<?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-34243084</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:10:46.426-08:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Daddy Inc</title><subtitle type='html'>Day to day life in the world of an husband and a father, and all the crap that goes with it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34243084.post-6893310961403224559</id><published>2008-03-26T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:19:44.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's not a magic lamp!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I will just start it out just like this.....why do people always rub on my pregnant wifes belly?&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why? really...Why?  Don't get me wrong family members don't bother us , really they don't, I'm serious.  What  I want to know, who gave the blue haired crow in the grocery store permission to walk up to my wife and start caressing her like she was a magical lamp and a genie was gonna pop out if she kept rubbing long enough.  Listen lady just because you had kids 67 years ago, doesn't give you the right to rub my wife like a professional lotion applier!  You don't see old men coming up to my rubbing my parts because we both pee standing up!  It doesn't matter that you are both women, both have given birth, or even have the same astrological sign! Keep your hands of the belly!  Other than that everything is hunky-dorey (wow that looks funny typed out).  Well, about nine more weeks till delivery time so keep counting down with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late,&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;daddyinc@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-6893310961403224559?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/6893310961403224559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=6893310961403224559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/6893310961403224559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/6893310961403224559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2008/03/shes-not-magic-lamp.html' title='She&apos;s not a magic lamp!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-8267527836627262073</id><published>2008-03-13T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:45:46.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.U.V</title><content type='html'>Is it a "van", a "school bus", an "extended-cab car", or just the old reliable term "mini-van"?  I really don't like this term.  So I have come up with a new term.....FUV!  Yes, a Family Utility Vehicle.....huh...huh..yeah...you like that huh?  I want to tell you, this FUV that we just purchased a month ago is totally sweet!  I mean we had a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ford-Aerostar-LWB.jpg"&gt;Ford Aerostar&lt;/a&gt; when I was growing up and God love my father, he was just getting what was family-functional at the time.  But, I must say it was really fun even though my mom Hated that thing!  I must say though, our new vehicle is so friggin sweet!&lt;br /&gt;We bought a  &lt;a href="http://automobiles.honda.com/odyssey/exterior-photos.aspx"&gt;2008 Honda Odyssey&lt;/a&gt; and man this thing has eeeeeeevvverything!  Not to mention it is totally 100% my wifes vehicle.  I have only driven this thing like a true handful of times.  Back in the day with our other vehicle I used to have to drive every place we went, but now I am always the passenger and that is okay with me!  Number one question though what and when made the "mini-van" un-cool?  I'm serious I really want to  know the answer or opinions on this topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="login"&gt;daddyinc@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-8267527836627262073?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8267527836627262073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=8267527836627262073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/8267527836627262073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/8267527836627262073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2008/03/fuv.html' title='F.U.V'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-5219928605955570819</id><published>2008-03-11T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:09:09.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I am not dead....just ...well...I've been...STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!</title><content type='html'>I know It has been well over a year since my last post.  I have been on a "finding myself outside of the internet world" journey.  So, you will start getting regular posts again to let everyone know what the heck is going on in my ordinary world!  Quick run-through......I turned 28, Taylor will be 5 soon, Rylan just turned 2 and has an amazing Mohawk, Crystal the WW (Wonderful Wife) is still as breathtaking as ever.....although I bet the little one in her tummy wasn't taking all of her breath from her!  Yes that's right, number three is on the way!   In any event, like I said earlier I will be back posting rants, thoughts tips, tricks, political views, religious views, and reviews of stuff I like and dislike!  So hang on true believers....more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, please check out my wifes new website, devoted to carrying all you need to pamper your precious pet.  You can find her site at &lt;a href="http://www.pawprintpalace.com"&gt;www.pawprintpalace.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pawprintpalace.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late,&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-5219928605955570819?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/5219928605955570819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=5219928605955570819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/5219928605955570819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/5219928605955570819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-i-am-not-deadjust-wellive-beenstop.html' title='No, I am not dead....just ...well...I&apos;ve been...STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-4149180380259622767</id><published>2006-11-27T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:18:21.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Yes......It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>Ok ok ok ok ok!  I know it has almost been two months since my last post, but MAN!  Vacation, Halloween, Thankgiving.   It has been crazy to say the least.  First off, we went on a cruise to Mexico with the kids and my In-laws and that was a blast.  It was the first time that I have had off since my son was born in February.  For Halloween the kids dressed up as Supergirl and Superboy!  They looked totally awesome!  Fast-forward to Thanksgiving, it was pretty much the norm besides that I actually took off this year and did not have to work like the lat like 9 years.  Well, more to come soon I promise..........seriously.....no really......I mean it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-4149180380259622767?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/4149180380259622767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=4149180380259622767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/4149180380259622767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/4149180380259622767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesits-been-awhile.html' title='Yes......It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-115941048030305708</id><published>2006-09-27T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:42:47.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Would you like some French Fries with that Whine?"</title><content type='html'>Today I thought that there was an emergency down the road such as a fire or person needing medical attention so they were sending half of the city to the help them.  Oh...wait...THOSE WERE MY CHILDREN WHINING!  Taylor was like an ambulance whining around the house for no reason, talking about how every part of the house that we asked her to go put something up at was "to daaaaark".  Also, if I got out of the lines of her coloring book, she would not stop whining about it.  Rylan was like a fire truck, barraging aroung the house with his three point crawl, and getting extremely pissed off when he could not pull up on something, so he would fire up his loud mouthed siren.  Anyways, if you come to my house, bring your earmuffs and watch out for emergency vehicular/children hybrids coming your way.  By the way remember you never know who is watching your every move. I want to start something out periodicaly when I find something sweet on the great Interweb.  So here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I always feel like, somebody's watchin' me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KScuosn2WqY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KScuosn2WqY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddyinc@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-115941048030305708?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/115941048030305708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=115941048030305708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115941048030305708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115941048030305708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/09/would-you-like-some-french-fries-with.html' title='&quot;Would you like some French Fries with that Whine?&quot;'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-115923027640738854</id><published>2006-09-25T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:24:36.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Loves Me, She Freakin' Loves Me Not!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ah yes the ole teenage years.  When your son or daughter exclaims at the top of there tweeny little lungs " I don't love you anymore!".  Yep, just one thing though, my daughter is fricken three years old!  What the hell???   She comes home after going to my In-laws for the whole weekend, which lemme stop here.  I really do not like her going over there Friday night through Sunday night.  First off, I feel it is a privilege for her to go over there and have a good time if she has been good throughout the week, not that spending her time with her grandparents is a privilege, but getting away and staying over there and eating, drinking, staying up late, and watching what she wants the whole weekend is.  Also I feel that when she goes over there and does what she feels or wants, it "undoes" what we strive to teach and instill in here throughout the week.  And most of all, I work all week, my weekends are sacred to me and it is one of the biggest reasons I got this job is a great work schedule with weekends off.  I wish so much that we could have a normal weekend of getting up watching saturday morning cartoons, going out and doing stuff together like: going to a park, a petting zoo, the zoo, shopping, build a bear, or something worthwhile, you know "the stuff that memories are made of".  I can't remember the last time she was here on a weekend.....And I truly miss that, and I think its time for a change.  Anyways back on the whole thing this came from.  My daughter keeps telling me out of the blue " I don't love you daddy" and when I tell her I love her she says "No you don't".  Then she goes on to say that she loves all of these other people except me!  What the hell?  She's like "I love Mommy, Nana, Papa, Uncle J, Channie, Grampie, Jen-Jen, the Dogs, Dora, The Backyardigans, President Bush, The astronauts of the last trip to space......." WHERE THE HELL AM I??????????  Crystal says its just a phase and she'd screwing with me, but dang, I just keep thinking...this kid IS going to be a teen one day....and I will be going premature grey!  Anyways, please let me know what you all think and if either of these two instances have happened to you and what you did to deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember, make memories everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daddyinc@gmail.com"&gt;daddyinc@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-115923027640738854?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/115923027640738854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=115923027640738854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115923027640738854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115923027640738854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/09/she-loves-me-she-freakin-loves-me-not.html' title='She Loves Me, She Freakin&apos; Loves Me Not!!!!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-115871251667820196</id><published>2006-09-19T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T16:14:57.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrificial Laptop</title><content type='html'>As of late Sunday I offered my laptop to the computing gods as an offering......ok thats a lie, the damn thing just died!  Thats why it's been 4 days since my last post.   So sorry if anyone actually reads this.  This past weekend some of my wife's family came into town to stay with my in-laws after just getting over some sort of cold or snotty something..........should I say more?  I am kind of a germ freak.  Anyways, I will be back in a couple of days once I get the other laptop set uo(like anyone reads or cares about this blog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-115871251667820196?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/115871251667820196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=115871251667820196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115871251667820196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115871251667820196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/09/sacrificial-laptop.html' title='Sacrificial Laptop'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-115828966397491543</id><published>2006-09-14T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T20:33:00.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinkerbell Laptop Table</title><content type='html'>I am coming to you as I sit on my Dora the Explorer fold out couch/bed and typing on my  laptop that is sitting on a minature Tinkerbell table with sparkly fabric and totally sweet feater boa trim.  If you are wondering what the heck is going on here, I am currntly in my daughter's room wathcing Mary Poppins for the 53rd time this week.  Oh my gosh!  My daughter will not learn the lesson of sharing and it is really grinding my gears!  Everytime Rylan get a toy of hers and is just sittin there, chillin, she goes totally ape dung and start screaming at him "hey boy, that mine I told you!"  Anyways, I dont really know how I am going to go about dealing with this lesson.  Some things that enter my mind are probably not the best way to go about it. When did this whole yelling at your parents thing start?  Did I miss the memo? Did someone forget to forward me the e-mail? Also, if she raises her voice at me one more time I think I am going to just take this Tinkerbell table and break it in half!  So when she yells at me "hey daddy, that was MY TABLE!"  I will hand it to her and say here ya go, you can have it now, see.....Daddy knows how to share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-115828966397491543?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/115828966397491543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=115828966397491543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115828966397491543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115828966397491543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/09/tinkerbell-laptop-table.html' title='Tinkerbell Laptop Table'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-115811596168439238</id><published>2006-09-12T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:06:43.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They can "Dish" it out.....but they can't take it!</title><content type='html'>Ok, first of all, helloooooo!  Wow, what an interesting day.  Normal day besides getting on the phone again with Dish Network. It all started when I wanted to purchase an upgrade and get a DVR box.  You think it would be easy, give them $70, they send me the box, I get it and send the old one back.  Oh, no no no no no no!  I called them after 10 days asking why I haven't gotten it yet, and they said that they never placed the order to send it out.  Anyways, after 11 calls 5 hours and 45 minutes, I think that they are actually sending me my unit.  So I hope it was worth getting transfered and hung up on 6 times, cussing in front of my in-laws, getting fake tracking numbers, and being told to "hold on for just on sec", "I'm sorry about this", and the absolute worst...."I understand how you feel sir!" NO YOU DON'T, JUST SEND ME WHAT I PAYED FOR!  This is not the first time I have been screwed around by them.  The last time I called someone told me that I wasn't getting a picture because the solar flares are bad this time of year!  Yeah buddy and so are my temper flares!  And to touch on one more thing about Dish, they talked to me with such authority, but when you raise your voice at them they put their tail between their legs and run!  I just wish they would put my DVR on my porch sometime this year!  Moving along....I got some great footage of the kids today on the old camera.  Man, my son is going through this....um...how do I say....um....trying out the new teeth on his mother!  I thought I was teaching him better than that.  Everybody should know not to bite the boob that feeds them!  Until next bite..er..I mean time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-115811596168439238?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/115811596168439238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=115811596168439238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115811596168439238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115811596168439238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/09/they-can-dish-it-outbut-they-cant-take.html' title='They can &quot;Dish&quot; it out.....but they can&apos;t take it!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-115802257084843279</id><published>2006-09-11T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:59:20.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kiddos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7258/3770/1600/kids.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 116px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7258/3770/200/kids.1.jpg" alt="" 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/34243084-115802257084843279?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/115802257084843279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=115802257084843279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115802257084843279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115802257084843279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/09/kiddos_11.html' title='The Kiddos'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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-34243084.post-115802039413636169</id><published>2006-09-11T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:24:23.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post, New Blog......Nuff  said</title><content type='html'>Well, Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the first  post of a new era, well at least in my world.  The reason to start this blog is to just get things off my chest, talk about issues, mention milestones, and take a peek at my crazy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34243084-115802039413636169?l=daddyinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/feeds/115802039413636169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34243084&amp;postID=115802039413636169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115802039413636169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34243084/posts/default/115802039413636169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddyinc.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-post-new-blognuff-said.html' title='First Post, New Blog......Nuff  said'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05366304120533825523</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></feed>
