<?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-10183076</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:21:01.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the valley kids, the Ottawa valley</title><subtitle type='html'>Good day everyone,

Glad you found me. I thought I would keep this blog going to those who ever wonder what I am up to, what I might be looking like, and of course, what sort of great stories I have up my sleeves. So, welcome, and always free to stop by and say hello. Livn in Ottawa, Canada ... keep on keepin on !!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10183076.post-114376680993332703</id><published>2006-03-30T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:00:09.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/107951/334820.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - 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Workn as a Directorof Business Development.  Doin that scary thing that we all talk about ... dum dum dum, the career. I am likn the team and all in all things seem to be rollin along. Been doin a lot of road trips with old friends, North Bay, Toronto, Montreal, and Quebec City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from seein an old girlfriend, that is another story to tell over a beer. She is a great girl, just in hawaii now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin into my own condo in about a month or sooner time. The gas prices are hurtn my bum. Fekn gas fekers ! My car likes the gas, I just don't like puttn it in there when these prices are so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I will leave this as a brief teaser, but I just got myself a digital camera, so the photos will start to roll in,once I figure out how to work it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch yahs, and remember ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't play with fire because Smokey the Bear said so !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and more thing GO SENS GO YAH FEKN LEAFS FANS, how do you like those scores ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-111402708360262472?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/111402708360262472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=111402708360262472' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/111402708360262472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/111402708360262472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-deh-from-valley.html' title='Good Deh from the Valley ...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10183076.post-111327369412280297</id><published>2005-04-11T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:41:34.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy fuck Batman ?</title><content type='html'>Okay kiddies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That was a wild weekend. As usual the tour with the boyz is hard to recooperate from on Mondays. But I missed my first meeting at 8:30, just in time to make the second for 9 AM. Thats alright the Director is a fukin Wanker anyway. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    Started the Friday off with a few visits to clients then straight to the Hard Rock patio. One of my mates started with me and went to work. Then Katie showed up to carry me through the rest of the night. Thats when it got messy. We went over to another new Irish pub to meet up with Steph, Anne, and then Mars and Meridith. Then Shcmooky calls to say I'm picking yah up in 10 and we're going to my place. Yah whateve I told him, 5 ladies and what ? So, I convinced him to stick it out for at least 5 drinks, we got the ladies drunk then planned to return dtown around 10. Well, we got pissed and finally came back only to miss out on the meeting, I lost schmooky and found 2 other friends to rip up the danec floor with them. It worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Started off Saturday with Mr. Schmuki and Marco at my buddies restaurant gettn a jig and jag on. THen we hit up Schmooks again for  some boyz night in with Ultimate Fighting and cold beers. Nothing better !! Then dowtown to meet the ladies. The rest of the story, kinda hazy ! I think I was making out with a cougar ?? I am still waiting to hear back from my buddy ! I am not like that though. i had church in the am. Well thats what I told her ! Hee Hee ... Nah, I'm all good !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyways, just givn yahs a quick uppytadaty as to how the debotury is goin ! Goin to salsa dancin this Tursaday with me mates. A bunch of the girls wanna start it so we can rip it up at Smookies wedding !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta go ... Sean on the fly !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-111327369412280297?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/111327369412280297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=111327369412280297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/111327369412280297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/111327369412280297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/04/holy-fuck-batman.html' title='Holy fuck Batman ?'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-111127138694062728</id><published>2005-03-19T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:49:12.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again ...</title><content type='html'>Gday to those who have stopped by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Well its been a been awhile since we made a deposit on the blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           My social activities in terms of drunking debotury have taimed down quite a bit since the tornado i got hit with over the last 2 months. But it is the weekend and we actually have sun and warm weather. I thought i was in Scotland again without the rain. I gotta telll yahs i sure do miss the craic there. It's a different way of life. I might still make it back to Ireland in the next year or 2. I think i can find a wife over there and maye a good job. Or just a good pint of guiness would make me happy. Preferably one in Galway. MY friend from Berlin is in Dublin right now and asks that i make it over. We met in Crete, Greece and he had biked through over 25 countries and through 2 continents. Really cool stories if yah ever meet him. Anyways the flitchen asked that i keep in touch as he is living in Dublin working and learning English. I did have a good time there.Maybe I will fly over for a weekend and try to marry for a greencard. I will keep you up todate on the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I have these friends who own a design firm and one of their sisters runs this speed dating business. They think i would be hilarious for it. Apparently hot people go there as well. Not to say I am a Tom Cruise. Maybe a Brad Pitt, or something like that. Some one once told me that I look like Pacey and I almost shot the fuker. anyways i might try it. i always thought that people who try those out are well yah know mad. But, i guess i am to so what do i have to loose. You get to meey 8 people in 8 minutes or something. Then they take your contact info, you tell them which ones you liked adn if you both choose the other you get there contact info. my friend designed the site it looks kinda interesting, www.datingfield.com. I think that idea gets a maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I have been hard at work, up at 5 am every morning to get to work. Then back at home to get into my studies. Then back to the wood shop on the weekends.Just been getting my mind clear and trying to keep on trukin as my man Will would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       What else can I tell yahs. Not to sure. I have been spending my Tursday night watchin the OC, only cause the hot chicks of course. The hot lesbian just broke up with ... thats enough I sound like a fekn chick. But there are hot chicks on the show. I like watchn the Vegas show on Mondays as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Speakin of shows. If any of you guys who went to Scotland and are back in Canada or maybe even the States. There is this show on PBS every Sunday night at 7:30 called Tartan TV. Its really cool to refleft back at thespots I have actually been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Well, thats all for now. I am spednign the day in Ottawa tomorrow with our puppy and me mah helping her out shown our dog at this puppy dog show. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ... gotta go .. Sean , aka Seanski&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-111127138694062728?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/111127138694062728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=111127138694062728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/111127138694062728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/111127138694062728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-again.html' title='Back again ...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110844762182666821</id><published>2005-02-14T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T22:07:01.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats up ?</title><content type='html'>Okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; your gonna get a big list of blogs. Its just that all you chiks have been busting my balls about the editing side of thigns. So, from hear on in ths shit is gonna look good, as will I. Who wants some sugar ??? Okay, just went streakn wit dah old man after we polished off a bottle of gin and juice !!! Man the boys are a little cold !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yahs ... Seanski&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110844762182666821?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110844762182666821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110844762182666821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110844762182666821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110844762182666821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/02/whats-up.html' title='Whats up ?'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110817412672851882</id><published>2005-02-11T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T18:08:46.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at er ..</title><content type='html'>Gday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I got shit from some people for not keepin at it so, here we go again. I realized that one gets a little bored out in the country. But don't get to excited, I've been stayin out doors all the time on the ranch and trying to avoid this slow ass fukin compooter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      If your wondering what I'm up to, just tryin to keep on keepn on. Been busy as one can be in the forest. Did I mention I was raised by bears during the week, and the wolves had me on the weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Been writing, lots of it actually. Feels good in a way, to get the stuff out. My creative juices are flowing again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Been picky about work because I had 2 job offers, and wasn't into them. I think it was for the better. The one was selling Ad space for a 50+ mag, good portfolio but shit ass pay, no car allowance. The other one was a head bangin situation. The secretary new me, thats a secret. Just a friend relax. The lady wasn't asking questions and was surprised to hear that I knew more about her company then she did. Hey we do our research, got be grown up some times. So back to the drawing board. But on the side I have been doing my carpentry training during the days and bathing naked by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Went out on the piss with Palm Dawg, Adrien, and Matt. Alright night but the head isn't there yet. We'll keep on keepin on. Good to see the good ol boys though. We were talkin about smookies stag night .. man this could get messy. We're thinkin of Vegas, if you've seen the film Very Bad Things, yah times that by 50 and there we are. But, the summer at Smookes resort could be good this summer. Gonna by a wake board and give the Palm Dawg a run for his money, no flips yet. Palm Dawg, nice ride fuker. Keep on pimpn ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My mah got me a cowboy hat from Texas and I think it turned me. I think I am actually a true country boy, aka true blue hick at heart. I just wish I had the old horses. The hat is an Alan Jackson hat I think, black and lookin sharp. Apparently the Texans take their hat shit pretty seriously. I have to either hang it our lay upside down every night, so we are ! Our friend has a ropin ranch near where George Bush lives. He was the champion roper, hmmm. Gots to be American !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As for turning, I find myself listening to Country everyday. Still lovin Faith, who doesn't. Tim you lucky feker. Some of the songs are a little suicidal but others I find myself doin a dosy doh in my room grabn one of the dogs and stompin my feet. Giver, and drive er like yah stoler ! Der we go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; If your on the phone or writing letters send em my way. I will be living around here till at least April so lookin for all the extra entertainment as possible. Gettn some money together for either back over to Scotland, a cruise ship job, or maybe Australia. I told a lot of people I would be there last may, but we'll see. Its the money ting. But, that didn't stop us before. Need to figure out if Ty wants to get a place, if not I'm on the go again. So, if yah wanna hang out do it now. I usually leave and touch base a few years later. It just seems to be what we do ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess ... yah I still like stuff. So give us a call. Tryin to find a valentine before the shit day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will enter more about my travel adventures tomorrow, gotta go do me leg workout. Hey this summer I'm lookin damn ass fine !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yahs ... Sean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110817412672851882?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110817412672851882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110817412672851882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110817412672851882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110817412672851882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/02/back-at-er.html' title='Back at er ..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110748761365838275</id><published>2005-02-03T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:26:53.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the rollin hills of Ireland ...</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I thought I would get back to the adventures i had in Europe. I got an email from Tones in Belfast and he gave me shit . So, this blog is dedicated to the famous DJ Tones, the sweet Em, the amazing MarK, and the unforgettable BRian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, I believe I left you off at Dublin. As mentioned I made it over with my gratious escort, Rob, the Pike, remember Snatch, from Dublin. He was returning there to rescue his younger 16yr old brother from the Gypsy park. He was getting into heavy drugs and car theft. Rob was learning how to Read and Write in Manchester and wanted to give his bro the same opportunity by bringinh him back with him. Its a really incredible story we had together. But anyways, Rob, knew the good and bad parts to Dublin. Everyone thinks its just a continuous trail of Guiness, but as all of my adventures, I always go off the tourist path on my own  to see how they live. Rob, was good to know because he told the bad spots of where not to go at night, the slums, and where the ral Dublin spots were in terms of enjoying the locals and their surroundings. I was very lucky to have met him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We got into Dublin, and he started laughing at me with my Lonely Planet. I thought, what ? He said yah fekn tourist put dat shit away and cum on ! Okay, he laughed again at all the shit I had. Just ak anyone who travelled with me. Apparently that is one skill I have not managed, pack lightly stupid. With time though. Hey I was just a country boy from Oxford Mills, Canada. The last time I was in Europe was over 6 years ago. So, we hopped on the local bus. At this time it was about 11pm at night. I had already been travelling for up to 36hrs. with the time change. Yah, slightly exhausted. But, we rolled with it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     Rob asked where I was going, uhm not quite sure i told him. When actually I had no fukin clue. He said he would take me to the Lower Gardiner area. I just rhymed off this hostel, he said he knew the area and would take me there. Not only did he take me there, but he walked me straight into the hostel reception, carrying some of my 50k of luggage pieces. What a bloke. I knew that I was gonna liek Ireland from then on. AS Idid. I recommen anyone go there. Its true the Guiness and music is definitely better there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So, i had planned to station myself in Dublin for at least a few days, way too expensive for any longer. I satyed atthe Issacs hostel the first night but moved out the next am around the corner to a dirtier but much cheaper one. You should remembr I only had enough for a months living, with the exchange maybe a 3 week spand. So, cuttn the corners ther was necessary. I had this contact of an Irish lady along the South West coast who's husband had a Heritage monument on the West coast up from Galway, in SLigo. The deal was she would hook me up with her husband, who turned out to be her ex of which she despises but forget to mention before arriving. I had no working visas, I know crazy but at the time of departure it wasn't feasible. So, anyways, I talked to this Gerry lady down South and she mentioned, sure no problem Kalem will meet with yah and there is lots of work over in Sligo. Hmmm, what a fukin bitch. Sorry about the French. But, I had arranged plans to work there at his monument for room and board. But, I arrived in Sligo 5 days later and when he finally met up with me he asked that I put my luggage in the boot, trunk. He then started running all over town doing errands. Alrght, this made me think he was a busy man, not just a disorganized neurotic nutcase who had no message that I was coming from his exwife.. This at the time we did not know. So, I starte running around little SLigo with him. He lost me at an electronic store where I started thinking what the hell man ! He came back in and told me to fek off and he didn't have time to host, what ? I thought fast and left and ran back to his car. He took off with me and was just about to leave with all of my stuff, when I caught him. Fuk man i hadn't even been there a week.So, we we grab our shit and went back to the hostel from the night before for one more night to get a game plan. It was then that I think my travels really began. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Its crazy how the strange things always happen when the kettle is hot, expression when thes hit hits the fan. I was luggin my shit down the main st. of Sligo when this guy walks by witha  huge Surf board. Interesting. I stopped him and asked him where the water was / He said , alright der its be just about 20 imins on the Strandhill bus outta town ! Strandhill ... hmmm So , when I went back to the hostel I did my research and that was my next plan. We rolled with it and went to Strandhill.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It was amazing, a whoel beach, surf, and noone else around to bug me. These are the things you appreciate, most take for advantage. I, grabbed the one beer I could afford and went and sat on the beach for probably about 5-6 hours. I then, realized I made it. 3 years i wanted to come over to Ireland, never possibl;e till then. The only shitty thing was that I needed to get some more money, a game plan, and a place to rest ... so we called Belfast ... and this is where I come back later. I got a go for a run ... The weather here is finally above -10, a bit different then what you guys are used to in BElfast. But, if you've read this far, you'll come back to rad more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slanche ... Sean ... till later       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110748761365838275?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110748761365838275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110748761365838275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110748761365838275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110748761365838275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/02/back-to-rollin-hills-of-ireland.html' title='Back to the rollin hills of Ireland ...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110730400982292862</id><published>2005-02-01T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T16:26:49.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, yah like stuff ...</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  	I want everyone to do one thing this weekend, get pissed and be merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 	I have realized one thing since I got back home, internet sucks big hairy fukin balls. But, that's a story for the pub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I am going stir crazy, i think clinically insane. I never thought living back  at the parents could be so crazy.  But, it is. At least they let me have friends over and watch movies at night. Plus dad is finally letting me smoke some of his hasish and mom lets me talk to her hooker friends. They are such nice ladies. Quite the business people. They said I can drive for them on the weekends if I want. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The trailer is getting kinda crowded with all of the family living here: grandma &amp; grandpa, little kenny and peggy sue, all the triplets, my sister, her 47 year old boyfriend, the piranha, and the  6 dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Well, almost all of that is true, the dogs that is. We are getting a new pup this weekend from Texas. Gonna try to shop for a horse for the spring. WE got a huge farm and lots of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I am just waiting to start working. Going a bit mad, and I think I have driven everyone else mad. Sorry to those certain few. But, I would listen to you  as well. But, anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Ty guy wants to do a road trip from Newfy land to Vancouver when he gets back. Crazy mutta fuka ! WE will see, I think it would be hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Started boxing again, well training so I should be pretty hot by spring. But losing the belly, having some hard times with it. We have just become so close through all these times. amazing how you become so attached to such a beautiful thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	As for the future plans. Hmmmm ... I 've got some bills to clear here before we get to the Cayman Isls. I give myself 30 in the Caymans. Would love the company if anyone wants to come. AS for right now, in Ottawa in the pretty mutta fukin cold but chillin like a villain.  If your up dis way der giv us a ring and we will kick the sis and her dirty ass boyfriend out for the night and give you a spot on the couch with the grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, thats a 10-4 ... alright see yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean, aka Seanski .... 1.613.258.0202 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110730400982292862?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110730400982292862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110730400982292862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110730400982292862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110730400982292862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-yah-like-stuff.html' title='So, yah like stuff ...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110687253997631370</id><published>2005-01-27T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T16:35:39.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in transition ...</title><content type='html'>Heya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Man is my life busy ... I think that either my drinks are getting stronger or my liver is actually disappearing. I went out on the weekend with my mate Holly and the girls ! Went to Zaphods and met up with some mates that I haven't seen in quite some time. It was all good. Still kinda shook up but managed to shake a leg or 2. Ended the night with some shooters and blankness, awaking in the am on a reclining chair with my spine in a pretzel ! Have been commuting back and forth from Ottawa, freezing me balls off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Why did I come back here ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Everthing was great in Scotland ! At least there we had a coal fire. But, gonna hook up the wood fire tomorrow. Have been looking hot and stuff. lost 5 pounds already, the belly will still take some time ! I am proud of it. I have gotten a lot of rubs on this sexy little guy. I am not sure if I wanna part. Maybe I will just turn it into a small one so those who wanna pet it still can ! Contemplating going to Texas next week for the weekend, well 6 days. Will have to see with work and stuff ! It's kinda of a crazy tour ! That's all for now ! I don't even know if anyone reads this stuff, but thats all good. At least i know what I'm up to ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Yammas for now ... Sean , aka Seanski to those I met from Hg. St. !a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110687253997631370?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110687253997631370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110687253997631370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110687253997631370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110687253997631370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-in-transition.html' title='Just in transition ...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10183076.post-110687193532455682</id><published>2005-01-22T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T16:25:35.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am again ...</title><content type='html'>               I think I was finishing up my last day of work at the strip&lt;br /&gt;bar, The Western Bar. Let me just tell you that no matter where you go in the world, except Montreal, strip bars don't change. Just in Scotland they get a little more entertaining. For examp le, the girls don't dance when the footy, soccer,or rugby match is on. It's not because of the guys not watching it's because the girls wanna watch it. Then when they dance they stop half way through to ask me to give them a smoke or change the song. It was at first but, when they started to take off there wigs and start talking about their 2-3 kids and lesbian girlfriends it lost its flavour. I did have the chance to kiss one of the dancers, Viki was her stage name, at a XMAS party until she got to drunk and realized she was kissing the barkeep, then ran off to her eleged kids, which I think she was just getting off to see her other boyfriends. I guess it is part of the requirements as working at a Strip bar. I was the dj/barkeep/dorrman/coat check chick at the door/shrink for the dancers. The one entertaining thing was that I told them my name was Sean like Sean Connery. They instantly started calling me Mr. Connery ! I rolled wit it ! But, I was happy anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The next day at the bar I was working, door, dj, and bartender at the same time. I have to tell in your person the actual layout, but it wasn't that big of a bar. My Aussie mate, well this guy that I knew shall we say, was pestering me to go on this Jump on Jump off tour up to the highlands. It was a hogmany tour included with the accomodation at the hostel. I really didn't like hanging out with the guy, your typical meat head. He spoke in a real soft voice and was really touchy feely. As well, everytime a girl rolled up he jumped in front of you and started talking out his arse, some fukin Aussies ! Love the rest of yahs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	 But, I was getting over the strippers and needed a change. So, I knew that I had a job offer to go and work up in the Isle of Skye hostel, the most amazing place on earth, for a few months after New Years. The High St. hostel I was staying at had a deal with their other hostels and tour company that you could work in between the other locations for free accomodation and a small wage. So, as before, we rolled with it ! I didn't sleep that night and didn't realize that I was hopping on the biggest boozze cruise via the highlands to ever leave Edinburgh. I found myself drinking Scottish piss, Tenneants beer  at 5 am till 7:30 am with my mate Tennants Steve from Auss. When my bus was coming to pick us up. I didn't have any of my shit packed, but that's alright because I needed to loose half of my gear anyways. Thanks to Kevo for the unloading services. Enjoy the slicks mate ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	So, the bus arrived and we were off. People were already drinking at this time, since the night before. I have to tell you in person about these 3 guys from NewZealand and Aus. They were the Shrek brothers, apparently one of them looked like shrek. So, throughout the entire tour we knew them as the Shrek boys. When they got on at 8am they were already pissed from the night before. They hadn't stopped, and to top off just had been returned by the police to the hostel and kicked out that day to find themselves onto our bus. There we were ... on our way to the highlands ... My first time along with 25 other strangers. I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knew my buddy Yan from Port Elizabeth, South Africa and the Johnnie B Good Aus !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;ˇ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110687193532455682?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110687193532455682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110687193532455682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110687193532455682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110687193532455682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/here-i-am-again.html' title='Here I am again ...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634282714125914</id><published>2005-01-21T13:27:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T11:31:00.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beks goin off party at the Atlas, i think it ended up with table dancn at the Full Moon after !  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634282714125914?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634282714125914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634282714125914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634282714125914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634282714125914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/beks-goin-off-party-at-atlas-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634284097815607</id><published>2005-01-21T13:27:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:13:22.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me promoting the hostel in Santorini, Greece. Beat it Charlies Angles !  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634284097815607?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634284097815607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634284097815607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634284097815607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634284097815607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-promoting-hostel-in-santorini.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634285367460488</id><published>2005-01-21T13:27:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:09:22.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ad the Baz man hittn the beach to catch sum 5am waves.   &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634285367460488?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634285367460488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634285367460488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634285367460488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634285367460488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-ad-baz-man-hittn-beach-to-catch-sum.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634282265071555</id><published>2005-01-21T13:27:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:49:54.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I guess I kinda do look like a beached whale. How do they sound ? Meeaaaaaaoooooowwwnnnnn !! Somtin like that !  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634282265071555?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634282265071555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634282265071555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634282265071555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634282265071555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/yah-i-guess-i-kinda-do-look-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634283319039528</id><published>2005-01-21T13:27:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:48:47.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call this customer relations with a really annoying fly that wouldn't shew !! Little did he know he smelt like a Swamp donkey !  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634283319039528?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634283319039528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634283319039528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634283319039528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634283319039528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/call-this-customer-relations-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634284969285223</id><published>2005-01-21T13:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:47:41.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not this was at The Atlas Bar &amp; Grill, Santorini, Greece. My buddy Dave just fed me a shot of Tequila !! Damnnnnnnnnn ....  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634284969285223?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634284969285223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634284969285223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634284969285223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634284969285223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/believe-it-or-not-this-was-at-atlas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634286035632975</id><published>2005-01-21T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:45:47.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view from my Scooter getaways where I convinced girls that I was a tour guide. Hee Hee !!  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634286035632975?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634286035632975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634286035632975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634286035632975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634286035632975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-view-from-my-scooter-getaways.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634281570617741</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:55.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20208.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20208.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634281570617741?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634281570617741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634281570617741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634281570617741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634281570617741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634281570617741.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634280987959122</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:49.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20147.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20147.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634280987959122?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634280987959122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634280987959122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634280987959122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634280987959122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634280987959122.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634280192502371</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:41.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20177.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20177.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634280192502371?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634280192502371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634280192502371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634280192502371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634280192502371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634280192502371.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634279871873302</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:38.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20173.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20173.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634279871873302?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634279871873302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634279871873302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634279871873302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634279871873302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634279871873302.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634279413205749</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:34.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20131.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20131.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634279413205749?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634279413205749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634279413205749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634279413205749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634279413205749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634279413205749.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634279130467134</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:31.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20122.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20122.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634279130467134?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634279130467134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634279130467134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634279130467134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634279130467134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634279130467134.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634278551275182</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:25.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20119.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20119.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634278551275182?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634278551275182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634278551275182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634278551275182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634278551275182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634278551275182.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634277982357942</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:19.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20103.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634277982357942?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634277982357942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634277982357942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634277982357942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634277982357942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634277982357942.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634277162536383</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:11.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20096.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20096.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634277162536383?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634277162536383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634277162536383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634277162536383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634277162536383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634277162536383.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634276245547965</id><published>2005-01-21T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:26:02.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20090.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20090.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634276245547965?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634276245547965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634276245547965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634276245547965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634276245547965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634276245547965.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634275605483291</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:56.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20066.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20066.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634275605483291?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634275605483291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634275605483291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634275605483291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634275605483291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634275605483291.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634275135564778</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:51.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20053.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20053.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634275135564778?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634275135564778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634275135564778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634275135564778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634275135564778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634275135564778.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634274596384461</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:45.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634274596384461?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634274596384461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634274596384461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634274596384461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634274596384461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634274596384461.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634273575241078</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:35.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20025.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20025.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634273575241078?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634273575241078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634273575241078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634273575241078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634273575241078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634273575241078.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634273012551043</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:30.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20024.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20024.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634273012551043?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634273012551043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634273012551043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634273012551043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634273012551043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634273012551043.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634272066838864</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:20.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634272066838864?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634272066838864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634272066838864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634272066838864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634272066838864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634272066838864.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634271018981233</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:10.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Sean%20on%20the%20go%209.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Sean%20on%20the%20go%209.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634271018981233?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634271018981233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634271018981233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634271018981233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634271018981233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634271018981233.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634270031367116</id><published>2005-01-21T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:25:00.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Picture%208.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Picture%208.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634270031367116?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634270031367116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634270031367116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634270031367116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634270031367116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_110634270031367116.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634269562063899</id><published>2005-01-21T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:24:55.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Picture%207.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Picture%207.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634269562063899?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634269562063899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634269562063899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634269562063899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634269562063899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110634264394750341</id><published>2005-01-21T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:24:03.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/640/Santorini%20304.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/3101/320/Santorini%20304.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days, when ... I ripppppppped it  up in Santorini, Greece baby, man did you guys miss out. To everyone that was in these pics with me, lovin yahs, and lets email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10183076-110634264394750341?l=seanski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/feeds/110634264394750341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10183076&amp;postID=110634264394750341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634264394750341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10183076/posts/default/110634264394750341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanski.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-days-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08956217027894429238</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-10183076.post-110687187043629437</id><published>2005-01-21T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:54:26.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheres Seanski, Elliott, or Sean to everyone else at now ?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have returned to Canada. I have come across this site with the help&lt;br /&gt;of one of my very close friends. Now, you are wondering where the hell have you been and what are you up to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, I guess the best way is to just get you to call me. If I am not there, on the dunny, at the beer store, or on the lake, or not in the country anymore, mah and pah will know where to find me ! But for now the number is ... Seanski at, (00)1.613.258.0202. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To start I decided to quit working at this martini swank ass bar, slinging sour martinis for posh wankers, earning peanuts to pay for my consulting business. I did keep the job at Pizza Pizza though, hey man drive thru is the most rewarding thin g that you can do. Great benefit package. I got promoted to full time head drive thru guy in a week. I knew I was going places. But, as for the last 14 months ... let's try to beak it down like this ... Started off in Ottawa back in 03 ... I got screwed over by my friends in rent, dumped by the first girlfriend, quit the shitty job, wished my parents well, and bought a return ticket to Manchester. Why, because I really needed a change and wanted to see Ireland for about 3 years. Actually, I I needed to see if Pizza Pizza was really for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, I only had a return ticket for 9 months, enough money to last a month and no clue as to who would meet me, where I was going to live, and what the hell I was going to do once I got there. But, what the hell ... at least they spoke English in Ireland. I was tryn to find my mate Palmer, aka tha Palm Dawg, the guy is like Carman San Diego or Waldo when he's outta the country. I wanted to hook up with Palmer because I knew he was outside of Dublin, and we needed to parrrrty like it was 1995 ! I was supposed to work outside Sligo on the west coast at a Heritage monument with this ladies husband. My parents recommended the contact, but forgot to mention she was useless and hated her exhusband ! Greaaattt, little did we know ! Not long there before my luggage almost got stolen by this skitzo Irishman who was pissed off that his exwife sent me to work with him, and forgot to tell him. I think he was a little emotionally unstable shall we say ! Greeeeat again ... just what I needed. But, we said okay ... thats fuked, and decided to go to Belfast. So, we did. I finally found my mate Brian who arranged to meet with me. I didn't know where he lived, let alone anything about Belfast. He did return my email though and we made arrangements to finally meet at the bus station upon arrival ! Little did I know that he lived in the IRA housing part of town, the heart of the IRA. It had been  a year since our last small visit in Canada. He always mentioned that I was safe once over there and he woul d show me around town ! But, hey it was all good. I had an amazing time. Brian and I picked up just where we left off. We hit the local, the usual pub for the Canucks , for some pints and then met up with the rest of the old crew from Belfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was only one night and I was on the piss again and staying in my mates flat, right on Springfield and Falls road. If you know the history of Belfast then you would know that this area is the most dangerous area, if your a Protestant in Belfast. It is where all of the known " knee capping " and " car bombing " happens. But hey, it was all good. I had never felt safer in my whole life. The guys took me on tour through the streets during the day to see there families and friends, playing footy as we went along with the local kids, and later that night to the Hurling Club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The bar was called St. Anthony's !  This bar was fekn' great. We had to stay absolutely still at 10 pm while they played the anthem of the Republic of Ireland. I was kinda shitn myself because there was 2 real ly big RA members, who are also the doorman, standing right by me. No worries, after the anthem they found out I was a Canadian and we got legless, otherwise known as&lt;br /&gt;smashed in Canuck terms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then after getting some tlc from my mate and workn there for about 2 and half months, my&lt;br /&gt; friend Niki said, go to Edinburgh, Scotland its beautiful and a wonderful place to visit. So, again&lt;br /&gt;we rolled with it. After spending 20 quid on a ferry &amp; two buses we were in the famous Edinburgh. Famous for its world renound  street party !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I did have an initial reason for going there. I had a job interview with the Sheraton on the Monday. I didn't have a working visa as mentioned while there, but I did have a lot of experience in the hospitality industry ! I thought maybe that these guys at the Sheraton would apply for one for me. They do tend to sponsor workers if suitable. What the hell, nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;So, when I arrived on the Saturday, there was no luck with my chosen hostel so they referred me to the High St. Hostel, and  thats where it all began. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When travelling always shop for a good base, this was mine. This hostel is owned by one guy who owns a tour company and a hostel in every hot spot of the highlands. It was by my Irish luck that he was also working the front desk that night, which he usually never does. I arrived and could only afford a weeks stay. I always knew I could easily scoot back to my mates in Belfast. So, with no money left he said yah sure, stay for the week and get some cleaning in. Cleaning, what &lt;br /&gt;for I asked? For, free acomodation of course! Sweet, so we signed up for the cleaning shifts available for that week. I had my interview on the Monday, not the  job I wanted. We went in, they told me I was hired, but they need my working papers, so we said yah right we'll be in touch. So we left and went for a stroll, at this time shitting myself as to no idea as to how to generate some fast cash? I was walking along when I came across the " pubic triangle ". Its called that because there are 3 streets that connect like a vagina and make it the pubic triangle. But on each one of the vagina streets there is a strip bar. And that is where I saw the job posting for a " Bar Man wanted " at the Western Bar. So, I worked there ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Man was it a story to be told, kinda hard to concentrate and stuff, but clean . For some reason I was just a cooworker and a friend, balls. They surpisingly had the best Guiness in town. 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