to see you"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "You know, I have never had a cavity! (fifty something years old I assume)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Really, that's great, when was the last time you went to the dentist"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Oh, I've never been"&lt;br /&gt;Me: speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, your family goes to the dentist regularly but they don't have dental insurance. You do have insurance but have never been? Also, the astute clinician that you are have self-diagnosed yourself as decay and cavity free. Well done sir, well done I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people I think live by the creed: If its not hurting or bothering me, it must be okay. Oh well, I can only hope to educate the importance of screening, and preventive measures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-5149484772166720963?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5149484772166720963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5149484772166720963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5149484772166720963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5149484772166720963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-thanks-im-good.html' title='no thanks, i&apos;m good'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5140022180469208504</id><published>2009-12-27T23:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:58:30.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>is growing weary</title><content type='html'>I think I might try blogging again.  I am growing very tired of Facebook, twitter, and of people in general.  I figure I would get back to where it started and just write for myself and those who actually care to know whats going on.  I have somehow managed to be friends with people from high school that I never talked to then but am 'friends' with now.  I really don't care that you 'have a sinus infection', 'is still wearing pajamas', and 'is going to bed'.  Don't get me wrong, I have reconnected with people that I thought were long gone and genuinely keep up with some people, but not 400 of you.  I suppose I should just clean house and 'unfriend' people.  Or I suppose I could just spend some time catching up here.  Well, it's getting late, Omar is getting yelled at by his wife and must go to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-5140022180469208504?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5140022180469208504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5140022180469208504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5140022180469208504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5140022180469208504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-growing-weary.html' title='is growing 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-2897772507520212794</id><published>2009-05-01T13:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:16:15.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos Equis: The Most Interesting Man in the World (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/p2SSZA0CjdQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/p2SSZA0CjdQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/19319343-2897772507520212794?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-8246562000131633042</id><published>2009-05-01T13:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:15:55.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Interesting Man In The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/8Bc0WjTT0Ps' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/8Bc0WjTT0Ps'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/19319343-8246562000131633042?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-8795212753648325000</id><published>2009-05-01T13:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:15:40.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E*TRADE Golf Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/zZetD7cdj7w' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/zZetD7cdj7w'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/19319343-8795212753648325000?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-2898526312270690925</id><published>2009-05-01T13:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:15:25.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E*TRADE Baby Outtakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/U8Ev5HgGACg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/U8Ev5HgGACg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/19319343-2898526312270690925?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/2898526312270690925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=2898526312270690925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2898526312270690925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2898526312270690925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2009/05/etrade-baby-outtakes.html' title='E*TRADE Baby Outtakes'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-8808394667923290500</id><published>2008-10-10T23:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:57:27.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>John Legend Feat. Andre 3000 - Green Light [OFFICIAL VIDEO]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/x5brurMQodM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/x5brurMQodM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice upbeat song.  Gotta love 3000's style and John Legend is always on point&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/19319343-8808394667923290500?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/8808394667923290500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=8808394667923290500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8808394667923290500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8808394667923290500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/10/john-legend-feat-andre-3000-green-light.html' title='John Legend Feat. Andre 3000 - Green Light [OFFICIAL VIDEO]'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-3376395786066548992</id><published>2008-09-28T22:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:30:05.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RJD2 - A Beautiful Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/IJpee1szh0I' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/IJpee1szh0I'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RJD2, a hip-hopper from the Midwest (Columbus, Ohio to be exact).  One of many great songs&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/19319343-3376395786066548992?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/3376395786066548992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=3376395786066548992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/3376395786066548992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/3376395786066548992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/09/rjd2-beautiful-mine.html' title='RJD2 - A Beautiful Mine'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-8296665310141947475</id><published>2008-09-08T19:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:42:33.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Tensta ft. Eboi - Dopeboy (Official video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/m4yjOEtsRTE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/m4yjOEtsRTE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool Swedish rapper, this song is great, hope you like.&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/19319343-8296665310141947475?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/8296665310141947475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=8296665310141947475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8296665310141947475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8296665310141947475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/09/adam-tensta-ft-eboi-dopeboy-official.html' title='Adam Tensta ft. Eboi - Dopeboy (Official video)'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-4614439634180284671</id><published>2008-09-06T19:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:30:14.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Demetri Martin - </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/XiFrfeJ8dKM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/XiFrfeJ8dKM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish I had the live version, but I think you will get the point.&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/19319343-4614439634180284671?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/4614439634180284671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=4614439634180284671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4614439634180284671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4614439634180284671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/09/demetri-martin.html' title='Demetri Martin - '/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5238055641042625927</id><published>2008-09-06T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:25:14.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Demetri Martin flip chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/4ZmyH4DSxII' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/4ZmyH4DSxII'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My second favorite comedian.  &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/19319343-5238055641042625927?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5238055641042625927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5238055641042625927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5238055641042625927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5238055641042625927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/09/demetri-martin-flip-chart.html' title='Demetri Martin flip chart'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-4843210442316677705</id><published>2008-09-06T19:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:14:22.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian Regan - Standing Up (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/5hdmrE4aoE0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/5hdmrE4aoE0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still my favorite comedian.  He's in Louisville again tonight, saw him last time but due to Ramadan will sit it out this time.  Good news, his new special is on Comedy Central tonight though!  &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/19319343-4843210442316677705?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/4843210442316677705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=4843210442316677705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4843210442316677705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4843210442316677705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/09/brian-regan-standing-up-part-1.html' title='Brian Regan - Standing Up (Part 1)'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-238226622473075381</id><published>2008-09-06T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:01:02.867-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Tracks</title><content type='html'>Robin Thicke - Magic&lt;br /&gt;Feist - One Evening&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - Sparks&lt;br /&gt;Ne-yo - Closer&lt;br /&gt;Corinne Bailey Rae - Enchantment&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble - Lost&lt;br /&gt;OneRepublic - Say (all i need)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-238226622473075381?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/238226622473075381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=238226622473075381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/238226622473075381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/238226622473075381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-tracks.html' title='More Tracks'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-722744099531813232</id><published>2008-06-12T21:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:35:36.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E*TRADE Mobile Baby 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/3xQLTxvDkk4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/3xQLTxvDkk4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love these commercials&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/19319343-722744099531813232?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/722744099531813232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=722744099531813232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/722744099531813232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/722744099531813232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/06/etrade-mobile-baby-2008.html' title='E*TRADE Mobile Baby 2008'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-8852540253454297697</id><published>2008-06-12T21:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:05:31.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>The practice is almost done.  Plans were submitted just before the New Year.  Plans were approved in the first week in March.  That's when things got crazy.  The office was framed in two days, then sat idle for a couple of weeks.  The office got the rough in of plumbing and electrice, then sat idle for two weeks.  The office was drywalled in two days, then sat idle for a week or two.  Then things got rolling around Derby time.  Flooring went down, paint on the walls, doors, lights, electric, baseboard, cabinets, dental equipment, computer networking, and so much more.  It took a ton of planning, the help of contractors, sub contractors, consultants, family, dental supply companies, and many more.  I was planning on opening the 9th of June, but that's obviously not happening.  I think I will be open for business on the 23rd of June.  The only thing left is a bunch of inspections and some paint touch ups.  I will post pictures once it's all said and done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-8852540253454297697?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/8852540253454297697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=8852540253454297697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8852540253454297697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8852540253454297697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-8316186467107628264</id><published>2008-06-12T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:32:53.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More New Tracks</title><content type='html'>Drifter - Shawty Redd&lt;br /&gt;Put On (Remix) - Young Jeezy ft. Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;Lollipop (Remix) - Lil Wayne ft. Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;Throw the Water on 'em - Busta Rhymes&lt;br /&gt;G-Unit - I like the Way She Do It&lt;br /&gt;Girls Around the World - Lloyd ft. Lil Wayne&lt;br /&gt;G-Unit - Rider pt. 2&lt;br /&gt;PDA (we just don't care) - John Legend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-8316186467107628264?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/8316186467107628264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=8316186467107628264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8316186467107628264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8316186467107628264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-new-tracks.html' title='More New Tracks'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5947581315155969050</id><published>2008-02-17T23:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:50:16.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Blog</title><content type='html'>Saw &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/"&gt;this blog &lt;/a&gt;through a link on &lt;a href="http://www.daviddylanthomas.com/category/blog"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Both are great.  I am working on a list for things that Pakistanis like, we'll see how it evolves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-5947581315155969050?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5947581315155969050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5947581315155969050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5947581315155969050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5947581315155969050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-blog.html' title='Great Blog'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5082031370776861579</id><published>2008-02-09T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:32:03.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracklisting</title><content type='html'>Songs I'm listening to right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALEDANCE - Wale&lt;br /&gt;American Boy - Kanye West and Estelle&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest Girl (remix) - Wyclef, Akon, Lil Wayne&lt;br /&gt;They Know (remix) - Shawty Lo, Young Jeezy, Ludacris, Lil Wayne&lt;br /&gt;We Roll - Jim Jones, Pete Rock&lt;br /&gt;Down with the King - Run DMC&lt;br /&gt;Resurrection - Common&lt;br /&gt;What They Do - Roots&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Wee - Mark Ronson, Ghostface Killah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-5082031370776861579?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5082031370776861579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5082031370776861579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5082031370776861579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5082031370776861579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/02/tracklisting.html' title='Tracklisting'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-6591233200251783895</id><published>2008-02-09T19:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:57:55.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E*TRADE Banking Baby 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/gdfvWAp5GUw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/gdfvWAp5GUw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These two commercials are incredible.&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/19319343-6591233200251783895?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-4184240728278723617</id><published>2008-02-09T19:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:56:49.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E*TRADE Trading Baby 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/6vW9gUmooFg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/6vW9gUmooFg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/19319343-4184240728278723617?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/4184240728278723617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=4184240728278723617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4184240728278723617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4184240728278723617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2008/02/etrade-trading-baby-2008.html' title='E*TRADE Trading Baby 2008'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-7417954285164649622</id><published>2007-12-20T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T20:52:53.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/R2sb_TNYVwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3oEVXQMqrzM/s1600-h/erinomar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146237773503026946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/R2sb_TNYVwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3oEVXQMqrzM/s320/erinomar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2007 is coming to a close. What a year its been. I have changed jobs, decided to start my own practice, gained weight, completely modified my diet, got new eyes (Lasik), and travelled quite a bit. I have also been lucky to spend it with a wonderful girl (pictured with me).  I have also finally recieved bank approval and am still on pace to start the leasehold improvements and build out within a month.  Barring any unforseen hiccups, the practice should still be open by early/mid May.  I couldn't be more excited.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-7417954285164649622?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/7417954285164649622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=7417954285164649622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/7417954285164649622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/7417954285164649622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-year.html' title='What A Year'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/R2sb_TNYVwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3oEVXQMqrzM/s72-c/erinomar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5407950183378964644</id><published>2007-11-12T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:25:47.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Space, the Final Frontier</title><content type='html'>I signed a lease last week on my office space.  I am now leasing approxamately 1625 sq. ft. (contingent upon bank approval).  I am very excited but really won't feel fully comfortable until we start the build out.  Next step, bank loan approval, equipment list, and hopefully start the build out by the first of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-5407950183378964644?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5407950183378964644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5407950183378964644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5407950183378964644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5407950183378964644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/11/space-final-frontier.html' title='Space, the Final Frontier'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-4218427195788941933</id><published>2007-10-20T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:06:41.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best in Show</title><content type='html'>The best shows on tv are (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Office&lt;br /&gt;30 Rock&lt;br /&gt;Mad Men&lt;br /&gt;Always Sunny in Philadelphia&lt;br /&gt;Ninja Warrior&lt;br /&gt;Rob and Big&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-4218427195788941933?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/4218427195788941933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=4218427195788941933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4218427195788941933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4218427195788941933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-in-show.html' title='Best in Show'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-4720621342979302050</id><published>2007-10-20T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:03:48.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Charlotte, DC</title><content type='html'>I know I said I would write more but I really have been busy.  I was graciously flown to Portland, Oregon to visit the &lt;a href="http://www.a-dec.com/domestic.asp"&gt;A-dec &lt;/a&gt;factory and check out some of their equipment.  It was a lot of fun and I got to visit &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Hood"&gt;Mt. Hood &lt;/a&gt;and the &lt;a href="http://www.timberlinelodge.com/"&gt;timberline resort &lt;/a&gt;(the outside was used as the hotel in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081505/"&gt;'The Shining'&lt;/a&gt;).  This weekend I am off to Charlotte, North Carolina to visit the &lt;a href="http://www.pelton.net/"&gt;Pelton Crane &lt;/a&gt;factory, and next week off to DC for a &lt;a href="http://www.docseducation.com/docs/home.asp"&gt;course on sedation&lt;/a&gt;.  Mom is heading to Pakistan for a month.  I'm sure she will see the Admiral, Baji, LB, and the whole gang out there.  She is splitting her time between Islamabad and Lahore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-4720621342979302050?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/4720621342979302050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=4720621342979302050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4720621342979302050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/4720621342979302050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/10/mt-charlotte-dc.html' title='Mt. Charlotte, DC'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5701307251849433914</id><published>2007-09-21T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T19:23:43.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice makes perfect!</title><content type='html'>I know, its been 4 months since I last posted.  I have a new job in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_Vernon,_Indiana"&gt;Small Town, USA&lt;/a&gt;.  It pays a lot better than my last job and I only work three days a week!  The other two days are spent working on getting my own practice set up.  Yep, you heard right, I'm opening my own practice.  It will be in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prospect,_Kentucky"&gt;Prospect, Kentucky&lt;/a&gt; and I can not wait.  I am told that it could be as early as four months away but I feel like it might be closer to nine.  I haven't signed the lease yet but we have a floorplan that has been approved by the building people.  &lt;a href="http://benmardevelopment.com/properties.php"&gt;This is a picture &lt;/a&gt;of the proffesional office building that my practice will be in.  I will put a picture of the floor plan up as soon as I know that everything is a go with the build out.  I couldn't be more excited and stressed out at the same time.  The office will be completely state of the art and of course will provide the highest quality of denistry in all the land.  42" plasma in the reception room.  Coffee, tea, and water for patients.  TV's with cable and dvd player in every operatory.  Digital x-rays (1/8 the radiation exposure of traditional x-rays).  Intraoral camera so you can see a picture of everything in your mouth whether you like it or not.  Satellite radio streaming throught the office, no more lite music from the radio with all the talk, now you get lite music with no interruption, haha.  More details to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-5701307251849433914?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5701307251849433914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5701307251849433914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5701307251849433914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5701307251849433914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/09/practice-makes-perfect.html' title='Practice makes perfect!'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-2191363885606835109</id><published>2007-05-13T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:29:35.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/Rke7ZFu3onI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NxmzDXzEksA/s1600-h/Turkey+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/Rke7ZFu3onI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NxmzDXzEksA/s320/Turkey+248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064222345711297138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/Rke7F1u3omI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gkKhOk7rzrw/s1600-h/Turkey+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/Rke7F1u3omI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gkKhOk7rzrw/s320/Turkey+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064222014998815330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/Rke6zFu3olI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CyRtlL80AvU/s1600-h/Turkey+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/Rke6zFu3olI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CyRtlL80AvU/s320/Turkey+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064221692876268114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-2191363885606835109?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/2191363885606835109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=2191363885606835109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2191363885606835109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2191363885606835109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/05/turkey-pictures.html' title='Turkey Pictures'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Yf0VVrTKEk/Rke7ZFu3onI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NxmzDXzEksA/s72-c/Turkey+248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-2369448450005359564</id><published>2007-05-13T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:18:17.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Parents, Tough Kid</title><content type='html'>You have to watch &lt;a href="http://emuse.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/20864"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  Looking for a new job these days.  Just trying to buy a little time and make a little money until I can get my own practice started.  I have to find a place where I want to open my practice first, the problem is, I have no idea where.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-2369448450005359564?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/2369448450005359564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=2369448450005359564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2369448450005359564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2369448450005359564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/05/crazy-parents-tough-kid.html' title='Crazy Parents, Tough Kid'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-5505808370442056327</id><published>2007-03-17T13:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:25:34.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years and 3 months old Sunwoo Ban solves the Rubik's Cube</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/uSe1Ad2lE9c' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/uSe1Ad2lE9c'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For everyone that thinks their child is so smart, back to the drawing board.&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/19319343-5505808370442056327?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/5505808370442056327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=5505808370442056327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5505808370442056327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/5505808370442056327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/03/5-years-and-3-months-old-sunwoo-ban.html' title='5 years and 3 months old Sunwoo Ban solves the Rubik&amp;#39;s Cube'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-2023050406818553836</id><published>2007-03-17T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:13:56.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja Warrior</title><content type='html'>I am obsessed with the show &lt;a href="http://www.g4tv.com/ninjawarrior/index.html"&gt;Ninja Warrior&lt;/a&gt;.  If you haven't watched it, you need to.  I think my favorite is either Makato Nagano, Bunpei Shinatori, or Shunsuke Nagasaki.  I have been watching the show for a couple of years now, but have only recently began scheduling daily chores around it.  Me and oz are thinking of building a ninja warrior course  (or partial course at least).  Baby bro is in Turkey with my camera, once he gets back I will post some pics of my car, his Turkey trip, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-2023050406818553836?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/2023050406818553836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=2023050406818553836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2023050406818553836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2023050406818553836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/03/ninja-warrior.html' title='Ninja Warrior'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-1696736290076378903</id><published>2007-03-09T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T09:55:17.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maintenance</title><content type='html'>I don't understand why apartment complex managers feel that a guy with a pony tail, numerous forearm tattoos and a toothpick hanging out of his mouth is the ultimate authority on plumbing, electrical work, painting, and small general contracting jobs.  I mean, just because you own a plunger, some draino, and a pipe wrench doesn't mean anything.  Oh, you have a pair of jeans with white paint stains, you must be the paint guru of the metro area.  Wow, is that a philips head screwdriver, and a flathead!  Watch out folks, this guy must have trained under &lt;a href="http://www.thisoldhouse.com/toh/tvprograms/currenthp/bios/article/0,16528,420219,00.html"&gt;Tom Silva.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the apartment below us has water leaking.  The management keeps sending this crack team of analysts over to 'fix' the problem.  Just like they fixed oz's shower....three times.  I shouldn't complain, they are prompt in addressing any problems we have had in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-1696736290076378903?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/1696736290076378903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=1696736290076378903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/1696736290076378903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/1696736290076378903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/03/maintenance.html' title='Maintenance'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-9086554307241325701</id><published>2007-02-18T22:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T22:05:33.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ka-ra-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/qsEZ2lpM0Yw' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/qsEZ2lpM0Yw'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shouldn't laugh at this but he acts so hard by nodding at the camera before doing his thing.&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/19319343-9086554307241325701?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/9086554307241325701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=9086554307241325701&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/9086554307241325701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/9086554307241325701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/02/ka-ra-te.html' title='Ka-ra-te'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-8040164266028989403</id><published>2007-02-16T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:28:13.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Long</title><content type='html'>Holla at your boy, I'm back.  I've been working hard (hardly working, just ask Oz) for six point five months.  Got a new ride about two weeks ago!  I'm pimpin' the 2005 Nissan Pathfinder, Black.  Got it with 22k miles on it.  Now I just have to wait a little before I start making it look mean.  22's, chrome billet grill, 4 inch lift.  I have to take some pictures after I wash it, but here is a &lt;a href="http://www.automobilemag.com/classifieds/14/2005/nissan/pathfinder/se/florida/miami/12833596/2/index.html"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt; off the web.  I have officially restarted my diet today.  No more Nascar combo's from Rally's.  No more spicy chicken from Wendy's.  No more drinking 12 oz. bags of M&amp;M's.  I have heard about a few new healthy ideas.  I heard someone talking about jogging (it might be pronounced yogging...with a silent J).  Also, I have been told that fruit and more water can be good for you, I'll give it a try.  Does anyone besides Oz remember the Simpson's episode where Homer passes the Gym and goes "Gym (pronounce the g as in great, then eye and add an M), whats a gym?".  He then walks in and sees everyone working out and stuff and says "Ohhh, a Gym!(still pronouncing it incorrectly)".  Its probably one of the funniest lines i have ever heard on that show.  I think it might be the episode when he climbs the mountain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-8040164266028989403?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/8040164266028989403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=8040164266028989403&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8040164266028989403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/8040164266028989403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2007/02/too-long.html' title='Too Long'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-2612028644153379170</id><published>2006-11-20T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:17:28.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>I started blogging about this time last year.   I know I have slacked dramatically the last five months but everything has been crazy.  New job, new apartment, an income, and all the stresses of the real world.  Things are finally starting to settle down a little and so I think its probably time I start writing regularly again.  Recently watched Babel and Casino Royale, both were very good.  Oz just got me a &lt;a href="http://www.imaging-resource.com/PRODS/T10/T10A.HTM"&gt;digital camera &lt;/a&gt;(black) for my birthday and I am way too excited to continue writing.  Time for me to play with my new toy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-2612028644153379170?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/2612028644153379170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=2612028644153379170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2612028644153379170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/2612028644153379170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/11/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-115542541702183859</id><published>2006-08-12T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:30:17.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow going</title><content type='html'>I have moved, but my brother is dragging his feet a little, and rightfully so.  I started work a couple of weeks ago and it is going great.  Once Oz gets moved and settled in, the place will look a lot better.  I am starting to get in more of a routine.  My next goal is to start updating more frequently and to insert myself into a few professional and social circles.  I am guessing that oz will be moved in about a week and a half, dsl should be active soon after.  I didn't expect this life transition to take this long, but i'm certainly okay with it.  Over the last 18 months I have learned to sit back,  relax and just take everything in.  More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-115542541702183859?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/115542541702183859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=115542541702183859&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115542541702183859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115542541702183859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/08/slow-going.html' title='Slow going'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-115327396184538279</id><published>2006-07-18T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:52:41.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>It has been too long since I last posted. I have been living a very odd existence for the last three weeks. I moved out of my old apartment on the 28th of June. I couldn't find a nice apartment until recently so I have been living at home with Mom since last we spoke. I finally found a nice apartment and will be signing the lease tomorrow and moving in on Thursday. I made a makeshift closet in the garage from dowel rods, hooks, and old lumber laying around since my college days. It actually looks pretty good. All of my worldly belongings are also in the garage melting away as we speak. I walked in the garaged today and my couch was sweating! I have been sleeping on a twin size bed which has been causing me to wake up with a stiff and sore back everyday. Good times. My mom still lives a simple life therefore we don't have the luxuries that most people living in the 21st century are accustomed to. I have been using Mom's dial-up internet to check my e-mail and naturally we don't have cable either, so it's pretty boring. Our DVD player has been acting up, so yesterday I watched Braveheart on VHS. I hate living in transition. I am transitioning into a new job (in contract negotiations as we speak), new apartment, new gym, new friends, new haircut (the mid-length gentleman's cut aka the Senator's cut just doesn't suit me, I'm going back to the buzz. It will definitely show my thinning spots, but I would rather that than cover them up.) I hate the fact that I haven't been able to work out. At least I have been playing tennis and/or running on a daily basis. Well, I will update/complain more when I am finally settled in my new place, sleeping on my full size bed, surfing the internet via cable modem, and watching PBS with 200 stations on standby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-115327396184538279?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/115327396184538279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=115327396184538279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115327396184538279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115327396184538279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/07/transition.html' title='Transition'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-115092367415288739</id><published>2006-06-21T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:01:14.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of an Era</title><content type='html'>I put some pictures of the graduation party up but my computer has been acting weird and it won't let me load the graduation and wedding pictures.  As soon as I can figure it out, they will be posted.  I am moving on Sunday (wipes single tear from cheek).  I have lived in this apartment for four years!  This is the longest I have lived anywhere apart from the apartment complex that I grew up in.  It is very sad when you have to leave a place that you have spent such a significant part of your life in.  It just wouldn't be the same without school or my friends anyway.  BG has already started his program at UCLA, JB is back in Wisconsin, JC is still looking in Seattle, MJ is looking in South Carolina and Oregon, and others are spread out from Arizona to Florida.  I suppose for the near future I will head back to Louisville.  I'm still not sure exactly what I want, but a nice opportunity is available back in the Ville.  The next time I write will be from a new apartment in a new place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-115092367415288739?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/115092367415288739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=115092367415288739&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115092367415288739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115092367415288739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/06/end-of-era.html' title='End of an Era'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-115007077135294483</id><published>2006-06-11T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T20:06:11.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/Spring%20break%20and%20Party%20087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/320/Spring%20break%20and%20Party%20087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slow and MP at the grad party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/Spring%20break%20and%20Party%20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/320/Spring%20break%20and%20Party%20093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suma, JB, Slow, JC, BG, Wes, and Chad at the graduation party&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-115007077135294483?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/115007077135294483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=115007077135294483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115007077135294483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115007077135294483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/06/party.html' title='Party'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-115007029619005861</id><published>2006-06-11T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:58:17.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been a month since I last posted, but I am back.  I never really left, just convinced myself that I had more important things to do other than post.  I am now Dr. Slowmar, but I insist that you still call me Slowmar, or just Slow.  I will be taking my Jurisprudence exam in two weeks and that will be the last hurdle before I am given my license to kill/practice dentistry in Indiana.  I will also take the Jurisprudence exam for Kentucky as well within the next couple of months.  I went to BG's wedding in Santa Barbara last month and it was a great time (he honeymooned in Thailand, Maldives and briefly in Singapore).  I also went to Chicago for Memorial Day weekend and have spent quite a few days in Louisville as well.  I am in the process of packing everything in my apartment for the move.  Where am I moving you ask?  I have no idea.  My lease expires on June 30th and I have submitted my move out day as the 28th.  I'm sure I will decide in the next couple of weeks where to move.  I have narrowed it down to Indianapolis and L.A. (Louiville Area).  I am still very confused and conflicted with what to do both personally and professionally.  I won't bore anyone with that mess though.  I will finally be posting some pictures from the graduation party (April 22), graduation (May 14) and BG's wedding (May 20th).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-115007029619005861?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/115007029619005861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=115007029619005861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115007029619005861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/115007029619005861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114703803759869156</id><published>2006-05-07T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T17:40:37.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/viewfromvilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/400/viewfromvilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another view from our Villa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/villadeblasepool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/400/villadeblasepool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our pool and view from the pool area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/marina.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/400/marina.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marina during early morning. Really nice view of Pedgral, our place was on the left side of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/bigmarlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/400/bigmarlin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not ours, but impressive, 14 feet, 820 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/stillfighting.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/400/stillfighting.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wes fighting a marlin, lost it about 40 feet from boat. That's Luis (our captain) helping&lt;br /&gt;Wes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114703803759869156?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114703803759869156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114703803759869156&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114703803759869156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114703803759869156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/05/pictures_07.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114703673391813469</id><published>2006-05-07T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T17:18:53.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><content type='html'>Well, all my requirements are complete.  I will turn in my school mailbox key on monday as well as my computer.  Apparently they have to delete eveything from my computer and then reinstall any operating system and software that I provide.  Although I am essentially done, I would guess that by wednesday the paperwork will be official and I will be cleared to graduate.  A week from today I will be graduating.  The school will have my computer for the next few days and I will be busy cleaning and preparing for graduation.  I will then be retaking the operative portion of my board exam on the 19th and then head to Santa Barbara for BG's wedding.  That being said, this will probably be my last post for a couple of weeks.  I am putting up some pictures from Cabo but will put more up when they get sent to me.  I am still waiting for my graduation party pictures and hopefully I will have some Santa Barbara pics as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114703673391813469?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114703673391813469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114703673391813469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114703673391813469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114703673391813469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/05/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114671641873047740</id><published>2006-05-03T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:20:18.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Villa de Blase</title><content type='html'>I got back from Cabo monday night and I'm finally rested up and back to normal.  The Golden Dome was rented so we stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.suncabo.com/Cabo_San_Lucas/Villa_de_Blase.asp"&gt;Villa de Blase &lt;/a&gt;in Pedregal.  I don't have a digital camera yet but once I get pictures from all the guys I will post some.  I will also put pictures from my graduation party up when I get them from my friends.  &lt;a href="http://www.pedregal.com"&gt;Pedregal&lt;/a&gt; is really nice, it's considered the Beverly Hills of Cabo.  It is a completely private community of Villas and mansions.  Apparently Madonna has a place there, as well as Stallone, Micheal Jackson, and Steven Segal.  I don't really know if Steven Segal having a place is a selling point but oh well.  I went deep sea fishing for striped marlin and tuna on friday.  We got some box lunches and breakfast from a neat little shop on the marina called &lt;a href="http://www.senorsweets.com"&gt;Senor Sweets&lt;/a&gt;.  Fishing was great except that I got sea sick three times.  This was certainly better one of my buddies that got sick nine times!  We hooked one marlin but it broke the line about 40 feet from the boat and got away.  We spent a lot of time on the &lt;a href="http://www.nikkibeach.com/main.asp?location=Los-Cabos"&gt;beach&lt;/a&gt; as well.  Also, at a place further down the beach called &lt;a href="http://loscabosguide.com/theoffice/index.html"&gt;the Office&lt;/a&gt;.  At night we hit some of the usual spots: &lt;a href="http://www.cabowabo.com"&gt;Cabo Wabo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.elsquidroe.com"&gt;El Squid Roe&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.loscabosguide.com/events/loungebarpassion.htm"&gt;Passions&lt;/a&gt;.  I had a ton of fun on Saturday during the day when we all went &lt;a href="http://www.loscabosguide.com/bajasmotorent/index.html"&gt;ATV&lt;/a&gt; riding.  Sunday night was a great dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.nicksan.com"&gt;Nick San&lt;/a&gt; sushi restaraunt.  It was all really fun, but ridiculously expensive.  The only cheap thing was lunch every day from this cool little place called La Guardinas which had 1.50 fish tacos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114671641873047740?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114671641873047740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114671641873047740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114671641873047740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114671641873047740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/05/villa-de-blase.html' title='Villa de Blase'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114609942031277243</id><published>2006-04-26T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:57:00.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Party</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we had our graduation party at the &lt;a href="http://www.indianahistory.org/rentals/hall.html"&gt;Indiana Historical Society&lt;/a&gt;.  It was a lot nicer than I expected.  I didn't recognize half of the people there since they weren't in scrubs.  Dinner was nice, the slideshow was excellent, and less people than I thought annoyed me.  After dinner and the slideshow the event moved downstairs to the &lt;a href="http://www.indianahistory.org/rentals/plaza.html"&gt;canal&lt;/a&gt;.  I had a really good time.  I wore my tux, but had to wear a straight tie because I still can't tie a bow tie.  I will put a couple of pictures up when I get some.  Graduation is now only two and a half weeks away.  I can't believe who they are letting get doctoral degrees these days (case in point, me).  I still have two small requirements left to complete.  One next tuesday morning and one next friday afternoon.  After that I should be officially cleared for graduation (barring any unforeseen hitches).  I will also soon have to start the arduous process of cleaning my apartment in anticipation of the family's arrival for graduation weekend.  Graduation for me is completing my requirements, getting my liscense, and finding a job.  I suppose the formal ceremony is more for the family.  Well I better start the clean-up process now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114609942031277243?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114609942031277243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114609942031277243&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114609942031277243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114609942031277243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/04/graduation-party.html' title='Graduation Party'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114521030170956222</id><published>2006-04-16T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T13:58:21.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indiana Weather</title><content type='html'>The weekend was pretty laid back.  I went to a get together at somone's place on Friday with BG.  She had a chocolate fountain there!  Everyone was quietly standing around socializing, and then we walked in.  I made my way straight to the food which was at this point still untouched.  My lack of manners apparently started a chain reaction and everyone began eating soon afterwards.  The quiet gathering once again turned into the Slow and BG comedy hour once we started our routine (witty banter feeding off of each others comments).  It was a pretty good time except the crazy weather we encountered on our drive up there.  The rain was coming upwards!  It hailed for about 20 minutes and at one point in time we were the only car on the road (everyone else was pulled into a gas station or under an overpass).  Thank goodness we were in the &lt;a href="http://www.automart.com/vehicledetail/adid-33973590/1995/ford/bronco/el-cajon/ca"&gt;Green Dragon &lt;/a&gt;and not in &lt;a href="http://www.theautochannel.com/media/photos/nissan/1997/97_nissan_sentra.jpg"&gt;Sunny&lt;/a&gt;.  Saturday was a lazy day of TV watching and so far sunday has been much of the same.  Four weeks of school left, crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114521030170956222?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114521030170956222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114521030170956222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114521030170956222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114521030170956222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/04/indiana-weather.html' title='Indiana Weather'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114481070864644619</id><published>2006-04-11T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:58:28.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Gunnar</title><content type='html'>Congratulations again to LB and Gunnar!  The weekend was a fun and hectic time for all.  It was good to see all the fam and meet new friends.  LB's old boss talked to me for at least an hour on Saturday and sought me ought at least twice at the wedding.  Uncle Jerry loves Oz solely because he was familiar with the &lt;a href="http://www.masspike.com/bigdig/index.html"&gt;Big Dig&lt;/a&gt;.  I bro'd out with LB's co-worker's husband (i'll refer to him as the Greek).  It was a good time.  Baby bro forwarded me an article written about his article.  Apparently the IDS has never run an op/ed on the front page of its newspaper and so they printed a &lt;a href="http://www.idsnews.com/news/story.php?adid=search&amp;id=34324"&gt;follow-up &lt;/a&gt;as to why they chose to do so in the first place.  I was also forwarded this &lt;a href="http://www.idsnews.com/news/story.php?adid=search&amp;id=34845"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; that proves baby bro is a fob and cares way too much about his hair.  Before you go and think that the IDS is a paper run by all of baby bro's friends, here is a little info.  It is one of the nations largest student newspapers, it is almost entirely student run, published daily, and it is financially self-sustaining.  Well, fat boy has to lose 10 more pounds before the end of the month.  Must drop bag of potato chips clinched in right hand...must stop eating double cheeseburgers at every eatery in greater indianapolis...must run more...must stop ordering off the menu at Bourbon Street...too late (opens mouth, inserts handful of mesquite bbq chips).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114481070864644619?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114481070864644619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114481070864644619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114481070864644619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114481070864644619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-and-mrs-gunnar.html' title='Mr. and Mrs. Gunnar'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114426129547400133</id><published>2006-04-05T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T14:21:35.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Dentist</title><content type='html'>I just read &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060405/ap_on_sc/prehistoric_dentistry"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; today and found it really interesting.  Maybe I was desitined to become a dentist.  Maybe I am even a descendant of this early Pakistani dentist (even though he/she was from Balochistan and not the Punjab).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114426129547400133?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114426129547400133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114426129547400133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114426129547400133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114426129547400133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-dentist.html' title='First Dentist'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114425846485708260</id><published>2006-04-05T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T13:55:31.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Four</title><content type='html'>Indianapolis was packed this last weekend. The &lt;a href="http://www.ncaasports.com/"&gt;NCAA&lt;/a&gt; Final Four took place downtown and it was pretty cool. I went out with a bunch of friends on Friday and every place downtown had a line about 50 people deep to get in.  It was nice to see downtown so alive.  Usually the only place with a line downtown is &lt;a href="http://www.cafeindy.com/"&gt;Have A Nice Day Cafe&lt;/a&gt;, affectionately referred to as the HAND (if you are a female you will find more than one on your backside during the course of an evening).  Lines are generally reserved for Broadripple (college bars and clubs).  Anyway, on Saturday we went to &lt;a href="http://www.jillians.com/"&gt;Jillians&lt;/a&gt; and watched the semifinal games on any one of the twenty big screens downstairs.  The line was too long initially to get in so we had to settle for watching the first half of the Florida game in a giant tent that was set up next door.  This quickly became a nuisance because it was cold outside and I was tired of seeing drunk 21 year old girls with flip flops falling on their rears.  I noticed also that all of my friends are ex college athletes.  I wish I would have gone to a smaller school and played college sports (I had Division II and III offers for baseball and football&lt;---tooting own horn!).  BG played volleyball at UCLA, JB and JC were swimmers at Luther College, and JP played football at Wyoming.  I played intramural Euchere at IU, just not the same.  After UCLA won, BG was determined to get tickets for the championship game.  He came through and we were able to go to the Championship on Monday night.  Florida fans outnumbered UCLA fans at least 3 to 1.  It was a boring game but still fun to be there and experience it all.  Last night I ate a Bourbon Street Burger (with cajun spices) at my favorite &lt;a href="http://www.bourbonstreetdistillery.com/"&gt;hangout&lt;/a&gt;.  I am now fatter and more unhealthy, but certainly more content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114425846485708260?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114425846485708260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114425846485708260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114425846485708260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114425846485708260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/04/final-four.html' title='Final Four'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114368780935463988</id><published>2006-03-29T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:03:29.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parkour</title><content type='html'>So my latest obsession is with this style of street 'jumping' called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parkour"&gt;Parkour&lt;/a&gt;.  I remember it was featured on a Nike commercial some time ago and that it was of french origin.  I have been looking up tons of clips and recently came across a movie on a &lt;a href="http://www.daviddylanthomas.com/blog/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.  The movie is called &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5410910915553146691&amp;q=david+belle&amp;amp;pl=true"&gt;Banlieue 13 (District 13)&lt;/a&gt;.  Anyway, I think that this &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1996675427048738448&amp;q=david+belle&amp;amp;pl=true"&gt;parkour&lt;/a&gt; stuff is amazing and just wanted to share it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114368780935463988?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114368780935463988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114368780935463988&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114368780935463988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114368780935463988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/03/parkour.html' title='Parkour'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114343525172367016</id><published>2006-03-26T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:54:11.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpsons</title><content type='html'>I just came across &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2231271827736577327"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; earlier today and had to share with those who hadn't seen it yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114343525172367016?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114343525172367016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114343525172367016&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114343525172367016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114343525172367016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/03/simpsons.html' title='Simpsons'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114343359959700519</id><published>2006-03-26T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:26:39.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>I am not a hardcore blogger but I have gotten very used to writing poorly on the events that take place in my life.  I don't really know what I've been doing that has kept me so busy.  I don't think that I have really been doing anything.  I think that I am just very scared and unsure of what will happen in my life the next couple of months.  I am still waiting for a sign from above to tell me what to do, still nothing.  I guess I will keep waiting and praying.  I do believe that everything happens for a reason and as long as I continue to believe that, everything will be okay.  My fridge is bare again, more so than last time!  Seven weeks of school left!  &lt;a href="http://www.suncabo.com/Cabo_San_Lucas/Villa_Del_Oro.asp"&gt;Cabo &lt;/a&gt;awaits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114343359959700519?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114343359959700519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114343359959700519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114343359959700519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114343359959700519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/03/two-weeks.html' title='Two Weeks'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114212861286203983</id><published>2006-03-11T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:56:52.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Virus v. Bacteria</title><content type='html'>I have been a little sick as of late.  I was fine until thursday morning.  I went to &lt;a href="http://www.cafepatachou.com/"&gt;Patachou&lt;/a&gt; for breakfast/brunch and immediately after started feeling nauseous.  I have heard that a few people in my class had a stomach virus, but I don't feel that it is viral because I fought it off in a couple of days.  I suppose is could be bacterial, but I think I might have overexerted myself this week.  I worked out a lot this week, played ball monday and wednesday, volleyball on thursday, and really didn't eat a lot.  I didn't sleep much and I think my body is just a little upset at me, nothing a &lt;a href="http://express.bloomington.com/specialsnew.html"&gt;Big Ten from Pizza Express &lt;/a&gt;won't clear up.  Only a half week in clinic this next week and then I will head home for a few days to hang with the fam.  BG left for Mexico this morning, JC is studying for Step 2, so I will probably head to JB's and play Halo on Xbox live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114212861286203983?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114212861286203983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114212861286203983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114212861286203983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114212861286203983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/03/virus-v-bacteria.html' title='Virus v. Bacteria'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114178986877440609</id><published>2006-03-07T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:51:08.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Clip!</title><content type='html'>Never mind that I feel that high school football is microcosm of everything that is wrong with America.  Never mind that parents love to force their children to play sports and live vicariously through them.  Never mind that golf, soccer, and tennis will always be sports that the rich and bratty will excel in.  &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-818944862742874918&amp;q=autistic"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is what makes sports great.  It warms my heart everytime I watch it.  Note the jubilation of his teammates and the fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114178986877440609?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114178986877440609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114178986877440609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114178986877440609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114178986877440609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/03/great-clip.html' title='Great Clip!'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114178105595165072</id><published>2006-03-07T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:24:15.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Critical Deficiency</title><content type='html'>Well, I have finally regrouped after this weekend.  I took my licensing exam this weekend and I did not pass one part of it.  I was really upset on Saturday during the day, but after some words of encouragement from my family, friends, and almost everyone in my class, I feel a lot better.  I know everyone in my class but am only close to a handful of them.  After hearing what happenned to me on Saturday, the support and concern that has been expressed by almost everyone I have talked to has been surreal.  Without going into details that non denties (as my med school friends like to call us) wouldn't understand, I got screwed over by a classmate.  After I got screwed, I couldn't pull it together and perform at the level necessary to pass.  The examiners decided that I had a critical deficiency in one of my cavity preparations (greater than 2mm from ideal) and I failed that one portion of my exam and will have to retake it in either late April or mid-May.  No big deal, I hadn't planned on practicing until July anyway.  I am very disappointed because not only did this person screw me over, but the way they decided to tell me was extremely unprofessional, tactless, and lacked the class I would expect from a fellow student.  Anyway, like Oz said, "you can't control the situation, but you can control the way to react to it".  So I am moving on and making the most of the cards I have been dealt.  In all honesty I have had a relatively easy last couple of years.  I haven't really encountered any obstacles or tough times.  I suppose this is just another test that I have to prepare for and work harder to overcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114178105595165072?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114178105595165072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114178105595165072&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114178105595165072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114178105595165072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/03/critical-deficiency.html' title='Critical Deficiency'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114127380344553786</id><published>2006-03-01T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:30:03.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Early Man</title><content type='html'>I don't have cable, a home phone, and I steal wireless from someone in my building.  So with my rabbit ears I only get about 6 channels, one being &lt;a href="http://www.mtv2.com"&gt;mtv2&lt;/a&gt;.  I am obsessed with this channel.  It has tons of videos and the shows on here are hilarious.  The two shows that I watch the most are &lt;a href="http://www.mtv2.com/#series/14467"&gt;Team Sanchez &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.mtv2.com/#series/11222"&gt;Wildboyz&lt;/a&gt;.  The fact that I love the sophmoric humor in these shows just proves that I am the most adolescent of my brothers and probably always will be.  Another site that I happened upon by watching a commercial on mtv2 was &lt;a href="http://www.gamekillers.com"&gt;gamekillers&lt;/a&gt;.  This site had me and oz laughing for quite a while.  I am currently or have struggled against all of these characters.  I'm hesitant to comment on which one or combination of these gamekillers I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114127380344553786?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114127380344553786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114127380344553786&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114127380344553786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114127380344553786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/03/early-man.html' title='The Early Man'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114117589037865040</id><published>2006-02-28T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:17:59.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/omarozozair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/320/omarozozair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apartment is now clean, fridge is full (with water, juice, and condiments), clothes are folded and put away, and patients are in line for boards. My life has some relative order restored to it. I can't wait until Saturday is over with. I just got the official e-mail from BG's best man regarding the 'gathering' in Cabo. Among those invited are Will Forte (from SNL, BG's fraternity brother from UCLA), Taylor (UCLA volleyball buddy and former AVP player), Argent (Head of Marketing, Red Bull USA), JC, JB, myself (dental school friends), and a number of others that will make this trip a great time. One of the names on the list was a gentlemen by the name of Beavers. Beavers lives in Indy now but is from North Carolina originally. He is known in every pub in indy with a capacity of under 50 people. He has two personal cab drivers, Uncle Tom and Eddie! I have employed the services of Uncle Tom numerous times, but honestly, who has two cabbies? Here is my favorite picture of Oz, baby bro, and myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114117589037865040?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114117589037865040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114117589037865040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114117589037865040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114117589037865040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/cabo.html' title='Cabo!'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114081836133689043</id><published>2006-02-24T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:59:21.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't see too well, is that Bill Shakespeare over there!</title><content type='html'>Baby bro wrote an &lt;a href="http://www.idsnews.com/news/story.php?id=34261&amp;adid=news"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; for the IDS, IU's newspaper, not bad brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114081836133689043?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114081836133689043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114081836133689043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114081836133689043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114081836133689043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dont-see-too-well-is-that-bill.html' title='I don&apos;t see too well, is that Bill Shakespeare over there!'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114074266517465763</id><published>2006-02-23T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T19:57:45.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>State house was pretty lame.  Nice building, which is to be expected, but nothing special.  I checked my school mailbox and found a nice surprise.  I made the Dean's list this semester.  I actually got a 4.0!  I will be expecting another envelope stating that the school made a mistake any day now.  It's a nice feeling to say that I made it.  I have never been a great student nor pretended to be one, but I have matured a little and worked very hard this year.  I know both of my brothers are way more mature than me but I just don't feel like growing up.  I like partying like a rock star on the weekends!  Anyway, I had better finish cleaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114074266517465763?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114074266517465763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114074266517465763&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114074266517465763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114074266517465763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114066330455477184</id><published>2006-02-22T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:55:04.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>I have to go to the Statehouse tomorrow to meet with legislators.  What the heck am I going to talk about?  This reminds me of a story from my freshman year of undergrad.  I was 17 years old and decided to declare Biochemistry as my major.  I was then instructed to meet with a faculty member within the department who would serve as my advisor during my undergrad career.  I went to his office and it was all downhill from there.  He had more books and binders (with course numbers like C700, C825) than I had ever seen or will see in my life.  He began talking about biology, chemistry, blah, blah, blah.  All I could think about was waffles and coke for breakfast.  I nodded politely and daydreamed for a while.  As the meeting drew to a close we walked down the halls of the chemistry building.  We stopped at a display on the wall where he began talking about this protein strain that he developed and how he presented it at a symposium in Chicago.  After a few minutes of rambling he turned to me anticipating a well thought out question or remark on this matter.  I stood there completely dumbfounded with a perplexed look on my face.  I opened my mouth and all that came out was the word 'Cool'.  He shook my hand, I left the building, walked to the academic affairs office and promptly changed my major to Biology.  The point of the story is that I'm an idiot and if put in a situation I know nothing about (biochem, state legislation) I will resort to fragmented sentences and high school diction.  Sweet law!  I'm totally amped about being here Senator!  That speech you gave was of the chains!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114066330455477184?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114066330455477184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114066330455477184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114066330455477184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114066330455477184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114066087509571903</id><published>2006-02-22T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:14:35.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naptown Ballers</title><content type='html'>This week has been insanely busy.  The next two weeks don't look any better.  I am trying to get all my patients in order for boards next Saturday.  Baby bro has a small cavity that is ideal for the boards so I get to save the 75 bribe that I would have ordinarily paid to my patient.  Let me just give you an idea of what I've had to pay (Oz, stop reading, I'm about to get quanitative).  I had to fork over 1600 for the NERB exam (three parts, the clinical portion being the one on March 4th).  Three hundo for my assistant to sit and help, 75 for my other filling patient, and 50 for my perio patient.  That's right, two g's for this exam total.  Now, god forbid I fail or one of my patients doesn't show up (hence the bribe), I fork out another 700 for the retake at Ohio State.  On top of that I would have to pay an assistant again, three patients, lodging (for everyone) and food for the group.  I hope I pass.  Also, I am still trying to finish up my grad requirements.  I played basketball tonight and we got trounced by the 'Naptown Ballers'.  They had a fellow by the name of 'Gambles' who during warm-ups stood beneath the rim, pump faked twice, proceeded to jump straight in the air and dunk two handed.  We have a fellow by the name of 'Slowmar' who with a full court running start, 30 minutes of stretching, 2 days worth of ice on the shins, gets excited when he can grab the rim with one hand.  I felt really old.  It probably didn't help that I had high tops with velcro, two knee braces, rec specs, and shorts exposing 4 inches of thigh (not really, but I might as well have).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114066087509571903?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114066087509571903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114066087509571903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114066087509571903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114066087509571903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/naptown-ballers.html' title='Naptown Ballers'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-114040583834888071</id><published>2006-02-19T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:25:08.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>I had a relatively uneventful week and weekend. I am starting to stress out a little (okay, a lot) about the clinical portion of my licensing exam. I still need to find a couple of patients before March 4th. I drove down south early Saturday for a short weekend with the family. Saturday night I stopped by to visit the cardiologist, the fellow storyteller, the admiral, and the writer with an infectious laugh. Within two minutes of the conversation starting, the writer commented on how my hair was thinning just like my dad, pretty funny (and unfortunately true). The cardiologist was busy watching the heating repair man sit in his truck and talk on the phone, all the while commenting on how he's been sitting out there for seven minutes and he should be in the house fixing the upstairs heat. Storyteller then told us about the time LB's dorm room was so cold that she couldn't type her papers and needed to buy a space heater for her room. Oh, storyteller also commented that I look just like i do on my blog. I was very surprised that she saw my blog. The fact that she knows what a blog is and how to check one makes her exponentially more computer savvy than my mom. Although she did lose a little street cred when she said that the sound wasn't working on the computer. At first I thought I might have to reinstall a sound card or check the drivers. Upon further examination I saw that the volume was on mute. Case solved. I also watched the third season of &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/larrydavid/"&gt;Curb Your Enthusiasm&lt;/a&gt;, I really liked it and will have to rent all the available seasons when I have time. I played basketball thursday night and we beat the third years. Soccer tonight and another victory. Good to be back on the winning track. I just checked my schedule and I only have 12 more weeks of school. It will be a very busy three months though. Boards on March 3rd. Gathering in Nashville on March 11th. BG informed me that my presence is requested in Cabo for the weekend of April 29th. Class graduation party on April 22nd. LB's weekend on April 9th. Graduation May 14th, BG's wedding in Santa Barbara on May 20th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-114040583834888071?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/114040583834888071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=114040583834888071&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114040583834888071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/114040583834888071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113971425759381034</id><published>2006-02-11T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T22:17:37.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5280 Feet</title><content type='html'>I did do laundry, didn't grocery shop, and read one journal.  I also watched 'The Green Mile' on TV tonight.  Apparently it is really dusty in my apartment and this was irritating my contacts lenses because my eyes were watering occasionally during the movie.  I don't think my apartment is as dusty as the movie theatre that I watched 'Forrest Gump' in (especially the part where he is standing by the tree talking to Jenny's grave and pauses and says "he's so smart", I pretty much lose it everytime).  A similar reaction can be elicited by Oz when watching 'Batteries Not Included", haha, sorry I had to bust you out brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113971425759381034?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113971425759381034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113971425759381034&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113971425759381034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113971425759381034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/5280-feet.html' title='5280 Feet'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113969858219855678</id><published>2006-02-11T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:56:22.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Mike Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/320/fridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good week at school, but now I have lab work that I must catch up on. Sushi last night was outstanding, as usual. The restaraunt is Korean owned but is still a great place to eat. I particularly like the traditional Korean noodles and vegetables (Japchae). This is preceded by a small salad with garlic/ginger dressing and followed by Miso soup. After eating at Hisago weekly for a year, we have narrowed our choice of rolls to the 'perfect five'. Spicy salmon, ebi tempura, new york roll, hoosier roll, and oshizushi roll. Friday and Saturday nights also provide us with the occasional poorly sung version of James Brown's 'I Feel Good' echoing from the back room of the restaraunt where Karaoke is taking place. I have been laying around all day watching college basketball. IU lost again, I fear that we may not make the NCAA tournament, yet alone make the final four (as I predicted three months ago). &lt;a href="http://www.firemikedavis.com"&gt;Mike Davis &lt;/a&gt;is a great recruiter but absolutely cannot coach. We have to start winning on the road if we stand any chance at all of making the tournament. I have nothing in my fridge (see picture), sorry for the poor quality, it was taken with my phone.   As you can see, I have water, milk, condiments, and the biggest tub of butter available for consumer purchase.  I think I will grocery shop today, finish laundry, and read some nerdy dental journals/magazines.  I will also try and rent Curb Your Enthusiasm, per Oz's request.  One more thing, I rented 'Constant Gardner' two nights ago.  I really enjoyed it, as I do most of John LeCarre's movies and books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113969858219855678?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113969858219855678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113969858219855678&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113969858219855678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113969858219855678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/fire-mike-davis.html' title='Fire Mike Davis'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113928787726870107</id><published>2006-02-06T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T23:51:17.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Step!</title><content type='html'>I passed National Step II!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113928787726870107?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113928787726870107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113928787726870107&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113928787726870107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113928787726870107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/two-step.html' title='Two Step!'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113900618487380283</id><published>2006-02-03T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T17:36:26.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News....New Diet Guaranteed to Work!</title><content type='html'>Another week of school down only 14 more to go!  I was at Cottage Corner clinic all week.  It is a nice facility that addresses the medical and dental needs of the underserved population in Indianapolis (mostly eastsiders).  I really enjoyed the rotation, I had a lot of freedom in decision making and got a chance to see multiple patients.  Pretty boring week.  Unfortunately, due to circumstance, I can only set short term goals right now.  I want to pass National Step II (I should find out in about two weeks), next I want to get my patients ready for clinical portion of NERBs, and finally I have to still complete my graduation requirements.  I suppose after achieving these goals I will aggressively start looking for a job.  I have a meeting with the &lt;a href="http://www.heartlanddentalcare.com"&gt;Heartland&lt;/a&gt; recruiter on the 16th and am also in contact with a friend of a friend who practices in Sydney, Australia about possible opportunities there.  I really don't have a single preference on where to practice.  I suppose Louisville/Southern Indiana is always an option but Oz has three years of med school left (and endless years of residency left) and baby bro has a year of undergrad and three years of law school before they decide where they want to live.  I will probably just end up associating for a few years and hopefully find a place to practice within the next five years. &lt;br /&gt;Well, in early December I reported that I weighed in at a husky 198.  Eight weeks later, with a little hard work, a little bit of heartbreak, and some dieting, I weighed in at 190 even!  I am pretty excited, only 12 more pounds to go until my goal is reached.  After reading the &lt;a href="http://www.SouthBeachDiet.com"&gt;South Beach Diet&lt;/a&gt;, studying &lt;a href="http://www.atkins-diet.com/"&gt;Atkins&lt;/a&gt;, researching the Caveman, cabbage soup, liquid, and Hollywood diets, I found one that works.  Eat less and exercise more!  I am doing something aerobic five times a week and eating about half as much as I normally do.  I go to bed hungry every night, but it's worth it.  Time to undo all that hard work, the weekend is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113900618487380283?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113900618487380283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113900618487380283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113900618487380283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113900618487380283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/02/breaking-newsnew-diet-guaranteed-to.html' title='Breaking News....New Diet Guaranteed to Work!'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113858006222605867</id><published>2006-01-29T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:14:22.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rounds</title><content type='html'>I spent most of my spare time this weekend working on my final rounds presentation.  I am so unmotivated these days and just finished putting together the worst presentation ever.  I would like to think that in the past I have taken quite a bit of pride in my rounds presentations.  I presented on 'Meth Mouth' before a lot of published articles were available (should have published my research, but I'm obviously way too lazy).  I also presented on 'Treatment and Management of Medically Compromised Patients.  As you can see, these at least sound like good presentations.  Now, let me wow you with my most recent one.  I will be presenting an antibiotic cheat sheet for dentists, an anesthetic cheat sheet, and a denture fabrication cheat sheet.  Anyway, on friday I went to a local watering hole called &lt;a href="http://cityguide.aol.com/indianapolis/bestburgers/"&gt;'The Working Man's Friend'&lt;/a&gt; (proud to say that I've eaten at 4 of the top 6 on this link).  This place really is a hole in the wall, not to be confused with another establishment around town actually called 'A Hole in the Wall'.  I still maintain that 'The Friend' has the best cheeseburger around.  They also have great cheese sticks and battered mushrooms.  I really haven't slept well in about two weeks.  I am very stressed out with my impending graduation, not knowing where to practice, and quite frankly what to do in my personal life.  I guess I will just do what I did last year when my life was in disarray; spend all my time at the gym.  On wednesday I played basketball (and lost by about 30 points), thursday I played volleyball, friday was basketball again, saturday was a very intense workout and today is indoor soccer.  I suppose if I keep myself busy enough my problems will either go away or I will be so involved with other things that I just won't worry about them as much anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113858006222605867?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113858006222605867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113858006222605867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113858006222605867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113858006222605867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/01/rounds.html' title='Rounds'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113799130560954586</id><published>2006-01-22T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:41:45.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashville</title><content type='html'>I took an impromptu trip to Nashville with a couple of friends yesterday.  I had a haunting suspicion that Nashville was a little country, but it was really country.  We went to quite a few places on Broadway, 2nd Avenue, and Printer's Alley.  We started at a place called Tootsies.  From what I can gather, &lt;a href="http://www.tootsies.net"&gt;Tootsies&lt;/a&gt; is to the Nashville country music scene as &lt;a href="http://www.cbgb.com"&gt;CBGB&lt;/a&gt; was/is to the punk rock scene.  Next we went to a bar/club called The Stage.  This place was pretty big and had, as you might imagine, a really big stage.  The sound system was insanely loud as evidenced by the arrythmia that I now suffer from.  I recieved a phone call from a buddy of mine that left us some tickets for a show that he was opening for at a venue called the &lt;a href="http://www.wildhorsesaloon.com"&gt;Wild Horse Saloon&lt;/a&gt;.  This place was enormous, three levels, giant dance floor (for line dancing and other such activities), and tons of really attractive girls.  We felt really cool because there was a ton of people wanting to get into this sold out show and we just walked up to the door and said we were with the band and got in.  Okay, it may not have happened exactly like that, but we still had an in.  Nashville was really cool in that every single place had live music (including street performers).  Also, it seemed as though there was no place that wasn't at least 3/4 capacity.  Tootsie's and the Stage were incredibly packed.  The people that were out are also worth commenting on.  There were college type people (from Vanderbilt I'm guessing), hicks, old (over 40), and young.  I was rubbing elbows with hot girls with pointy shoes, expensive clothes, and designer perfume and mingling with guys in wrangler jeans, heavy starched shirts, cowboy boots, and brut cologne.  By the end of the night I found myself watching the rodeo on TV and commenting "at boy kuh ride".  For those of you that are unfamiliar with Nashville speak, it translates roughly to "that gentlemen is quite capable and adept at maintaining balance upon that unusually large, ill-tempered bovine".  Needless to say, I had a great time and am looking forward to doing it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113799130560954586?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113799130560954586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113799130560954586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113799130560954586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113799130560954586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/01/nashville.html' title='Nashville'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113725488304310960</id><published>2006-01-14T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T11:08:03.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/1600/P1010219.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/836/1910/320/P1010219.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very stressfull week at the emergency clinic.  My brother now laughs at me because a stressfull week for me usually involves working at the hospital from 8-5:30, standing the entire time, taking med histories, and doing oral surgery all day.  I had the worst patient on friday morning.  She was HIV+ and didn't know her T-Cell count.  She also didn't know what meds she was taking and what she was taking them for.  Every 10 minutes she told me a new condition.  Oh, I have neuropathy, and thrush, and I had alcohol poisoning two weeks ago, and depression.  I could go on, but I'll stop and spare anyone reading this the agony.  She has been positive for 11 years but when I asked her what her T-Cell count was, she promptly stated "18" (full blown AIDS is anything under 4oo, she obviously didn't know and was making up random numbers).  Finally, I could tell that she was getting frustrated with the fact that a dentist was asking all these questions.  As I occasionally walked out of the room to talk to the doctor I noticed that she would talk to the wall, her purse, and the x-ray hanging in the view box.  When I walked back in with the doc, she cursed at both of us and stormed out.  Good times.  &lt;br /&gt;Satisfied the usual friday sushi craving last night and then met BG and his fiance, JC and his lady, and MJ at Olives (the bar in the Omni).  Right now I'm listening to &lt;a href="http://www.thieverycorporation.com"&gt;Thievery Corporation &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.kennychesney.com"&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;/a&gt;.  I don't really know anyone else who has those together on a playlist.  Quite frankly I'm not sure why I do either.  I really like this picture.  Pakistan may be the only place on earth where you could find a family of 8 on a 100cc motorcycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113725488304310960?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113725488304310960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113725488304310960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113725488304310960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113725488304310960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi-five.html' title='Hi Five'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113678332347958117</id><published>2006-01-08T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T00:10:30.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yee Haw!</title><content type='html'>I had a pretty exciting weekend. I went to sushi at Wasabi on the north side on friday. After dinner we met up with about twenty other people for a friend of mine from IU who had a surprise 30th birthday party thrown for him. It was good to see some of the old crew from IU. They drove from Chicago, Nashville, and Columbus, it was a good time. On saturday a group of fourteen of us went to the &lt;a href="http://www.bullsandbroncs.com/"&gt;rodeo&lt;/a&gt;. It was a lot of fun, but the highlight of the night had to be &lt;a href="http://www.whiplashrides.com/video.htm"&gt;Whiplash&lt;/a&gt;, the cowboy monkey. They had a monkey in a cowboy hat, riding around on a sheepdog, herding cattle. It was the funniest thing I have seen in a long time. Although it did also remind me a little of the monkey I saw in Pakistan that smoked, did push-ups, sat with his legs crossed in a chair, kneaded mock dough, and aimed a miniature rifle at you. After the rodeo we all went out to the usual dive. Sunday started out as one of my laziest days on record. I refused to anwer the phone until 4 o'clock as it sat ringing 18 inches from my head all afternoon. I finally got up to play soccer (we won 6-0 and I scored, but for some reason &lt;a href="http://www.realmadrid.com/portada_eng.htm"&gt;Real Madrid &lt;/a&gt;hasn't come calling yet), went for a run afterwards, and then tried unsuccessfully to do TaeBo with MP. I took it seriously, but she kept laughing at me and I kicked her dog twice accidentally. I'll stick to weights and sports. I am at Regenstrief Emergency clinic all this week. So I will be stuck with the unenviable task of trying to discern drug seekers from those who are in legitimate pain. I also have to start studying for my Jurisprudence exam on wednesday. Instead of listing all 1000 songs in the nano, I will just quote a line from a random song:&lt;br /&gt;"To the extreme I rock the mic like a vandal, light up the stage and wax a chump like a candle"&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Ice - Ice Ice Baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113678332347958117?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113678332347958117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113678332347958117&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113678332347958117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113678332347958117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/01/yee-haw.html' title='Yee Haw!'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113647879600884057</id><published>2006-01-05T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T11:48:51.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>My patient cancelled this morning, therefore allowing me time to write a few lines. I think I would enjoy blogging a lot more if it was like the medical profession. I wish I could sit with a tape recorder dictating and then have the tape outsourced to south asia and posted to this page. I recently took the North East Regional Board Exam (NERB). I felt a lot better about this test than National Step II. If I pass both of these exams, I may never have to take another written test ever again (at least none of any significant value). I partied with some friends on the 31st and have watched my fair share of college football this last week. I am very depressed in that I have to go to school again and deal with all of that nonsense. Now for resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose 20 pounds by early April (i'd be happy with 15)&lt;br /&gt;2. Graduate on time (by Mother's Day weekend)&lt;br /&gt;3. Figure out where I want to live&lt;br /&gt;4. Find a job&lt;br /&gt;5. Become more active (aerobic activity daily)&lt;br /&gt;6. Drink more water (pretty lame, but I do need to)&lt;br /&gt;7. Throw away all loose papers dated prior to August 2000&lt;br /&gt;8. Give away all clothes that haven't been worn in over one year&lt;br /&gt;9. Learn to ride (and buy) a motorcycle (&lt;a href="http://www.yamaha-motor.com/sport/products/modelhome/273/home.aspx"&gt;Yamaha FZ6&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.motoforum.pl/328/sv01.jpg"&gt;Suzuki SV650S&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't eat after 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all the resolutions I came up with. I feel that I can and should accomplish at least 8 of the 10. Those were my reasonable resolutions. Here is my unreasonable resolution/wish list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel to Spain, France, England, Italy, and Greece (includes sailing the Mediterranean in a chartered yacht)&lt;br /&gt;2. Own 100 acres of land somewhere in the Carribean where I will eventually build a house and retire&lt;br /&gt;3. Become the dentist to the stars, have my own show, get asked to star in movie along side one of my patients, become an international phenomenon (okay, this is just ridiculous, I'll stop now)&lt;br /&gt;4. Get asked to be a consultant for Ferrari's F1 team (this wish also includes dating a model/actress which is a customary perk of the job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get back to my reality of travelling to the gym, owning a half acre in southern Indiana, becoming a dentist to the underprivelaged, and being a consultant for my soccer/volleyball team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113647879600884057?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113647879600884057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113647879600884057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113647879600884057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113647879600884057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2006/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113536749321085850</id><published>2005-12-23T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T14:51:33.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elementary My Dear Watson</title><content type='html'>Just as I suspected!  I got two text messages from Oz.  The first one told a tale of visiting a jazz club and Oz complaining that coffee was five dollars.  My brothers are so predictable.  The second mentioned that the museums were nice, hotel was ghetto, and the clubs were open from 1 to 6 am.  I don't know why he mentioned the latter.  I know he is implying that this information is most important to me.  Well it's not Oz, I'll have you know that the most important information is how much a flight to Ibiza costs!  Anyway, I have somehow become enamored with the show Deal or No Deal.  It is the stupidest, simplest show ever.  Apparently, elaborate lighting and 30 hot girls is all it takes for me to fall into a trace like state and stare foolishly at the TV chanting 'No Deal, No Deal'.  Anywho, the concierge at the hotel told me we were going to a game show, not we were going to be on a game show (I hope I didn't butcher that line completely as I am not in possession of the SNL Best of Chris Farley DVD).   Back to studying.  Upcoming posts:  New Year's Resolutions and What's in the Nano.  Peace and chicken grease.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113536749321085850?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113536749321085850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113536749321085850&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113536749321085850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113536749321085850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/elementary-my-dear-watson.html' title='Elementary My Dear Watson'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113528375572769101</id><published>2005-12-22T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:43:33.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Espana</title><content type='html'>My brothers are in, how do you say...ah yes...Spain! I am in the Ville studying. I would like to think that my brothers are seeing sights all day, meeting really cool people, partying all night, and having a completely outrageous time in Madrid. Alas, I know better, they are going to museums, historical sights, coffee shops (per Oz's request I'm sure), and clothing stores (per baby bro's request). I'm sure they are having a fun time and making fun of me for not being there. Wait a minute, they would be making fun of me even if I was there. After cutting my off my hair in the summer and then letting it grow back out in the fall, I have decided to cut it off again. This decision coincides with my diet and wanting to look more sleek and aerodynamic (and has nothing to do with the fact that my hair is thinning and my hairline is receding, I can thank Dad for that). Talked to BG today and he is &lt;a href="http://www.surfline.com"&gt;surfing&lt;/a&gt; triple overhead in Santa Barbara in 74 degree weather. I am surfing triple browser windows in 34 degree weather. I better study now, peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113528375572769101?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113528375572769101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113528375572769101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113528375572769101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113528375572769101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/espana.html' title='Espana'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113504069583645801</id><published>2005-12-19T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T20:04:55.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Day</title><content type='html'>Today I had a very relaxing day.  I woke up early and went to the gym.  I think I will stop keeping track of how many days I have worked out, even though my brothers love how quantitative I am.  I did some laundary, changed the sheets, cleaned up the perpetually messy coffee table, and got my massage!  It was very relaxing and much needed.  Now I am watching &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/arresteddev/"&gt;Arrested Development Season 2&lt;/a&gt; and 40 year old virgin.  Laughter really is the best medicine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113504069583645801?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113504069583645801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113504069583645801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113504069583645801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113504069583645801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/lazy-day.html' title='Lazy Day'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113494356911800664</id><published>2005-12-18T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:06:09.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>360....Below Zero</title><content type='html'>One might wonder what a guy that just finished school for the semester did on a Saturday night.  Did he party with his friends?  Did he eat a nice dinner?  Did he stay home and relax?  No.   Although I had the chance to take part in all of the previously mentioned activities, I chose to do something absolutely ridiculous.  I somehow decided to wait in line with a girl who is not my girlfriend, to buy a gift that was not for me, for a holiday that I don't even celebrate!  I forgot to mention that I waited outside Best Buy in the freezing cold from 12:30 am until 7:30am for an &lt;a href="http://www.xbox.com"&gt;Xbox 360&lt;/a&gt;.  It was insanely cold, 11 degrees Farenheit to be exact with 7 mph wind from the NW.  I don't know about northwest but I can tell you that it was coming from under my chin and managed to blow in my face no matter what direction I turned my head.  Anyway, we began posting up outside the store after watching King Kong.  I had on two pairs of sweats, two pairs of socks, a thermal, sweatshirt, jacket, scarf, gloves, stocking cap, sleeping bag, down blanket and wool blanket.  I was actually pretty warm except my feet didn't thaw out until about 10 o'clock this morning.  When we arrived, we were the 35th people in line.  The guy in front of us worked for Best Buy and was waiting to get one for his nephew.  He informed us that the store only had 34 Xbox units to sell and that vouchers would be distributed at 7 in the morning.  We decided to wait anyway because they were expecting a truck at 8 o'clock that contained 30 additional game systems.  At about 2 in the morning a guy drove buy selling a premium system (he got it from work, Target) for 550 dollars.  The guy in front of us decided to buy it from him.  We were pretty excited because this meant that we were now number 34.  At around 4 in the morining about 30 more people started lining up behing us.  By 6:30 in the morning there were about 100 people.  At 7:00 the manager came out and had us line up single file and my worst fear came true.  There were people at the front of the line that were waiting as 'support' for family and friends who took a voucher after saying that they didn't want one.  I think a few people also cut in line at some point during the clean up in the morning.  There was no way to truly police the line.  So, we didn't get voucher and neither did the two mothers and the couple in front of us.  Some girl from the front of the line sold her voucher to one of the mothers in front of us for an undisclosed amount.  To make a short story long, we needed there to be three more vouchers in order for us to have been able to get the Xbox.  We were both cold and pissed off, but what can you do.  Well, I better get a little shut eye and do a little cleaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113494356911800664?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113494356911800664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113494356911800664&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113494356911800664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113494356911800664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/360below-zero.html' title='360....Below Zero'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113485727913417956</id><published>2005-12-17T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T15:43:50.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Learning</title><content type='html'>I really haven't done much the last couple of days. I have been at the gym 10 of the last 12 days. I feel a lot better about myself, I will weigh in sometime in early January and see how my workout/diet is fairing. I have learned some really important things lately. These are lessons that I already knew but until I actually experienced them I didn't have a firm grasp on the importance of these lessons:&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1: If you go to bed hungry, you will wake up even hungrier in the morning. Don't eat at 5:00 pm if you are going to stay awake until 2:00 am, you will wake up craving everything and end up eating chocolate cake for breakfast and McDonalds for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2: Be weary of letting friends use your computer. I was hanging out with the boys and BG was using JB's computer. After JB went to bed, BG and JC put an inappropriate picture as the wallpaper on his computer thinking he would wake up, see it and laugh about it. Wrong. JB woke up, put his computer in his bag and went to school. He proceeded to boot up his computer while he was talking to Dr. M (clinic director). They also pennied his bedroom door.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3: Women are always right. Just do whatever they say, your life will be a lot better because of it. Eat whatever and whenever they want. Argue if you so dare, but apologize promptly or admit partial fault at least half way into your argument. Compliment them regularly and no matter what they say, they love for you to buy them things, anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My iPod is fully functional and I am loving it. I am still trying to get some good playlists together. Congratulations Oz for completing your first semester of medical school. Congratulations Baby Bro for a 4.0 (19 credits) this semester, now study for the LSAT and do well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113485727913417956?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113485727913417956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113485727913417956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113485727913417956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113485727913417956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-learning.html' title='Still Learning'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113453762167987462</id><published>2005-12-14T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:23:05.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coke Bottles</title><content type='html'>I finally got my new glasses today. I think it was about time for a change, I had the same pair since 1996 (I sound like my dad). I almost tried on every pair of glasses in the store, I am not kidding! I tried on every pair in the men's, children's, and unisex selection. I even saw a few monocles that suited me. I am very pleased with the frames I chose, I feel like a different person. The funniest part of the whole ordeal was when the optician saw my prescription and convinced me that I needed featherweight lenses because the sheer weight of the thicker plastic lenses may crush the bridge of my nose, or so she made it sound. I have been doing really well at the gym, but the diet still needs work. I had a piece of cake for breakfast, a salad for lunch, and another piece of cake for dinner. It's really not that bad, the pieces of cake were really small. The bad part is that I had a piece of cake for dessert after dinner as well. Oh well, I'm working on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113453762167987462?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113453762167987462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113453762167987462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113453762167987462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113453762167987462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/coke-bottles.html' title='Coke Bottles'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113436970005294163</id><published>2005-12-12T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T15:41:19.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/222/8865/640/couch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/222/8865/640/couch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very exciting weekend for Indiana sports. IU beat up on rival Kentucky and the Colts continued their quest for perfection by beating division foe Jacksonville. The Colts seem to play better and better every week. My indoor soccer team tied today 3-3, we would have easily won had all of our players shown up. I guess that's what happens when you play at 10:40 on a Sunday night. After working out four of the last six days, I am really sore. I don't know what I expected, I haven't consistently worked out for the last couple of months and lately I've been working out like I've got a title fight approaching. The good news is that MP got me a gift certificate for a full body, deep tissue massage. Isn't she great! So I will continue to punish my body until I can't take the abuse any longer and then set up a time to get the massage. This reminds me of a scene from one of my favorite movies (Snatch):&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: Why the f*ck did you put Gorgeous George into a bare knuckle boxing match two days before he had to fight the Bomber?&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: He was half his size. I didn't expect him to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: You put the man into a bare knuckle boxing match. What the f*ck did you expect? A grease down and a shiatsu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is the last week of school before the clinics close for two weeks. I can't believe that I only have a semester of school left. What am I going to do? All I have ever known is school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113436970005294163?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113436970005294163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113436970005294163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113436970005294163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113436970005294163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/massage.html' title='Massage'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113424480727102831</id><published>2005-12-10T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:42:46.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Party</title><content type='html'>We had a holiday party at our clinic directors house last night. No gift exchange, just food, conversation, and drinks. The highlight of the night was most certainly when a classmate, after way too much wine, spilled an entire glass of Cabernet on Dr. M's white living room rug. Needless to say the party came to a resounding halt after that. We decided to head back downtown and meet up with the rest of the crew who were all tipsy after going to the Neil Diamond concert. I am going to get a quick workout in and then watch the IU v. Kentucky basketball game. Go Hoosiers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113424480727102831?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113424480727102831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113424480727102831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113424480727102831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113424480727102831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-party.html' title='Holiday Party'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113402100292379974</id><published>2005-12-08T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T15:40:14.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Sleepy</title><content type='html'>I am tired! Tired of school, tired of cold weather, tired of being broke, tired of being fat, tired of my dusty apartment, tired of my noisy muffler, tired of spending 80 dollars at the grocery store and walking out with deli meat, chesse, bread, and gatorade. I'm tired of standing water in my dishwasher, tired of traffic on the snobby north side, tired of the delapidated roads in Indianapolis, and I'm just really tired of being tired all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy my profession but sometimes patients can really make you second guess your career choices. As MP so eloquently put it, "If my patients would have spent 2.99 on a toothbrush and .99 cents on tooth paste, they wouldn't be spending a day a week and a few thousand on dental work." I often wonder if my profession would even exist if so many people didn't have a toothbrush allergy. I actually had a patient today that came to her appointment eating candy and actually tried to sneak a piece when I got up to develop an x-ray. I wonder if she shows up to the cardiologists office with a double cheeseburger and fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the northside today to get a gift certificate for my clinic director and sat in traffic for 40 minutes at 7:30 in the evening. I didn't mind the trip because we got our weekly sushi fix out of the way on the way back. I'm tired of writing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113402100292379974?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113402100292379974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113402100292379974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113402100292379974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113402100292379974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/need-sleepy.html' title='Need Sleepy'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113389314582452436</id><published>2005-12-06T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T13:19:05.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunlap Disease</title><content type='html'>Boards are finished!!!  I think I may have done marginally better on the second day, hopefully well enough to pass.  I went to work out directly after the exam and was I in for a surprise.  I had recently noticed that all of my pants fit a little tighter (I wear scrubs everyday so it is sometimes hard to tell), I'm also being offered diet soda an awful lot by servers at restaraunts, and I am having a lot of trouble breathing due to fatty deposits around my neck.  One would think that these would all be very clear signs that I should diet or perhaps excersize a little more.  On the contrary, I eat out more, work out less, and wear scrubs more often.  As a matter of fact, I distinctly remember wearing scrubs at a restaraunt denouncing physical activity and healthy eating.  I weighed myself at the gym today, in the nude (a la light heavyweight boxer style) to find that I now weigh 196.8 pounds!  I don't know how many kilograms or stones that is, but its a lot.  To put this in perspective, I weighed 180 pounds in late June.  I was playing soccer, basketball, volleyball, and lifting regularly.  In a mere six months I have gained 17 pounds and who knows how much body fat.  Although I deserve much of the credit, I would like to thank my friends, family, and classmates for supporting me in my bid to reach unhealthy levels of obesity.  It's the hard work behind the scenes that has allowed me to be successful.  Things like the late night eating, forearm sized breakfast burritos on the weekends, 25 cent wings, the dollar menu, and economy size bags of BBQ potato chips are all to blame.  So I am recommitting myself to working out and eating better.  By April 1st I plan on being 180 pounds, healthy, and fit once again.  No Oz, this is not like every winter since 1995 that I say "Man, I'm going to get ripped this summer",  I just want to be back in shape like I was in June.  I will post some pictures of past, present, and my progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113389314582452436?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113389314582452436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113389314582452436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113389314582452436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113389314582452436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/dunlap-disease.html' title='Dunlap Disease'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113384248231703155</id><published>2005-12-05T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T23:14:42.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retake</title><content type='html'>I sat for eight hours to take National Board Exam Step 2.  I have four more hours of the test tomorrow and then I will wait six to eight weeks before finding out that I have failed and must retake the exam.   The test was extremely hard and I feel really stupid with my inability to answer so many questions confidently.  Apparently I am supposed to know all of the information and the board exam is only a review of information presented previously in my dental education.  Oh well, no point in worrying about it now.   I better cram a little more information into my brain before tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113384248231703155?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113384248231703155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113384248231703155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113384248231703155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113384248231703155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/retake.html' title='Retake'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113345609366170634</id><published>2005-12-01T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T15:39:16.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boys</title><content type='html'>I have been ridiculously busy. I have National Step II coming up in four days! I am not prepared at all, but oh well. This post will be in nothing but short fragmented sentences due to the fact that I have to study and need all available brian power to retain the information necessary for me to pass the boards. Watched monday night game, Colts dominated. The boys stopped by (BG, JC, JB). Dropped off a birthday gift for me. First gift, old t-shirt that was left at Brett's months ago. It was presented in the N-Sync gift bag that has been passed around now for four years at each birthday. Next gift, wrapped box (brita water pitcher box) containing 59 ounce can of chicken broth. No doubt purchased at Costco/Sam's Club. Underneath the broth was the real gift. Black 4 gb iPod Nano!!!!! (&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano"&gt;http://www.apple.com/ipodnano&lt;/a&gt;).  Flippin' Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Went to IU/Duke game last night. 25th row tickets. Marco Killingsworth could not be stopped. Loud as I have every heard Assembly Hall. Coach K said it was the loudest place he has ever played outside of Cameron Indoor. Good Times! Would have been better had IU won. Will get pictures and links up once boards are done. Must study now. Must also hire maid to clean perpetually dirty apartment. Must also quit writing like this because it is thoroughly annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113345609366170634?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113345609366170634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113345609366170634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113345609366170634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113345609366170634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/12/boys.html' title='The Boys'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113322090649002611</id><published>2005-11-28T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:35:06.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealing</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day in the Pediatric clinic.  The overwhelming majority of the kids there are so cute that I want to take them home with me, there are also the select few who are poster children for birth control.  A water main leak caused a closure of clinics this afternoon which left me enough time to catch up on lab work.  After returning home I watched the local news present a stunning piece of journalism on stealing from malls during the holidays.  The footage was apparently shot by a 12 year old and his cell phone camera, this can be the only explanation for the granulated images, shakiness, and inability of the camera to capture more than an arm on film.   Criticism aside, it reminded me of the time about 14 years ago at Value City as I was shopping for my yearly pair of athletic shoes.  I played four sports and the shoes were supposed to last me a calendar year.  Needless to say, you could see my socks by early September.  Anyway, as my excitement reached its peak when I finally found the pair I liked and my mom could afford, I reached for the box of 10.5's.  Grinning ear to ear I opened the box to find a dirty, broken down pair of high top Voit basketball shoes.  Someone had pulled the old switcheroo and I was left with a pair of low top Boris Becker Puma knock-offs.  Good Times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113322090649002611?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113322090649002611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113322090649002611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113322090649002611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113322090649002611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/11/stealing.html' title='Stealing'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113314684898057546</id><published>2005-11-27T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T15:37:31.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well today is my birthday. I went for lunch with my family earlier today, nothing fancy, just good eats. Made my usual trek up the road to Indy, pretty routine outside of the standstill traffic 30 miles outside of the city. I am still trying to decide what I want for my birthday, but I have already gotten some good gifts. MP got me a heated shaving cream system, Brian Regan DVD (&lt;a href="http://www.brianregan.com/"&gt;www.brianregan.com&lt;/a&gt;), and new glasses. Okay, I get the hint, I'm hairy, not funny, and blind as a bat! Oh yeah, she also treated me to a wonderful dinner at 'The Melting Pot'. Back to studying for me, more birthday gift upates to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113314684898057546?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113314684898057546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113314684898057546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113314684898057546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113314684898057546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113304490347970632</id><published>2005-11-26T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T17:42:06.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mall</title><content type='html'>I was forced to go to the mall today and it was exactly what I expected.  Here are a few things I learned today:&lt;br /&gt;1. No matter what technology exists or how popular internet shopping gets, high school kids love the mall.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you buy something from a kiosk, you are a complete sucker. No one needs a pair of 24 inch turtle slippers, let alone a pair of three toed sloth ones.&lt;br /&gt;3. No matter how good your makeover from the Clinique or MAC counter is, if you are 5'1" and 190 pounds you will not transform into Jennifer Aniston.&lt;br /&gt;4.  The number of bags a woman carries is often directly proportional to the thickness of makeup applied.&lt;br /&gt;5.  News Flash! 50% off means that prices were raised 60% on Wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;6. The frugality of purchases is inversely proportional to the degree to which the purchaser's hair is coiffed. (contributed by My Brother)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113304490347970632?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113304490347970632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113304490347970632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113304490347970632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113304490347970632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/11/mall.html' title='Mall'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113297859764372833</id><published>2005-11-25T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:16:37.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>Until something exciting happens in my life or until I get done studying for boards this blog will largely be populated by what I believe to be funny quotes and stories that pop into my head.  &lt;br /&gt;As a brief commentary on the state of public education in Smalltown USA, I'll relate the question posed to me by a chubby, 15-year old girl as I walked into a movie theater with my two brothers:  "Are y'all three twins?"  Of course I was compelled to reply, "Yes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113297859764372833?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113297859764372833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113297859764372833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113297859764372833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113297859764372833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/11/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113297720736414653</id><published>2005-11-25T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:53:27.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Number</title><content type='html'>On a scale of one to ten, with ten being the best and one being the worst, what is your favorite number between one and ten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Frank Caliendo on the saliency of information given to him by his agent Barry Katz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113297720736414653?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113297720736414653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113297720736414653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113297720736414653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113297720736414653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/11/favorite-number.html' title='Favorite Number'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319343.post-113297388225443628</id><published>2005-11-25T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T21:58:02.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Start</title><content type='html'>Just started my blog, I will see how long this misadventure lasts.  More to come....hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319343-113297388225443628?l=slowmar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/feeds/113297388225443628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319343&amp;postID=113297388225443628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113297388225443628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319343/posts/default/113297388225443628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowmar.blogspot.com/2005/11/start.html' title='Start'/><author><name>Omar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2FfIyZlQL0/TiSuaicIa9I/AAAAAAAAACo/CmqXavQHzs4/s220/DSC03458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
