<?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-6847935</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:41:10.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme more stuff</title><subtitle type='html'>wasabi's wasablog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-109381178011607115</id><published>2004-08-29T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:39:51.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And here I am</title><summary type='text'>28 days after my last post, here I am.I don't know why I spent so many days without writing anything here. Maybe it was becauselately I've been more in a visual mood, wanting to draw, paint and photoshop more than the last few months. In which I have made very little images, by the way.Not many interesting things have happened in these past few days. Work is alright, I'm getting used to it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109381178011607115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109381178011607115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109381178011607115' title='And here I am'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-109140816393361108</id><published>2004-08-01T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T19:58:06.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It felt good</title><summary type='text'>Last night I won third place in a PS contest. Third place would normally suck, but it felt so good. So good because my time for creating images has significantly decreased. Mostly because the new job is sucking the life out of me, both physically and mentally. Last night's contest was the first I entered in a long time, so it felt good to win a small trophy.I miss Worth, I miss the people, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109140816393361108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109140816393361108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109140816393361108' title='It felt good'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-109140753451865751</id><published>2004-08-01T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T19:45:34.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My wife got LASIK eye surgery two days ago. She had a rough day after surgery, but now she is close to having super vision. It's funny how today she was just telling me about a cat she was seeing on top of the roof of a house that is more than a half a mile away from our window. Heh. Yeah, I still wear my glasses. It would be cool to get surgery too, but I have very little correction, so I don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109140753451865751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109140753451865751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109140753451865751' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-109083669953834831</id><published>2004-07-26T05:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T05:11:39.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about the porn</title><summary type='text'>We downloaded Cameron Diaz' porn video last night. We were both a little disappointed, I have to say. We did not find it shocking at all, I don't know what all the fuss is about. She has this leather outfit with her breasts exposed and along with another chick they're in this photo shoot with some dude. This weekend seemed too short... I've been so tired with work lately that weekends are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109083669953834831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109083669953834831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109083669953834831' title='It&apos;s all about the porn'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-109062375805212517</id><published>2004-07-23T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T18:04:56.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally did it. Actually both my wife and I did it. I feel like a seven-year old with a brand new toy. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109062375805212517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109062375805212517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109062375805212517' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-109028539222158921</id><published>2004-07-19T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T20:03:12.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><summary type='text'>I'm not.I buy.I pay.I can.I won't.I do.I don't.Maybe.But not now. Hi. Now playing: Aleks Syntek - Duele el Amor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109028539222158921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/109028539222158921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109028539222158921' title='I am'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108976762527606231</id><published>2004-07-13T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T20:13:45.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile phones and me</title><summary type='text'>With the new job the use of my mobile phone has increased a lot. A LOT. Being on the street all day forces me to resolve everything with my mobile phone. I'm very tempted to buy a new one, this is the one I like: Kyocera Blade.I love gadgets. If I were rich I'd have every gadget available. I haven't been using my PDA lately, but I think I may end up using a lot now when I get fully organized. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108976762527606231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108976762527606231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108976762527606231' title='Mobile phones and me'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108968202772036507</id><published>2004-07-12T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T20:35:44.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Remedy #3455 and a dead guy on the road</title><summary type='text'>I'm not a fan of home remedies, but I just rubbed my feet with Vick VapoRub and they feel like new after a while. Really nice if your feet hurt from a long day of work, driving, and stuff.The new job has been good so far. There is a nice satisfaction at the end of the day when I get back to the office and input the purchase orders into the system. Bringing the dough to the company, that's it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108968202772036507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108968202772036507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108968202772036507' title='Home Remedy #3455 and a dead guy on the road'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108942689267195988</id><published>2004-07-09T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T21:34:52.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired... I mean really tired.</title><summary type='text'>So I started on the new job. The new job in sales. I had a feeling it was going to be tough, but I was wrong. It's more than that. I'm really, really tired, and it's just been one week. But so far I can't complain, I've liked it. The hardest part has been adjusting myself to the new schedule, cause being out on the street all day can be exhausting. I'm getting up at 5:00 am to get to the office </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108942689267195988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108942689267195988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108942689267195988' title='I&apos;m tired... I mean really tired.'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108907940547597451</id><published>2004-07-05T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T21:03:25.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's right, I'm back</title><summary type='text'>Well hello again.Long time no see, huh? Yes, it's good to be back. Come in, have a drink. Piña Colada? I'm sorry, I left them all in Aruba. Awesome drink, by the way.Four days in Aruba were better than expected. It's not that I thought I was going to have a bad time, but when you're forced to travel and spend all time with your workmates, well, things can look pretty lame from the beginning. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108907940547597451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108907940547597451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108907940547597451' title='That&apos;s right, I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108829936188110486</id><published>2004-06-26T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:22:41.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a title</title><summary type='text'>I finally got to see Kill Bill Vol. 2. What a masterpiece of a movie! QT is a genius. Beautiful movie, kick ass action, terrific plot, masterful cinematography. I can't wait for the DVD. I also read somewhere that there are rumours of a prequel and a possible sequel. And in other news, I'm leaving for Aruba tomorrow. Aruba is nice, I've been there before. But nice and all, it's still a hot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108829936188110486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108829936188110486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108829936188110486' title='I can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108802163396915683</id><published>2004-06-23T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T15:13:53.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...and all that junk</title><summary type='text'>I just finished cleaning up my office. Ok, cubicle. And well, more picking up my personal stuff than cleaning. What a pile of junk, I can't believe all the crap I've collected over two years in this hole.I made three trips to my car to load boxes of papers, toys, and misc stuff that I don't have time to go through in detail right now.It feels so weird.Well, that's it for me here. When I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108802163396915683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108802163396915683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108802163396915683' title='...and all that junk'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108800904166407691</id><published>2004-06-23T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T11:44:01.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The wall of Worth</title><summary type='text'>Finally I managed to frame the prints of the Wasabi Family Portrait contest... I already posted these pics in Worth, but I like them so much I'm posting them here too.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108800904166407691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108800904166407691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108800904166407691' title='The wall of Worth'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108786257540029003</id><published>2004-06-21T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T19:02:55.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?</title><summary type='text'>I don't like it either, but I'm dry out of ideas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108786257540029003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108786257540029003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108786257540029003' title='Huh?'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108782976913286453</id><published>2004-06-21T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T09:59:38.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My obscure holidays</title><summary type='text'>As per Taz' blog update on how we should make June 21st a holiday, I came up with a list of my own too. These can be for the remaining days of June:June 21st: Insult your Boss Day - Your boss can't get mad when you insult them today, because today it's Insult your Boss Day.June 22nd: Pee Out of the Urinal DayJune 23rd: Make a Prank Call DayJune 24th: Burp Freely DayJune 25th: Be Late for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108782976913286453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108782976913286453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108782976913286453' title='My obscure holidays'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108758515961283260</id><published>2004-06-18T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T13:59:19.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The post by the hour project: 3:00 pm</title><summary type='text'>Two out of four presentations ready. The other two will be ready on monday, because it's time for me to leave.Have a nice weekend, mystery readers!Now playing: Aerosmith - Back Back Train (yes, again, I only brought three CDs to work today...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108758515961283260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108758515961283260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108758515961283260' title='The post by the hour project: 3:00 pm'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108758195981222968</id><published>2004-06-18T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T13:07:29.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The post by the hour project: 2:00 pm</title><summary type='text'>This post by the hour thing is making the day go faster. That's good!I added Heather's mumbojumbogumbo blog to the links at the left. I enjoy Heather's writing a lot, and this new project is as good as her usual stuff. I liked the review of The Day After Tomorrow. Very cool, H!I made a call to the store that's framing my parents' portrait, and aparently it will be ready today, as scheduled. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108758195981222968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108758195981222968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108758195981222968' title='The post by the hour project: 2:00 pm'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108757972525563113</id><published>2004-06-18T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T12:28:45.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The post by the hour project: 1:00 pm</title><summary type='text'>Of course this post is a little late, I just came back from lunch.The sushi rolls were as good as usual. There was a lot of people at the sushi place, it's amazing how popular japanese food has become. That's good, because that means it'll take a long time before japanese restaurants go out of business. Maybe it's a fad, but at least I'm enjoying it while it's happening.The highlight of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108757972525563113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108757972525563113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108757972525563113' title='The post by the hour project: 1:00 pm'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108757454973220963</id><published>2004-06-18T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T11:02:29.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The post by the hour project: 12:00 m</title><summary type='text'>Well it's lunch time. Out finance director, who is from Argentina, is leaving at the end of the month, back to his home country. There is a surprise farewell party today, and his secretary has been sending invitations and reminders by email. It's at 3:00 pm. YEsterday there were some rumours that it was obligatory and everybody had to go. Yuck. I wasn't going anyway, but luckily I found out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108757454973220963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108757454973220963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108757454973220963' title='The post by the hour project: 12:00 m'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108757086511311501</id><published>2004-06-18T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T10:01:05.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The post by the hour project: 11:00 am</title><summary type='text'>Nothing exciting has happened in the last hour.Hmm... this post every hour thing is harder than I thought, at least if I want to make it interestig. Now playing: Aerosmith - Back Back Train</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108757086511311501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108757086511311501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108757086511311501' title='The post by the hour project: 11:00 am'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108756741419060331</id><published>2004-06-18T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T09:05:52.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The post by the hour project: 10:00 am</title><summary type='text'>Today is friday, and I'm having lunch with my workmates in the food court of the mall across the street. It's only 10:00 am and we are already discussing what we are going to eat.Having just a few days left at my current position has a lot of advantages. I'm receiving emails that I'm not even reading. Other people can handle it, I'm done, I only have to finish these presentations and that's it,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108756741419060331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108756741419060331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108756741419060331' title='The post by the hour project: 10:00 am'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108756378859124765</id><published>2004-06-18T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T08:03:08.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The post by the hour project: 9:00 am</title><summary type='text'>In order to distract myself throughout the day, I came up with the idea of one post every hour, that will summarize the events of the day until 3:00 pm, when I leave.So far it's looking pretty good. I have to continue working on the presentations for the Sales Convention that will take place in one week. That'll be four days of work and fun in Aruba. Sounds fun, yes, but it's not necessarily </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108756378859124765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108756378859124765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108756378859124765' title='The post by the hour project: 9:00 am'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108730613639164786</id><published>2004-06-15T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T08:30:25.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to make the world a better place</title><summary type='text'>Finally I found out what's wrong with the world:There aren't enough people that are like me.If people were more like me, the world would for sure be a better place.If more people agreed with my opinions, we wouldn't have to argue as much as we do. Things would be done my way, because my way would be everybody's way. This would save time and money.I need to start a be like me campaign. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108730613639164786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108730613639164786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108730613639164786' title='I want to make the world a better place'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108723736615586500</id><published>2004-06-14T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T13:22:46.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What lies ahead</title><summary type='text'>Right now I'm in the middle of a meeting with the sales team I'll be working with starting July 1st.I'm scared as a mouse.I will be attending important clients that are all over Caracas and the outer areas, and occasionally I'll be spending the whole day out of the city, in towns I have never been before in my life. Luckily I will go with my boss the first couple of months, but of course </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108723736615586500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108723736615586500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108723736615586500' title='What lies ahead'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108716585233692399</id><published>2004-06-13T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T17:30:52.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for clothes</title><summary type='text'>I need new clothes. Mostly because the new job requires me to dress up better than my usual style (which features colorful, never tucked in shirts, khakis or jeans, and comfortable shoes).So I came across some cool shirts, and I bought two.I hate shopping for clothes. I don't mind going with my wife when she wants to buy clothes for her, but when they are for me, I can never seem to find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108716585233692399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108716585233692399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108716585233692399' title='Shopping for clothes'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108716508079315915</id><published>2004-06-13T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T17:18:00.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Inspiration, where have you gone and why have you left me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108716508079315915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108716508079315915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108716508079315915' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108700580635175227</id><published>2004-06-11T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T21:03:26.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, the weekend is here</title><summary type='text'>This was a long week.I spent the past three days in a training course. It was very good, all about strategic thinking and planning. It made me feel really intelligent, because I dominated the subject better than everybody else in the room. Maybe because it was the second time I took the course, or maybe because I've actually worked on the subject in the past couple of years, but it felt really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108700580635175227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108700580635175227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108700580635175227' title='Finally, the weekend is here'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108682954048429124</id><published>2004-06-09T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T20:05:40.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finished</title><summary type='text'>Well, here they are, my parents, painted by their super son.This was harder than I thought it would be, it's the first time I try this, so it was a learning process. I hope I can make more portraits in the future, it was a fun experience.The portrait: The reference photo (this wasn't the exact one used, but if anyone wants to compare likeness this is good): </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108682954048429124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108682954048429124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108682954048429124' title='It&apos;s finished'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108665672388289448</id><published>2004-06-07T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T20:05:23.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The hunt for Depeche Mode</title><summary type='text'>At this point I now have the complete discography of Depeche Mode.Fifteen albums between those that I already owned and the ones I magically acquired, including the two singles collections from 81 to 85 and 86 to 98. Those are great.Now I'm on to a higher mission: the remixes. The remixes are, in my opinion, what set this band apart from the rest. They took a great song, and made it even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108665672388289448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108665672388289448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108665672388289448' title='The hunt for Depeche Mode'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108655399563804203</id><published>2004-06-06T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T15:37:54.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr</title><summary type='text'>I'm having the weirdest feeling. I am not an expert drawing portraits, much less painting them. But I do feel the portraits of my mom and dad are turning out very good. And the feeling that is bugging me is that as I see the painting take shape and more and more likeness, the more it's freaking me out. I'm finding it so bizarre looking at my parents' faces as they take shape, that I can't help </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108655399563804203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108655399563804203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108655399563804203' title='Brrr'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-10865472256590124</id><published>2004-06-06T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T13:40:25.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The work in progress</title><summary type='text'>What was once though up as a caricature ended up being a portrait.So far I'm happy with the results, now I'm going to paint my mom next to him. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/10865472256590124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/10865472256590124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10865472256590124' title='The work in progress'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108648802000121667</id><published>2004-06-05T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T21:13:40.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my money back</title><summary type='text'>There are good movies and bad movies, and then there is Van Helsing. What a waste of our money, I think it's one of the worst movies I've ever seen.The character of Dracula sucked, all the acting was bad, directing was crap, the script was shit, and it was too long. I give it a rating of minus a thousand stars. At least the special effects and the CGI were decent.My wife tells me they seem to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108648802000121667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108648802000121667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108648802000121667' title='I want my money back'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108631608389357868</id><published>2004-06-03T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T21:28:03.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day is coming</title><summary type='text'>...and have I bought my dad a present yet? Nope. Because several days ago I came up with the awesome yet stupid idea of making him a special present: a caricature. Because I got skills, I'm a madman when it comes to caricatures!...NOT!I've found that it's REALLY hard to make a caricature of my dad. I don't know if it's because my dad doesn't really have special or noticeable facial features, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108631608389357868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108631608389357868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108631608389357868' title='Father&apos;s Day is coming'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108622662656977019</id><published>2004-06-02T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T20:37:06.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite songs of all time</title><summary type='text'>Finally I decided on what are my top 10 favorite songs of all time. This was harder than I thought it would be...10. Billy Idol - Dancing With Myself9. Aerosmith - The Other Side8. Guns n' Roses - Nightrain7. Garbage - Stupid Girl6. Run DMC + Aerosmtith - Walk This Way5. The Beatles - Yesterday4. Bjork - Isobel3. U2 - Walk On2. U2 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For1. Depeche </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108622662656977019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108622662656977019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108622662656977019' title='My favorite songs of all time'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108613926545327636</id><published>2004-06-01T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T20:21:05.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to go to the bathroom.Now playing: Depeche Mode - It Doesn't Matter Two</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108613926545327636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108613926545327636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108613926545327636' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108596809630598614</id><published>2004-05-30T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:50:07.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme more TV products!</title><summary type='text'>No, not for me, uh-uh, no thanks. Just leave me here in front of the monitor.My wife wants this: the Bun and Thigh Roller. This would be our first home exercise machine. We actually saw the thing this weekend in an As Seen on TV store in a mall, along with other fancy excersice steady bycicles and a lot of more useless crap. Only once I've actually purchased a product from this infomercials. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108596809630598614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108596809630598614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108596809630598614' title='gimme more TV products!'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108576147344877719</id><published>2004-05-28T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T11:30:22.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme more food</title><summary type='text'>For the enjoyment of everybody, I added a food links section. Currently it features my four favorite foods:Food in generalChocolateSushiCheeseIf you're into chocolate, check out chocophile.com. It features a rating of fine chocolates from around the world. Turns out a venezuelan brand is rated as extraordinary (top quality), I recently bought a bar of this one after I read the review and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108576147344877719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108576147344877719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108576147344877719' title='Gimme more food'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108575840246171876</id><published>2004-05-28T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T10:33:22.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><summary type='text'>It's too quiet at work today. Mostly because a lot of my workmates are away on business trips. But I've only received six emails today, and it's almost noon. Good thing today I can get out at three, cause nothing exciting has happened. I so want to go home.Now playing: Depeche Mode - Everything Counts</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108575840246171876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108575840246171876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108575840246171876' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108571307759577537</id><published>2004-05-27T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T22:06:15.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The workplace in detail</title><summary type='text'>Well, I was so bored at work today that I decided to use the office camera to take a couple of pics and post the junk I deal with everyday.The left side1. Some kind of divine God souvenir bought in Dominican Republic. It's made of wood and looks cool, but it's a useless lump.2. My Movie Maniacs' Edward Scissorhands figure. One of my favorites.3. Board for posting notes, photos, and other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108571307759577537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108571307759577537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108571307759577537' title='The workplace in detail'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108568451692175536</id><published>2004-05-27T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T14:03:07.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wasabi workplace</title><summary type='text'>This is where I pla-- err, work. I'll post a more detailed look tomorrow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108568451692175536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108568451692175536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108568451692175536' title='The Wasabi workplace'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108567254798817528</id><published>2004-05-27T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T10:42:27.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid muse</title><summary type='text'>I want to photoshop, I want to draw, paint, write. If only I had inspiration.Stupid muse, who told you you could leave? Come back, dammit!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108567254798817528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108567254798817528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108567254798817528' title='Stupid muse'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108561944289194430</id><published>2004-05-26T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T19:57:22.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Redesigning</title><summary type='text'>I'm trying to decide on a color scheme for this thing.But I don't think this baby shit brown is nice.Tough luck, I'm sticking with it until I have better colorific inspiration. Now I'm getting me some dinner.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108561944289194430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108561944289194430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108561944289194430' title='Redesigning'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108560271273986398</id><published>2004-05-26T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T15:18:32.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for email!</title><summary type='text'>How I manage to receive an average of 120 emails per day at work is beyond my comprehension. And not only I receive an average of 120 each day, I also send out about 100 to 120 every day too.And it makes me wonder how companies managed their businesses before the email existed. I've heard stories of 'internal memos', which I think was very much something like an email from today. But other than</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108560271273986398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108560271273986398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108560271273986398' title='Yay for email!'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108549850242928304</id><published>2004-05-25T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T10:21:42.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The amusing ironies of progress</title><summary type='text'>I don't usually like the term third world country. There is a more diplomatic term called countries in development, or developing countries. Either way, Latin America is a bunch of countries in development. For political reasons, socioeconomic reasons, and who knows what else. Culture, mostly, I think. But in every country in development there are little outbursts of progress.Cellphones that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108549850242928304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108549850242928304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549850242928304' title='The amusing ironies of progress'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108539491866351509</id><published>2004-05-24T05:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T05:36:25.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasabi's movie review of the week:Big Fish</title><summary type='text'>So I finally got to see Big Fish. Both my wife and I are huge Tim Burton fans, and certainly we weren't disappointed with this one.Magical, beautiful and emotional, I think Big Fish is among Burton's best pictures yet. It reminded me a lot of Edward Scissorhands in terms of style and aesthetics, and also of Forrest Gump. Edward Bloom was some sort of smart Forrest Gump.Hmm...As you can see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108539491866351509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108539491866351509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108539491866351509' title='Wasabi&apos;s movie review of the week:&lt;br&gt;Big Fish'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108519313124304429</id><published>2004-05-21T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T21:32:11.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're back</title><summary type='text'>Yes, finally the PC is working again.We installed Windows XP and so far it's working great. Internet connection is back up, I already installed the basic software: PS, ACDSee, winamp and emule.I am in a hunt for the complete discography of Depeche Mode. And I need to start working on my next illustration entry for w1k. And I also need to finish my thesis... looks like it is going to be a busy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108519313124304429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108519313124304429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108519313124304429' title='And we&apos;re back'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108507565847045816</id><published>2004-05-20T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T12:54:18.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love job interviews</title><summary type='text'>Well, by now a decent update was required, so here I am.I had an interview with the headhunting agency last Monday, and yesterday I did a skills and personality test. The questions in this sort of thing are so funny sometimes. The idea was to pick, among four options, which was my most frequent behavior and which one was my least frequent. One of the questions was something like this:I am the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108507565847045816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108507565847045816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108507565847045816' title='I love job interviews'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108475353586429589</id><published>2004-05-16T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T19:25:35.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About the weekend (unoriginal title)</title><summary type='text'>Our computer messed up last night. We have no access to the internet, we had to reinstall Windows, it messed up worse than before, now we're backing up all our data so we can wipe the whole thing up and start over.So after burning twenty six CD's of mp3's, psd's, jgp's and zip's I hope it will work. Otherwise I can just picture myself throwing the computer out the window.I read about Kingdom </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108475353586429589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108475353586429589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108475353586429589' title='About the weekend (unoriginal title)'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108454248325099943</id><published>2004-05-14T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T08:49:49.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Minimalism is not my thing</title><summary type='text'>I cleaned up my desk at work. This is a task I usually perform every two or three months, depending on the gravity of the mess.This time, just to make it interesting, I made a list of everything I found, and I classified it in two groups: useful, not so useful but worth keeping and junk.The useful:1 laptop1 phone1 stereo1 calculator1 business card holder1 in/out tray that is filled with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108454248325099943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108454248325099943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108454248325099943' title='Minimalism is not my thing'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108449690909706953</id><published>2004-05-13T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T20:08:30.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all your base are belong to me</title><summary type='text'>About two years ago I found the odd yet appealing all your base are belong to us. Strange little animation, so bad and so good at the same time.A couple of weeks ago I stumbled across newgrounds.com (link to the left) and found an entire collection of all your base spoofs and parodies, and even the story of the original all your base.What caught my attention was not the wide variety of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108449690909706953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108449690909706953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108449690909706953' title='all your base are belong to me'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108441448249178397</id><published>2004-05-12T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T21:14:42.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They want my head</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so not literally.Today I got a call from a headhunter. These are the people whose job is to find candidates for job openings in other companies. I'm used to getting a call once in a while, not too much. And usually I go to the interviews and I end up realizing that I am in a pretty good position at my current job, and I have no real reason to leave.For me, considering these job </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108441448249178397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108441448249178397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108441448249178397' title='They want my head'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108429632962869760</id><published>2004-05-11T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T12:25:29.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About me and my so called art</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was doodling while being at a presentation, and the person that was sitting next to me saw my drawings. I was drawing ducks, which I don't know why exactly, because I always let my doodles take a life of their own faster than I think about them.So she tells me today that I really have talent and that I draw very good. I have a reputation for being somewhat arrogant, so I said - "of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108429632962869760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108429632962869760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108429632962869760' title='About me and my so called art'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108424265600677214</id><published>2004-05-10T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T21:30:56.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jaemee's Grab A Book game:Instructions:1. Grab the nearest book.2. Open the book to page 23.3. Find the fifth sentence.4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions."The Boy with Nails in His Eyesput up his aluminum tree.It looked pretty strangebecause he couldn't really see."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108424265600677214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108424265600677214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108424265600677214' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108420983712991535</id><published>2004-05-10T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T12:23:57.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoaaa</title><summary type='text'>Is this a cool new design or what?Ok, back to work now...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108420983712991535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108420983712991535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108420983712991535' title='Whoaaa'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108419251430706135</id><published>2004-05-10T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T07:50:19.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday, so mean to me</title><summary type='text'>It's monday, what am I doing here? The phone, the computer, the enormous amount of junk over my desk... must be work. I should be sleeping!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108419251430706135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108419251430706135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108419251430706135' title='Monday, Monday, so mean to me'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108407022698757413</id><published>2004-05-08T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T21:41:36.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent the whole day understanding the coding of my blog.And finally I managed to fix the three or four minor glitches that were bugging me.Thank you internet, good night!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108407022698757413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108407022698757413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108407022698757413' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108397077430810692</id><published>2004-05-07T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T18:05:29.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Starting in july, I'll be leaving my usual marketing field to go on a one-year sales assignment. This is part of a career development plan and I'm quite happy with the change, because I've kind of grown tired of my current job, which is managing the Glade brand for Venezuela and Andean countries.Today they told me who my new boss will be. I know him, he's cool, we get along fine.I sent him an</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108397077430810692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108397077430810692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108397077430810692' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108395193654691308</id><published>2004-05-07T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T12:59:32.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friends is over, everywhere but hereSo the final episode of Friends was last night.Yes, I do watch Friends. I always liked the show since the first season, and ever since the end of Seinfeld it became my favorite sitcom. I think the series had good writing all throughout the ten seasons, probably the last two or three were the weakest, but there was always at least one episode that made up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108395193654691308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108395193654691308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108395193654691308' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108388977131120386</id><published>2004-05-06T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:58:45.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Title of postI decided to title all my posts starting with this one. But I couldn't come up with a good title for tonight's post, so that'll have to do for now. I promise I'll think of more clever stuff the next time.I just added a few more links to the side column of my blog.There is a very good one called readprint, which is an online library with lots of good classic books such as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108388977131120386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108388977131120386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108388977131120386' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108376422903918391</id><published>2004-05-05T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T08:41:34.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to make my blog more interesting. I need to write about stuff. Any ideas? :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108376422903918391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108376422903918391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376422903918391' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108372178886443317</id><published>2004-05-04T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T20:58:57.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So here I am. It's finally over, one of the best birthdays I've had. This was my first birthday since I got married, and it was better than the ones when I was single. Being the home loving person that I am, it was a great feeling waking up with my wife and receive lots of attention and presents.Work was ok, it's nice to be the center of attention and have everybody say happy birthday and good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108372178886443317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108372178886443317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108372178886443317' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-1083702830570097</id><published>2004-05-04T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T15:38:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to give my blog a new direction. I used to write a lot a couple of years (or more) ago.Mabe I can write about vegetables.Suggestions welcome.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/1083702830570097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/1083702830570097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#1083702830570097' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108367441250271144</id><published>2004-05-04T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T07:44:09.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in a great mood today.Summary of events will be published at the end of the day :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108367441250271144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108367441250271144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108367441250271144' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108363577642851783</id><published>2004-05-03T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T21:00:21.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love being at home. I love my wife, and the feeling of being here. Life is good.The change from office to home is amazing. I love it here... Plus I'm happy and relaxed, cause tomorrow is my birthday. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108363577642851783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108363577642851783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108363577642851783' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108361356510499075</id><published>2004-05-03T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T14:50:14.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And now for something completely different: 'I want to go home' :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108361356510499075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108361356510499075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108361356510499075' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108360577007084851</id><published>2004-05-03T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T12:40:21.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm seeing my boss struggling to get out of a giant meat grinder that just caught her left foot. There's no escape now, bitch!The mind is a powerful thing :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108360577007084851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108360577007084851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108360577007084851' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108359071323059652</id><published>2004-05-03T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T08:29:27.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I have temper issues. But the image of my boss being run over by a truck is nice. Yes, I like happy thoughts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108359071323059652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108359071323059652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108359071323059652' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108358736242198844</id><published>2004-05-03T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T07:33:37.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really, really, really HATE my boss. I don't need people reminding me things fifty thousand times!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108358736242198844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108358736242198844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108358736242198844' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108355501909338950</id><published>2004-05-02T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T22:34:40.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I ate like a maniac today.My entire family went to a japanese/thai restaurant today, celebrating my birthday in advance because I won't be able to go out with them on the actual birthday date (which is next tuesday).My meal went like this:First, a seafood and tamarindo spicy soup, called aphrodisiac seafood soup. Yeah baby!Second, a sushi roll of crispy rice topped with unagi and rolled in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108355501909338950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108355501909338950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108355501909338950' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108346606126455487</id><published>2004-05-01T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T22:01:41.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is labor day here. It's a pity may 1st was saturday this year, I could have used a day off from work instead of having to go to that dreadful party.But it was a good day today, I got up at 10:30 am and my wife had ready a killer breakfast of fried eggs and bacon. Then we went out for a while to a new department store and found out the venezuelan football (soccer) team was in the store </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108346606126455487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108346606126455487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108346606126455487' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108337788986235549</id><published>2004-04-30T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T21:22:28.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, it's official. I can't dance. I can't and I won't.Today I had to go to an office party out of town, some motivation and integration thing. So we were organized in teams and I was in team yellow. The others were red, blue and green, and we won in the games. The games were sack races, jumping over things, and team building competitios to reinforce team work and integration. That was in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108337788986235549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108337788986235549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108337788986235549' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108326005574214486</id><published>2004-04-29T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T12:41:39.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, let's make this the first real post of something in this thing.I'm looking at a Dilbert comic strip, that in the last frame pretty much summarizes what I think of my workplace. He is asking his boss 'why do we do unimportant things?', and his reply is 'because we can!'. That's the problem here, we waste too much time on what's not really important, then the things that are important </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108326005574214486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108326005574214486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108326005574214486' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108320804807846411</id><published>2004-04-28T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T08:23:56.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally this thing is up.Is this the new internet craze? Blogs? Well at least I'll have a place where I can write down all the stuff that I keep thinking up and maybe somebody will read it.It's time for me to be famous!(Thanks to Taz for hosting my images)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108320804807846411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108320804807846411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108320804807846411' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847935.post-108308281064929777</id><published>2004-04-27T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:24:24.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is there anybody out there?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108308281064929777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847935/posts/default/108308281064929777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madwasabi.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108308281064929777' title=''/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059365911431821923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
