<?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-14836260</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:36:52.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Cylinders Firing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505241572540707352</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14836260.post-112291242773126607</id><published>2005-08-01T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:07:07.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget the Curveball, Ricky - Give 'Em the Heater</title><content type='html'>I have a meeting this afternoon with management to discuss the "future" of my software group's user interface direction. The plan is to provide them with enough material to get them excited about a new aesthetic look and feel. It's quite possible that this meeting could either secure my longevity at the company or trigger a purge of all UI creators. Oh wait, I'm the only one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I can't wait to get in to the meeting and sit back while my boss does all the talking. My bullshit knows no limits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14836260-112291242773126607?l=grostorfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/feeds/112291242773126607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14836260&amp;postID=112291242773126607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112291242773126607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112291242773126607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/2005/08/forget-curveball-ricky-give-em-heater.html' title='Forget the Curveball, Ricky - Give &apos;Em the Heater'/><author><name>Gabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505241572540707352</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14836260.post-112248699333743954</id><published>2005-07-27T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T13:06:12.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Women</title><content type='html'>Do yourself a favor and go listen to "Women" by Def Leppard, which is found on their legendary Hysteria album. It will teach you everything you need to know about females.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding. That song rocks, though. ("a whole lotta fire, a little bit of ice!"!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard one time that the odds of a man finding his "perfect match" are something like 10,000 to 1. Now, I don't know where that figure comes from, but it doesn't exactly inspire much hope. I think maybe everyone is supposed to find someone they can be content with and just accept that as a "oh well, close enough" relationship. I certainly hope that's not the case, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that everyone's uplifted, back to singing: "Women! Women! Lots of pretty women!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666655;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14836260-112248699333743954?l=grostorfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/feeds/112248699333743954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14836260&amp;postID=112248699333743954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112248699333743954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112248699333743954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/2005/07/women.html' title='Women'/><author><name>Gabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505241572540707352</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14836260.post-112240756195312612</id><published>2005-07-26T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T14:55:22.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Monitor Throwing</title><content type='html'>I've decided to stop throwing monitors at people and instead use this to rant and rave, hopefully to calm myself. That being said, I believe it's still ok to curse and slam my fist on the desk sometimes. Below are some things that have affected my mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good = My fully charged iPod blasts an Iggy Pop &amp;amp; The Stooges song, making me jump.&lt;br /&gt;Bad = Realizing that the project I'm working on features code from Satan.&lt;br /&gt;Good = Instead of dessert, I opt for a bowl of soup after eating my salad.&lt;br /&gt;Bad = I lust for carrot cake and curse the bowl of soup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14836260-112240756195312612?l=grostorfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/feeds/112240756195312612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14836260&amp;postID=112240756195312612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112240756195312612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112240756195312612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-more-monitor-throwing.html' title='No More Monitor Throwing'/><author><name>Gabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505241572540707352</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14836260.post-112239946771546163</id><published>2005-07-26T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T12:37:47.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Make Me Smile</title><content type='html'>1. The new Clutch album, "Robot Hive/Exodus", which kicks major intergallactic a$$.&lt;br /&gt;2. My vacation at Myrtle Beach.&lt;br /&gt;3. My mini-vacation at Put In Bay.&lt;br /&gt;4. Visiting my family and seeing my niece and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last week I listened to the same King Crimson song (a live recording of "Starless") for the entire day. The ENTIRE day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14836260-112239946771546163?l=grostorfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/feeds/112239946771546163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14836260&amp;postID=112239946771546163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112239946771546163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112239946771546163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/2005/07/things-that-make-me-smile.html' title='Things That Make Me Smile'/><author><name>Gabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505241572540707352</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14836260.post-112239848020119555</id><published>2005-07-26T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T12:28:57.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow the Leader</title><content type='html'>Everyone else has their own blog, and I'm too lazy to build my own. Now that I think of it, I don't even have my own web site except for a one-screen portfolio site, and that is hosted at geocities. Man, I've GOT to get my stuff together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's what I'm up to lately:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Work, eat, work, drink, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, that's about it. Ciao for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14836260-112239848020119555?l=grostorfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/feeds/112239848020119555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14836260&amp;postID=112239848020119555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112239848020119555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14836260/posts/default/112239848020119555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grostorfer.blogspot.com/2005/07/follow-leader.html' title='Follow the Leader'/><author><name>Gabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505241572540707352</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
