<?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-11751087</id><updated>2011-12-14T03:55:09.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Is BigMoneyBetti$?</title><subtitle type='html'>About me and where I am. . . Korea presently.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-113102920164078013</id><published>2005-11-03T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T06:46:41.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotions</title><content type='html'>Got promoted to red/black belt in Hapkido.  It was sweet.  Next test is ill Dan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-113102920164078013?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/113102920164078013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=113102920164078013' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113102920164078013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113102920164078013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/11/promotions.html' title='Promotions'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-113072820307054930</id><published>2005-10-30T18:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:10:03.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotwein und Motorradfahren.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WINE IS GOOD FOR YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/1600/dbc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/320/dbc4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WONT YA HAVE SOME?  DRINK BITCH, DRINK NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/1600/33a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/320/33a0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/1600/DSC03265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/320/DSC03265.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Givin the old double "FUCK YOU!!" at 50 Km/h to the sissies ridin in their VAN. Vans are for bitches. Motorcycles are for pimps. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/1600/DSC03285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7756/965/320/DSC03285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me riding without a helmet.  It was sweet.  30cc's is all a short pudgy bastard needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manifesto Ver 0.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin red wine and driving motorcycles fast around sharp corners in the rain can be a religious experience.  I saw the face of God in an 18 wheelers headlamps as it barelled twards me at high speed. He put on the brakes. God did. Not I. But I and I.  He may be the alpha and the muthafuckin omega but I guess he doesnt need the splatterd remains of whitebread cracker on his grill any more than the next guy.  The jacknifed remains of my soul cannot straighten its trailers, and that is why I know that Mizzle is fo shizzle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-113072820307054930?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/113072820307054930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=113072820307054930' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113072820307054930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113072820307054930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/10/rotwein-und-motorradfahren_30.html' title='Rotwein und Motorradfahren.'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-113028857885832200</id><published>2005-10-25T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:02:58.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Z tells it how it is</title><content type='html'>You got girl problems,&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for you son,&lt;br /&gt;I got 99 problems,&lt;br /&gt;but a bitch aint one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-113028857885832200?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/113028857885832200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=113028857885832200' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113028857885832200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113028857885832200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/10/jay-z-tells-it-how-it-is.html' title='Jay Z tells it how it is'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-113007707287190455</id><published>2005-10-23T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T07:17:52.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He hung himself with a banjo string</title><content type='html'>So we played at the Swing Road, and it was pimp chill.  I am a bit nervous about our show next month.  We have to have like an hour and a half of music prepared.  It will be a bitch, but we will sort it. The banjo sounds sweet.  My life is pretty lame.  Band practice, martial arts, and work.  That is about it.  I have decided not to buy the ridiculously large motorcycle, too much money for not what I want.  I am tired.  I need a cure.  If I ever meet a Djinn, I will ask for the ability not to have to sleep, and not to have to eat.  For my third wish I would turn him into a mortal, cause I am a nice guy and that is what all Djinns want.  I could make all kinds of cash working 2 jobs and when I didnt want to work I wouldnt have to spend any money on food. It would be sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-113007707287190455?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/113007707287190455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=113007707287190455' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113007707287190455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/113007707287190455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/10/he-hung-himself-with-banjo-string.html' title='He hung himself with a banjo string'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112956292514937899</id><published>2005-10-17T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T08:29:01.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I am indeed a slacker bitch</title><content type='html'>It has been many moons since my last post. I am lazy and my life is lame. What has transpired? I do not know. Except this: The band got a bassist, and a few weeks later he got a bass. My boy Joey Rositano, who I recruited from Barcelona, got himself a sweet acustic bass (that is not a musical fish danmit) and is now offically a member of the GraveDiggaz. We are playing at the open mic at Swing Road on Thursday and we have a gig on the 12th of next month at the Blue Agave. I am gonna do my best to somehow get a recording of it to put up on the web. We have actully written a couple of songs, which are all qite ridiculous. I got a banjo as well, so now we can really sound like hicks. It is sweet. We plan to go downtown at some point and play on the street. The Koreans would not know how to handle it. This kid named Ock (who is the son of Joey's boss) plays the cello and is going to jam with us. He is like 10 or something.&lt;br /&gt;I got promoted to brownbelt in hapkido. It is sweet. Doing flying diverolls is the shit. We were doing flying diverolls the other day and this 14 year old kid called me "mr. ninja" cause I didnt make any noise on the mat. It was sweet. Almost as sweet as when my student saying to me "Teacha, you killing machine" and my reply being "Yes, yes I am".&lt;br /&gt;I might be buying a really ridiculous and ginormous motorcycle. It is a Honda Magna 750 cc. It is excessively fast, which means it is excessively dangerous. Driving Fast + Sharp Corners = Isaacs good time.&lt;br /&gt;I brewed some beer the other day, we will see how it turns out. I will have to bottle it in about a week, and then have to wait awhile (20-40 days) for the shit to get ripe. It will probably suck, but it might be good, you never know. If it sucks I will give it away, but if it is good I will keep it all for me.&lt;br /&gt;  Not much else goes on in my life.  Anyways remember not to be a menace to south central while your drinkin juice in the hood.&lt;br /&gt;Betti$ out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I met a woman. She is cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112956292514937899?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112956292514937899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112956292514937899' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112956292514937899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112956292514937899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-i-am-indeed-slacker-bitch.html' title='So, I am indeed a slacker bitch'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112666971886625606</id><published>2005-09-13T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:48:38.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know yall will think this is lame</title><content type='html'>but if you want to check out the exploits of my AD&amp;amp;D group click &lt;a href="http://jejuadnd.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112666971886625606?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112666971886625606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112666971886625606' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112666971886625606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112666971886625606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-know-yall-will-think-this-is-lame.html' title='I know yall will think this is lame'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-112502490653380904</id><published>2005-08-25T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:55:18.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris For Prez. Hells Yeah!</title><content type='html'>I fully support Chris in his bid for the presidency, not becasue it would offer me an oppurtunity for untold power and access to shit tons of money, but because it is the right thing for America. If Chris was elected I would get Commander Manning to put me in charge of a new department, "The department of mens affairs". We would tax women at like 50% and use that revenue to build Mens Centers all over the United States. Mens Centers would exclude all women, except strippers, and would offer free booze and cigars to men. Oh yeah, and to make sure we had adequate funds, all women would be required to work at some job, at least 60 hrs a week.&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, Joanna and I have somehow pissed &lt;a href="http://screechbone.blogspot.com/"&gt;this bitch&lt;/a&gt; off, but what do we expect she is (a) a girl, and (b) 20 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina, carry your ass to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112502490653380904?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112502490653380904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112502490653380904' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112502490653380904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112502490653380904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/08/chris-for-prez-hells-yeah.html' title='Chris For Prez. Hells Yeah!'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112490070347329789</id><published>2005-08-24T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T09:28:24.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The world has gone to shit ever since Creedence broke up. . .</title><content type='html'>This is some crazy shit, yo.  A few dozen insugents set &lt;a href="http://today.reuters.com/news/newsArticle.aspx?type=topNews&amp;storyID=2005-08-24T152529Z_01_SCH443489_RTRIDST_0_NEWS-IRAQ-DC.XML"&gt;AT LEAST six cop cars on fire&lt;/a&gt; and the Iraqi security forces had to call in U.S. reinforcements because their shit got overrun. This is happning like 2 days before a vote on that 'constitution' of theirs. What the fuck was the Bush Admin. thinking getting into this shit in the middle east. The political and economic repurcussions will haunt the U.S. for 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and this is some funny shit.  That crazy MoFo Pat Robetson was talkin shit about how&lt;a href="http://today.reuters.com/news/newsArticle.aspx?type=politicsNews&amp;amp;storyID=2005-08-24T114649Z_01_SCH362917_RTRIDST_0_POLITICS-VENEZUELA-ROBERTSON-DC.XML"&gt; the U. S.  ought to assassinate&lt;/a&gt; Hugo Chavez. What the fuck is that shit. I mean, he is suppoed to be some pillar of Christian idealism and here he is saying the govt. ought to go out and murder some political leader of some nation state because he is tight with &lt;a href="http://www.law.harvard.edu/students/orgs/forum/castro.jpg"&gt;Castro&lt;/a&gt; and Pat dont like that shit.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a conversation with M-nizzle over Google Talk which was sweet. That shit rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112490070347329789?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112490070347329789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112490070347329789' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112490070347329789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112490070347329789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/08/world-has-gone-to-shit-ever-since.html' title='The world has gone to shit ever since Creedence broke up. . .'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112484018372755039</id><published>2005-08-23T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T16:42:46.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N. Korea and counterfeit Benjamans</title><content type='html'>4.4 million dollaz worth. Check this &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/08/23/wedding.sting.ap/index.html"&gt;crazy shit&lt;/a&gt; out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112484018372755039?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112484018372755039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112484018372755039' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112484018372755039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112484018372755039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/08/n-korea-and-counterfeit-benjamans.html' title='N. Korea and counterfeit Benjamans'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112427619571114816</id><published>2005-08-17T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T03:56:35.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I am officially taking a month off from training</title><content type='html'>I have decied to take off a full month from training, well at least in the dojang.  This is due mostly to the fact that I have been slowly going mad and looking really hard at the third door.  Dont think that I have turned soft though.  I am still working out at home.  And I havent pedaled a fucking mile in like five weeks, and figure this is a good time to get back on the bike.   So until sept. 5th no dojang for me. &lt;br /&gt;     In other news, my oldschool homie Joey Rositano will be showing up soon.  I havent seen that guy in like five years or some shit. It will be good to chill with the rossinator.  My bud Hugh and I have a gig at the Blue Agave (local waygook bar) on the third which should be sweet.  We are opening up for the only  waygook band on the island whose name I can't remember right now.  I will be on my classical gutair and he on his mandolin and ukulele.   We will be preforming such time tested classics as crazy train, girls just wanna have fun, and fuck the police, along with others.  We will do a few of our own songs, but this is primarily an experiment in ridiculousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P1:  All those who do not chill with boy I do indeed suck ass&lt;br /&gt;P2:  Chris, Tom and Mike are not chillin with  boy I&lt;br /&gt;C:  Chris, Tom and Mike suck ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(strangely enough Joanna is chillin with boy I and she does indeed suck ass from time to time, right Tom?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112427619571114816?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112427619571114816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112427619571114816' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112427619571114816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112427619571114816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-i-am-officially-taking-month-off.html' title='So I am officially taking a month off from training'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112383936894137287</id><published>2005-08-12T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T02:36:19.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I finally got my internet connex sorted</title><content type='html'>out. The bosslady forgot to pay the bill (slacker). Not much is new here anyways, aside from me chillin on the beach, oh yeah that is usual. I am almost halfway done wit my contract. That is allright. Yall really should come over to this muthafucka and chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112383936894137287?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112383936894137287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112383936894137287' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112383936894137287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112383936894137287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-i-finally-got-my-internet-connex.html' title='So I finally got my internet connex sorted'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112214338964990891</id><published>2005-07-23T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T11:29:49.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to remember to write down</title><content type='html'>the shit that happened tonight.  The Korean name that was given to me by the "smoking master" means golden frog, which all the koreans says is good.  I am now my Gumdo Kwanjangnimms "white tiger" what ever the fuck that is, and I learned more about the ki extention from a drunk korean who speaks no english than anybody else I have ever met.  Fuckin odd night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112214338964990891?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112214338964990891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112214338964990891' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112214338964990891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112214338964990891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-to-remember-to-write-down.html' title='I have to remember to write down'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112200010873109967</id><published>2005-07-21T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T19:48:08.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out,</title><content type='html'>I was getting my laundry back from my laundry service, cause I got no washer/dryer, and it is usually 20k Won. But yesterday, I go to get my laundry and he is like "no, no, man oh chun wan" which is like 15K won. Then he gives me six back and says "Tip", Daniel and I figured it was because he just learned the work and wanted to use it. It is the first time I have ever gotten a tip for being a good customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world really is going to shit.  Dumb cocksuckers in &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/POLITICS/07/21/congress.patriotact.ap/index.html"&gt;Washington&lt;/a&gt; fuckin up everybodys good time again.  Bastards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112200010873109967?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112200010873109967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112200010873109967' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112200010873109967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112200010873109967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out,'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112174486329758455</id><published>2005-07-18T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T20:47:43.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The next time</title><content type='html'>somebody does this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rollseyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or some stupid shit like it I am going to delete their posts and all future posts.  God damn that shit pisses me off, almost as much as that slut Cristina does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is encoruaged to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*strokehiscock*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112174486329758455?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112174486329758455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112174486329758455' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112174486329758455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112174486329758455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/next-time.html' title='The next time'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112130783657167206</id><published>2005-07-13T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T19:23:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phil K. Dick says:&lt;br /&gt;Whom the gods notice they destroy.&lt;br /&gt;The Man in the High Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meda (or Antigone, I forget) says:&lt;br /&gt;Pious words and idle hands bring in no breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morihei Usehiba says:&lt;br /&gt;One does not need buildings, money, power, or status to practice the Art of Peace. Heaen in right where you are standing, and that is the place to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Lindsay (about Fairbanks) sez:&lt;br /&gt;Hell is the best place to train. And this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus Aurelius says:&lt;br /&gt;Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be.  Be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris:&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112130783657167206?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112130783657167206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112130783657167206' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112130783657167206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112130783657167206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/phil-k.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112118213392890139</id><published>2005-07-12T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T08:28:53.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>I took a ninety thousand won withdrawal from the mutha fuckin casino. If I could only do that every time.  It was sweet actually, I was up, down all around.  But even when the chips were down I was up. Got up and walked away with 80 in my pocket. Decided to pull a sevens machine three times and won 10 bones so what the fuck.  It was about half allright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112118213392890139?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112118213392890139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112118213392890139' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112118213392890139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112118213392890139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112075741160276711</id><published>2005-07-07T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T10:30:11.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/640/04_Isaac.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/320/04_Isaac.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is old school, Joanna put it up on her blog but I figure I ought to put it up on my shit cause I forgot I ever looked that cool.  I hate not having a beard and long hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112075741160276711?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112075741160276711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112075741160276711' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112075741160276711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112075741160276711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-old-school-joanna-put-it-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112073517915239574</id><published>2005-07-07T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T04:20:00.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its true</title><content type='html'>Leah is my babys momma, but just cause that's the case don't think I am sendin you any child supprot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112073517915239574?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112073517915239574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112073517915239574' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112073517915239574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112073517915239574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-true.html' title='Its true'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112018377290977744</id><published>2005-06-30T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T19:09:32.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny Fudge(packer)</title><content type='html'>So this guy keeps leaving posts here, and I keep deleting them.  The last one said something about how I ought not delete his posts, isn't this a free country, and how he served his country, did I serve my country, blah blah blah. I guess I need to remind him that I do NOT live in a 'freel' country (but I would argue that he doesn't either), and I wouldnt, because the United States Military is meerly the arm of the capitalist machine, used to oppress the prolitariat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112018377290977744?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112018377290977744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112018377290977744' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112018377290977744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112018377290977744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/danny-fudgepacker.html' title='Danny Fudge(packer)'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-112004103547421064</id><published>2005-06-29T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T03:30:35.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So get this,</title><content type='html'>that little piece of shit kid that I almost smacked up side the head the other day almost got hit across the dome with an umbrella today. I have started just holding an umbrella while teaching, using it as a pointer but mostly to intimidate the kids, usually it works.  But that little fucker did something today that he deserves an ass whoopin for.  I dont mean a spanking, I mean his dad needs to take a 4x4 to his fuckin face.  He had been a little shit all of class, and we had about 15 minutes left he asked to go to the bathroom.  So I said "hell no you cant go you little piece of shit"(well maybe not exactly that) and he said "ship pal" to me  which can mean 18, but  is also  more of an insult than calling your mother a whore.  But I refrained from hitting him upside the head with my umbrella, and decided to go get a Korean teacher, the punishments they give out are more intense than I would ever think of.  She walked up in the room and said some shit in Korean, and everybody started pointing at him and saying crazy shit.  It was pretty obvious that they were ratting him out, which was sweet, because about half the class were his homies, and they were the most eager to give him up.  She grabbed him by the ear, and not some pussy-ass tug, she grabbed him and drug him out of the class room while yelling at him.  He was in serious pain and I dug it.  I think he has been kicked out of the school, or at least out of my class.  I hope the school cause if he pulls that shit again, all hell will break loose.  This kid is the most ill-behaved little fuck that I have ever met.  He needs to go to juvie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-112004103547421064?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/112004103547421064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=112004103547421064' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112004103547421064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/112004103547421064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-get-this.html' title='So get this,'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111995438925460656</id><published>2005-06-28T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T05:47:23.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust.</title><content type='html'>So I just found out that my boy Shad in Fbx. died in a car wreck. He and another guy who is a friend of mine were drunk as shit and driving around. My other friend is ok, but he broke his thighbone or some shit. I wasn't super tight with Shad, I mean we chilled and all, but we were not super tight. It still sucks though. He was a good guy, the world will miss him. Supposedly he died instantly, my other homie was trapped in the burning truck for a while before somebody came along and helped him out. That had to be some creepy shit. Anyway, I almost beat the shit out of a kid the other day. He gave me a bunch of lip and I seriously considered smaking the taste out his mouth, but I restrained myslef. He is a bad kid, some kids do bad things (like me and chris when we were 12) and some kids are bad, like this one. I will not be suprised if he in incarcerated by the time he is twenty.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, got promoted in Gumdo, now I get to wear a green belt, whoo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;Hapkido test on Friday, will probably pass, well maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111995438925460656?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111995438925460656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111995438925460656' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111995438925460656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111995438925460656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-one-bites-dust_28.html' title='Another one bites the dust.'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111991143257461593</id><published>2005-06-27T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:30:32.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>This is my sword&lt;br /&gt;there are many like it but this one is mine&lt;br /&gt;my sword is my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;it is my life.&lt;br /&gt;I must master it as I must master my life.&lt;br /&gt;Without me my sword is useless,&lt;br /&gt;without my sword I am useless.&lt;br /&gt;I must swing my sword true.&lt;br /&gt;I must swing it faster than my enemy who is trying to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;I must eviscerate him before he eviscerates me.&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;Before God I swear this creed.&lt;br /&gt;My sword and myself are defenders of my peeps.&lt;br /&gt;We are the masters of my enemy.&lt;br /&gt;We are the saviors of my life.&lt;br /&gt;So be it.&lt;br /&gt;Untill there is no enemy, but peace.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111991143257461593?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111991143257461593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111991143257461593' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111991143257461593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111991143257461593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111958208488740782</id><published>2005-06-23T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:01:24.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I got vacation</title><content type='html'>And I didnt even want it.  The last week of next month I have to take the week off.  I wanted to take it in Dec.  cause david might be coming to Japan, and I wanted to go see him but what the fuck.  So I dont know what the fuck to do.  These are my  current options.&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay on Jeju and hang around the dojang for 8 hrs a day&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay on Jeju and sail 8 hrs a day&lt;br /&gt;3. Take the bike (proper bicycle) to Busan and cycle to Seoul&lt;br /&gt;4. Take the motorbike to Busan and cruise around the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Stay at home and get drunk as shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really sure what the fuck I will do, but I suppose I will do something.&lt;br /&gt;T-Mas ask Gaines if he has any suggestions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111958208488740782?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111958208488740782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111958208488740782' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111958208488740782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111958208488740782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-i-got-vacation.html' title='So, I got vacation'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111949491460145443</id><published>2005-06-22T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:53:40.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray</title><content type='html'>for fascisim. Check this &lt;a href="http://today.reuters.com/news/newsArticle.aspx?type=domesticNews&amp;storyID=2005-06-22T223928Z_01_N22705278_RTRIDST_0_USREPORT-CONGRESS-FLAG-DC.XML"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; guys. I dunno about you but I am kind of glad I got out when I did. I thought the states was the last hope for democracy and all that shit, worlds gone to hell ever since CCR broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was on a button or something:  First they burn all the books, then they burn the people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111949491460145443?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111949491460145443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111949491460145443' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111949491460145443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111949491460145443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/hooray.html' title='Hooray'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111937898927343169</id><published>2005-06-21T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T11:36:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not murder if it is in</title><content type='html'>the best interests of the world right?&lt;br /&gt;Dan (fudgepacker)Pinnell, Cuntfacebeth, Debi Fatass, and Co. are the reason eugenics programs get started, and I must admit, I cannot blame those dictators for wanting to improve the human race by exterminating their kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111937898927343169?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111937898927343169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111937898927343169' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111937898927343169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111937898927343169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-not-murder-if-it-is-in_21.html' title='It&apos;s not murder if it is in'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111936004648130655</id><published>2005-06-21T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T07:15:20.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapkido was sweet</title><content type='html'>Tonight I got to work out with the Kwon Jang Nim in Hapkido. We did what you would recognize as aikido tecnique, whith a little extra booyah for meannes sake. That guy is dangerous. He is like 55 and I could tell I was not in a safe position grappling on to this guys arm. We did first and I think 2nd and 4/5th tecnique I think from all diffrent wrist grabs , it was sweet. It would be sweeter if I got to work out with his old ass every day. I would be a whirlwind of death and destruction uber quick.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, My kids were a pain in the ass agian today, but whatever. I think I will start pitting them against oneanother, giving them incentives to rat out each others bad behaviour, then telling them that they are a snitch and explaining that nobody likes a snitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran across a sweet Korean proverb: After the house is burnt, pick up the nails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111936004648130655?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111936004648130655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111936004648130655' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111936004648130655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111936004648130655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/hapkido-was-sweet.html' title='Hapkido was sweet'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111932078356243754</id><published>2005-06-20T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:26:31.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It must really aggravate</title><content type='html'>D. fudgepacker and Co. to go to all the trouble of sorting out a blog, then trying to disseminate the information, only to have all their posts deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more important news, I have to take a dump. I mean a big stinky one. This is crazy shit (no not the trud), eveybody knows they eat dog in Korea, but do you know how they kill em'. They beat the everlovinshit out of em with a stick. That is fuckin hardcore. I want to find a reasturant where I can pick my own dog out of a lineup, beat the hell out of him with a stick, and then have the help dress him out and cook him up for me. That would be sweet. They eat alot of phesant here on the island, it is good shit. Supposedly you can hunt them, but I have not figured out where, given that you need a shotgun, and I dunno where to get one of dem shits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111932078356243754?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111932078356243754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111932078356243754' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111932078356243754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111932078356243754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-must-really-aggravate.html' title='It must really aggravate'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111923433178945881</id><published>2005-06-19T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T19:25:31.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck</title><content type='html'>So I am ridiculous.  I went to the casino again.  D and I had a good time.  I been felling like crap lately.  I am not sure why.  I need to quit somking but it seems like a waste to quit when smokes are like 2 usd pack.   Not much else really goin on.  Riding my motorcycle.  D. hit a car, note the car did not hit him but he hit the car.  Fucked up his finger really bad but landed on his feeet (which was a hell of a feat) and is ok.  Only cost him 40 bucks to fix the damage to his rig.&lt;br /&gt;      And now for me to call tym out becasue (a) he is an moron, and (b) he is a homo (does that make him a mormo or a homron).  DID YOU READ THE DAMN BLOG? DO YOU KNOW WHERE AM I? DO YA? I WILL TELL YA, I'M IN KOREA BITCHES. I do KOREAN MARTIAL ARTS you fucking buttslut. Why don't you do some research before you start mouthing off.&lt;br /&gt;Ode to TYM&lt;br /&gt;TYM's a little bitch and thats for sure&lt;br /&gt;he likes to sleep in horses green manure&lt;br /&gt;smokin rocks with his mom on a saturday night&lt;br /&gt;he keeps fukin with me and him I will smite&lt;br /&gt;from my mountain top where I rule over all,&lt;br /&gt;and for all those who oppose with me they can brawl,&lt;br /&gt;if tym wants some he can come get it from me,&lt;br /&gt;my Korean ass kickin tactics will rule supreme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111923433178945881?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111923433178945881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111923433178945881' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111923433178945881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111923433178945881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-fuck.html' title='What the fuck'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111891705153862578</id><published>2005-06-16T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T03:17:31.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a sweet pimp</title><content type='html'>Who fucks bitches in a blimp,&lt;br /&gt;My house is a den of sin,&lt;br /&gt;cause I be fuckin sluts in a zepplin,&lt;br /&gt;Your momma is forever somkin rocks,&lt;br /&gt;and pays for her habbit by suckin cocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is some sweet pimp poetry i be droppin for you fools.&lt;br /&gt;cause all yall are is a bunch of tools&lt;br /&gt;hammer=&lt;br /&gt;tool=&lt;br /&gt;garrett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore garrett is a hammer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111891705153862578?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111891705153862578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111891705153862578' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111891705153862578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111891705153862578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-sweet-pimp.html' title='I am a sweet pimp'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111871925862677320</id><published>2005-06-13T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:25:17.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think i sorted it out so those queers cant find us</title><content type='html'>If you are here it is becasue you are cool, or at least halfway cool, and I sent you an e-mail. Hopefully I have coverd my tracks enough to keep the fat bitch and that queer pinnell away.  If it does work we should spam their sites and make them wish they never fucked with me, I will have his balls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111871925862677320?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111871925862677320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111871925862677320' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111871925862677320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111871925862677320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-think-i-sorted-it-out-so-those.html' title='I think i sorted it out so those queers cant find us'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111856410445331815</id><published>2005-06-12T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:15:04.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juian Called 911, and we got some rice and an egg</title><content type='html'>So my weekend was ridiculos.  Friday night went to the casino again.  Pretty ridiculous. Was there until like 9:30 am or so.  We got twisted.  Before we left, Dan asked for some breakfast for us.  The man told us to go sit down at the bar, so we sat.  And sat, and sat.  After about 20 minutes of sitting, Dan got up to go talk to the man, but everybody was ingoring him right, they wanted us the fuck out but we wernt leaving.  So anyways, he is standing by some dudes station, which was not bieng manned at the time and since he was being ignored, he decided to dial 119 on the telephone (that is the korean 911) and what do you know, we got our breakfast.  Nothing worthwile happened the rest of the weekend.  Anyways, all is well and I need to not go to the casino, cause the only game they got there is roulette, which I hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111856410445331815?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111856410445331815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111856410445331815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111856410445331815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111856410445331815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/juian-called-911-and-we-got-some-rice.html' title='Juian Called 911, and we got some rice and an egg'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111837438113713192</id><published>2005-06-09T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:53:39.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder If This Is Going To Work</title><content type='html'>So I got this email from Isaac and I followed the link and now it seems that I can post on his Blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First of all, I would like to thank God and my family. Without them, I would be nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;-Next I would like to thank The Gang, who taught me that The 50/50 is never to be fucked with.&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly I would like to thank each and every one of your moms, who taught me that even old women can hook like the best of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live Gspot Posse and your Moms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigmoney = Pimp&lt;br /&gt;Fudge is a bitchmade sissy punkass buttpirate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111837438113713192?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111837438113713192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111837438113713192' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111837438113713192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111837438113713192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-wonder-if-this-is-going-to-work.html' title='I wonder If This Is Going To Work'/><author><name>twright</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/4757/044dx.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111836851905478699</id><published>2005-06-09T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T18:55:19.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training is going slow</title><content type='html'>So I fucked up my leg, I was stretching before gumdo class, and one of the senior students came over and said "I will help" and proceeded to put his heels on my ankles and then said "10 seconds" and pushed my legs out way far. It is my own damn falut for not telling him to stop when I know I shoud have, so I couldnt go to hapkido this morining, and probably cant go to gumdo tonight. I was in the middle of weapons kata when I got this pain in my thigh like somebody jabbed a tanto into my leg and started twisting it up.  But whatever, you train on your own time I guess, I will be a blackbelt pimp soon enough..  Getting up at 5am is kicking my ass too, I guess I should start going to bed before 1 am. I need T-Mas to say fuck all the other shit and come over here and train, then I would have a reason to train super hard, so I can beat his ass.  Oh yeah, so now all my skin is coming off because if that nasty sunburn I got.  It is kind of nappy, and I think it grosses out my kids, but I like to peel it in class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111836851905478699?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111836851905478699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111836851905478699' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111836851905478699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111836851905478699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/training-is-going-slow_09.html' title='Training is going slow'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111832818570548764</id><published>2005-06-09T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T08:05:42.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why People Got to Fuck Up My Good Time</title><content type='html'>So, I am chillin here, thinkin on the fact that there are a few fags out there fuckin it up for the rest of us, and I dont just mean insofar as the blog is concerned. Think about the war, a relatively small number of people fuckin up everybodys good time (on both sides of the issue). So I figure it is not fair to me or my homies to punish ourselves for the misdeeds of some rednecks and scientology fags, so I have determined to let anybody post here, because the few will not be allowed to fuck up the good time of the many. If I am ever emperor, I will make it a capital crime to knowlingly and with disregard for the good time of others, purposely and maliciously fuck up the good time of another, if the good time bieng had does not impede the good time of a third pary, in which case the fucking up of the good time of the party of the second part by the party of the third part may be found to be legitimate, but only after a full congressional hearing, and testimony of witnesses before such a panel. Later&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah that Fudge Packer linked my site to his, which I wish he would not have done, but I figure I would return the favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dpinnell.blogspot.com/"&gt;dpinnell.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is that scientology sluts blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://horsefacebeth.blogspot.com/"&gt;horcefacebeth.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently deleted the dannyfudgeisagayasianmanhooker blog, I figured it was malicious. But  I did generate a new blog, &lt;a href="http://ihatebigmoneybettis.blogspot.com"&gt;ihatebigmoneybettis&lt;/a&gt; so that all you pink panty wearin rednecks and scientology queers can talk about your hatred of me, because I am a sweet pimp with sweet pimp skills and you are envious of my pimpdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111832818570548764?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111832818570548764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111832818570548764' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111832818570548764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111832818570548764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-people-got-to-fuck-up-my-good-time.html' title='Why People Got to Fuck Up My Good Time'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111828071533270437</id><published>2005-06-08T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T18:57:52.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We dont allow scientology queers, or Fudge packers</title><content type='html'>I really do apologize for this guys, but since (a) Danny Fudge is a fat queer ,(b) I am getting tired of him bieng here ,(c) this place is not for fat queers, and (d) I don't want to put up with it anymore. So I have been forced to limit posting to members of this blog, if you need to become a member of this blog let me know (you know how).&lt;br /&gt;If you want to fuck with Fag Fudge, or Beth the Slut check here&lt;br /&gt;dpinnell.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;horsefacebeth.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah Danny Fudge is a gayasianmanhooker, and scientology is for sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111828071533270437?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111828071533270437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111828071533270437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111828071533270437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111828071533270437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/we-dont-allow-scientology-queers-or.html' title='We dont allow scientology queers, or Fudge packers'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-111823613277701621</id><published>2005-06-08T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T06:08:52.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/640/131.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/320/131.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is me in our funky stance with my ninja scroll hat on.  I think I will wear it when (if) I come back to the States and wait for somebody to fuck with me and then I will cut off their head and put it on a stick.  It will be sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111823613277701621?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111823613277701621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111823613277701621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111823613277701621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111823613277701621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-this-is-me-in-our-funky-stance-with.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111823557961722405</id><published>2005-06-08T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T05:59:39.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/640/130.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/320/130.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is me when I was still a white belt, but that is ok.  Swords are cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111823557961722405?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111823557961722405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111823557961722405' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111823557961722405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111823557961722405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-this-is-me-when-i-was-still-white.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-111799006326350608</id><published>2005-06-05T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T09:47:43.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hapkido roll that broke the camelback</title><content type='html'>So get this shit.  I am cyling back from Junmun beach, about 50 km (that is 30.? miles for you standard fuckers) and it is starting to get dark.  Then it gets dark and I've got about 8 miles to go, and I am biking on the side of the highway, which is cool because the Korean authorites have seen fit to build this little bike path thing right beside it. Between the bike path and the highway is a median that is about 1 meter across, and it is dark as shit and I can't see.  The road turns sharply but I couldn't tell so I hit the median.  Keep in mind that I was going downhill at like 28-30 km/hr (that is like 20mph). I went ass over head, almost across a lane of traffic, and I fucking roll out of it.  All I got was this little piddly ass scrape on my elbow.  PROTECT YOUR HEAD!!! And that is what I did.  I guess my training is paying off.  Just so you know, as I was lying there, in the middle of the freeway, my first thought was on the bicycle, not about my body or the cars that might have been running me over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111799006326350608?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111799006326350608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111799006326350608' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111799006326350608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111799006326350608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/hapkido-roll-that-broke-camelback.html' title='The hapkido roll that broke the camelback'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111780383687409820</id><published>2005-06-03T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T06:03:56.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are all a bunch of Ondongi Pirates</title><content type='html'>So I finally actually got my yellow belt in gumdo. I been skipping training this week, more often than not cause I have been feeling like utter shit lately.  But we get monday off this week so I will be ready to roll on tues. morning.   Aside from feeling like shit, not much goes down in the house of Isaac (except C's Mom).  The other day I was thinking about what I would wish for if I ever found a magic lamp, and I think I would wish first for the ability not to have to eat.  I mean think about how much time and energy you waste just trying to get more energy.  And think about the cash you would save, I mean it is at least a couple of grand a year, and that money could be put to much better use (i.e. hookers, rum, more hookers, gambling, hard drugs, more hookers, etc.).  I think the second wish I would make would be the ability to not need sleep.  I mean you sleep for like 1/3 of your life, so If your life expectancy is 60 that is like 20 years you spent asleep. Think of all the cool shit you could do in 20 years (i.e. fuck hookers, drink rum, fuck more hookers, gamble, do hard drugs, and fuck more hookers, etc.). For my final wish I think I would let the Djinn go, cause wolverine claws or the regeneration properties of a vampire would be cool, but I am a nice guy and the Djinn would have probably been captive for a long time and deserves to be free.  What would you fuckers wish for, aside from a gay asian man hooker to have at your beck and call 24/7?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111780383687409820?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111780383687409820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111780383687409820' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111780383687409820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111780383687409820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-are-all-bunch-of-ondongi-pirates.html' title='You are all a bunch of Ondongi Pirates'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111734158071768819</id><published>2005-05-28T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:45:06.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You all need to stop the hookin, or at least send me the profits</title><content type='html'>What is up ass faces? I am chillin. I had a hapkido test on friday and a gumdo test on saturday. I fucked some shit up but I think I will pass. The gumdo test I did better on I think. There is this thing we have to do which is kind of odd. We kneel in front of a lit candle and do an overhead strike with our mokgum (that is a bokken for you jap lovers) and stop our strike sharply right above the flame, and the point is to have the flame go out without touching the candle. We get like 10 tries but I did it on the first try and the people watching clapped and shit, it was cool. After the test the Masters took Francois to one of the senior students houses and we grilled pork and drank soju. The senior student (black belt), Francois, and I (white belts) were outnumberd by uber pimps. It was sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111734158071768819?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111734158071768819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111734158071768819' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111734158071768819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111734158071768819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-all-need-to-stop-hookin-or-at.html' title='You all need to stop the hookin, or at least send me the profits'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111674201645117077</id><published>2005-05-21T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:06:56.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/640/CalicoJack.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/320/CalicoJack.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a closeup of the paint job me and a pretty lady did to my motorcyle.  It is pretty sweet huh?  So not much is new in Jeju.  I got my yellow belt test in Gumdo in a week, and probably another Hapkido test in a little over a week.  I learned some crazy shit about my Hapkido master the other day. If you took all of his Dan ranks and added them together you get a number that is over 40.  The guy has owned and taught at his own gym for over 30 freakin years.  this guy is more of a pimp than I can fathom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111674201645117077?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111674201645117077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111674201645117077' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111674201645117077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111674201645117077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-closeup-of-paint-job-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111674177726426489</id><published>2005-05-21T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:02:57.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/640/Badass.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/320/Badass.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me on my bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111674177726426489?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111674177726426489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111674177726426489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111674177726426489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111674177726426489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-me-on-my-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111634496928757108</id><published>2005-05-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T09:18:36.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put on your best ass hat, I'm painting the walls with my blood</title><content type='html'>Whats up fellas,&lt;br /&gt;Went with the Black Belts on Sunday and cut bamboo with real swords. It was sweet. They told me I had good power, but my technique was a bit slack. But what can I expect when I am bieng critized by a 5th dan. Said I made some good cuts though. Things are wierd here. I am kinda going nutz, but this too will pass. It always does. Not yet a third door type of situation, just want to get a beer with my homies and cant. I painted my motorcycle sweet pimp style, will post a pic of it as soon as I get one. I need to find a woman, or win a billion dollars, cause if I won a billion dollars I would have all kinds of bitches.&lt;br /&gt;B$B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111634496928757108?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111634496928757108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111634496928757108' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111634496928757108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111634496928757108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/put-on-your-best-ass-hat-im-painting.html' title='Put on your best ass hat, I&apos;m painting the walls with my blood'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111591895817579379</id><published>2005-05-12T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T05:42:15.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gumdo Master Got Me Twisted</title><content type='html'>IT is thrusday night. my gumdo Master got me fucked up on beer, he wanted to buy me and my boy beers cuz we are the only whitefolks at the dojang I think. I got hapkido at 6 and it is now 2:30. It was cool though I think I offended him talkin bout politics and shit. but fuck it, just means he will make me work harder. I will be feelin like shit tomorrow, but couldnt let an oppurtunity like that pass me by. will post more when not so twist.&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so get this.  My Master is a SuperPimp.  I mean uberbadass with with a katana on top.  I have done some recon and assembled this dossier:   Did 5 years as a Korean Navy Seal.   Ten years Hapkido; 5th dan.  5 Years TaeKwonDo; 3rd Dan.  10 years Haidong Gumdo 5th Dan.  Head of all Gumdo on My Island. I dont think he is yet 40 yrs old.  This guy knows some brutal shit and I am gonna do my best to learn it.  My Hapkido instructor is a superpimp too. I mean they just dont give away 9th dans for showing up to class.  But we are not focusing on the uber brutal shit.  Just the kind of brutal shit. I have to learn to kick first.  Kicking sucks my balls.  It is a pain in the ass, but when I am a pimp and can to a spinkick to Asstricks forehead, then it will be cool.   He got me pretty drunk last night, it was cool.   We had a good time.  He was trying to get Francois to marry this hot Korean chick.  She thought I looked like a bad boy with my stuache and nancy boy hair.  But some chicks think that is hot.  I bet it made her wet she just did not want to admit it.  Anyways, it is beer:30 so I am off.&lt;br /&gt;boozin is loosin&lt;br /&gt;b$b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111591895817579379?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111591895817579379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111591895817579379' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111591895817579379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111591895817579379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-gumdo-master-got-me-twisted.html' title='My Gumdo Master Got Me Twisted'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111572057140587281</id><published>2005-05-10T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T15:29:33.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Job is Ridiculous</title><content type='html'>Ok, Check this out. I was basiclly told today that I can't dicipline my kids. That is ok for a few of them but there is a big group of these little fuckers that are the most ill behaved kids I have ever had to deal with. How am I supposed to teach if one third is fucking it up for the rest of them? Oh sweet Jesus Tits this pisses me off good. But fuck it, it frees up my time to write my magnum opus I suppose. Sailing was good Saturday. I got sunburnt to shit and my kids told me I looked like a tomato. Training bunches. I wish we would spend more time on the brutal shit in Hapkido but it's cool. The Gumdo class is the ubersweetness. It is hard work though. Training how to kick ass twice in one day is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;peace out queers,&lt;br /&gt;buy me some beers,&lt;br /&gt;where is my fitty bucks?&lt;br /&gt;you useless lazy punks,&lt;br /&gt;betti$&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;     You mutha fuckers sure talk a lot of shit.  Tom is correct insofar as no one invited Christina to post here, but I really dont give a fuck who posts here (espically if it is Tom's mom). What I do object to is people talkin malicious shit about my homies, C.  And dont worry I will kick your shitty ass too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111572057140587281?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111572057140587281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111572057140587281' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111572057140587281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111572057140587281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-job-is-ridiculous.html' title='This Job is Ridiculous'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111526239328621905</id><published>2005-05-04T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:22:33.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/640/bettis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/320/bettis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me leaving a wake of destroyed bulidings and charred bodies in my wake. I have snapped and begun the systamatic destruction of earth, starting with Jeju City. Now all I need is a way to get to my Death Star which is in standard orbit around the planet. Tom, where is the Apache?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this is me at the fire festival a couple of months ago. It was sweet. Everybody gets drunk on soju and the when it gets dark they light a hill on fire. It was awesome. I was supposed to go sailing today, but a storm stated brewin and now we got gray skies and lots of rain. Which makes me angry. Sword class is cool. We have to stand in this wierd modified hose stance position. It hurts as much as sitting in aikido class. The instructor is impressed with me I think, and it is no fault of mine. We were practicing overhead strikes and he put his mokgum (bokken) right under where the strike should stop and I got lucky and stopped my blade sharply about 1.5 in. above the back of his sword. He looked at me, dropped his jaw and said "very good!" which is about 1/3 of his english vocabulary. They have invited me to come watch some bamboo and straw cutting on Sunday, I think I will go. This shit looks mean, not the communist twinkle toe pansy ass "protect you partner" shit that Tom and Christina are getting in nashvegas (dont sweat me, just givin you shit). Check out this website for cool info on Gumdo eng.hdgd.org/main.html . Anyways, I am off today because it is Childrens Day, a national holiday here. Not that it does me much good, the weather is shit. out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111526239328621905?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111526239328621905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111526239328621905' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111526239328621905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111526239328621905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-me-leaving-wake-of-destroyed.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111487840115051990</id><published>2005-04-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:26:41.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/640/har3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/56/4398/320/har3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har the Pirate and his sweet pirate ship the Lollipop.  He seems to have forgotten his cutlass for this voyage, must be too much soju,  and the lack of quality whores to cavort with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111487840115051990?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111487840115051990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111487840115051990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111487840115051990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111487840115051990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/har-pirate-and-his-sweet-pirate-ship.html' title=''/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111485312984291524</id><published>2005-04-30T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T15:27:50.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had My First Lesson In Piracy on the High Seas</title><content type='html'>Sailing is the shit. I mean it is super bad ass. Pimpin. If E-Z knew how cool it was to sail he would have rapped about rapping his 64 ft sloop round a lighthouse. It is rockin like Dokken. It is tight like Toms mom. It is the ubersweetness. We sailed around the harbor in these litte 6 or 7 ft. ers, and I thought I had the hang of it, when suddenly I noticed I was heading straight out to sea. I thought I might have to begin my days of piracy early, but did not know where I could get a cutlass before I got to China. It was cool though. Two of my companions capsized their boats, but I remained out of the drink. The wind picked up signifigantly and a storm started to move in so the instructor got skecthed out and made us come back. Our instructor is a pimp. Back in the day he used to be like a championship sailboat racer. He is diggin the speed, which is sweet cause that is what I want, speed. The main trouble I had was when sailing close hauled on my port and starboard sides (that is into the wind at about a 30-40 deg. angle), but running and reaching ( that is sailing with the wind) are not so difficult. Still taking applications for first mate, and scurvy dogs (and no Tom, being a butt pirate is not something you should include on your resume).&lt;br /&gt;    UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially a yellow belt in Kuk Sul Hapkido.  My kicks suck ass, but soon enough I will be able to do a spin kick to Asstrick's forehead, and then I will be the shit.  Start sword tecnique tomorrow, hopefully I wont die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111485312984291524?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111485312984291524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111485312984291524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111485312984291524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111485312984291524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-had-my-first-lesson-in-piracy-on.html' title='I Had My First Lesson In Piracy on the High Seas'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-111448556243866445</id><published>2005-04-25T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T20:19:22.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Nothings New</title><content type='html'>Well, not really.   I take my yellow belt test in Hapkido on Friday.  Lets hope I pass.  Yesterday in class the Quangangnimm's wife (I think) streched me out.   She made me sit with my legs apart and proceeded to sit directly in front of me and push on my ankles with her heels till I couldnt go no more.  It was hardcore.  But good I suppose, if I ever want to be able to do a spinkick to sombodys forehead.  Went ridin on Sunday, it was cool.  Motorcycles are the shit. They rule.  I think I am going to mount a couple of speakers on it and hook up an mp3 player to an amp so when me and my motorcycle gang go riding thorough small villages together I can blast violent classical music like the AirCav did in Apocalypse Now.  It would be the uber sweetness.  I am going to learn to sail, there is this sailing club of sorts and I can get lessons and access to boats for a year for like 300k Won.  So it should be cool.   Then when I get a shit ton of money I can buy a sailboat and be a pirate.  That will be sweet.  Applications are being taken for first mate.  Must be able to drink lots o' rum, brandish a cutlass while wearing froppish dress and not feel sexually threatened, make Tom give me my fitty bucks, and engage in typical pirate duties (making people walk the plank, living at sea, drinking more rum, cavorting with whores, and being nefarious {that is flagrantly wicked or impious: EVIL; according to Webster} on a daily basis).  All qualified applicants please e-mail your resume to har_thepirate@thepiratecove.com and non-refundable application prossing fee of fitty bucks to which you can hold Tom accountable for to Your Mom 1214 Deez Nutz Harbor, Har's sweet Pirate Ship, slot 69.  Thank you and goodday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111448556243866445?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111448556243866445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111448556243866445' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111448556243866445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111448556243866445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-nothings-new.html' title='So, Nothings New'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-111413372478117471</id><published>2005-04-21T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T18:37:22.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So None of You Fuckers are Leavin Messages (I think it is cause you are gay, no wait, you are gay because you fuck men in the ass.)</title><content type='html'>Hey fuckers, I am chillin. It is Friday and shit. You dance around like a bunch of Kansas City faggots you know that. So the days are good, I think I am going to the beach this weekend, oh wait I go to the beach every weekend. HA, HA fuckers. I want a faster motorcycle, but for 350,000 Won I guess I cant complain too much. I need to get a chess game with Gary Kasprov so, right before he wins, I can jump up on the table, drop my drawers, shit on the table and yell "CHECKMATE!!!". How would that be. Oh yeah, all yall need to quit that hookin, or you need to start sendin me the profits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111413372478117471?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111413372478117471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111413372478117471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111413372478117471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111413372478117471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-none-of-you-fuckers-are-leavin.html' title='So None of You Fuckers are Leavin Messages (I think it is cause you are gay, no wait, you are gay because you fuck men in the ass.)'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111374578446107766</id><published>2005-04-17T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T06:49:44.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Tricks birthday</title><content type='html'>So today is tricks birthday and what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;you know he is a skinny slut&lt;br /&gt;just like his mom takin it in the butt&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to whish him happy birthday and say good luck&lt;br /&gt;Cuz he's gonna need it, that silly queer&lt;br /&gt;always takin it in the rear&lt;br /&gt;so get you backside lubed up my dear&lt;br /&gt;so you can take the whole bottle of beer, (backwards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111374578446107766?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111374578446107766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111374578446107766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111374578446107766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111374578446107766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-is-tricks-birthday.html' title='Today is Tricks birthday'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-111365408979878858</id><published>2005-04-16T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T05:21:29.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how you like dem Mango's</title><content type='html'>So my homies been postin so I must too,&lt;br /&gt;      Shit is good here, went for a sweet ride to this place called Sunrise Point.  It's this point that jutts out into the ocean and rises sharply so instead of beaches there are 25o ft. (give or take) cliffs on its sides.  It is fucking sweet.  Then I went to Junmun, one of the sweet beaches to check for surf and it was flat.  I mean flat like Toms ass.  Not firm and round like Chris's.   The weather was good and I got a sweet ride in. &lt;br /&gt;       Those damn kids are pissin me off, but they are kids I suppose.  Work is work. . . no shop talk is good shop talk.&lt;br /&gt;       Hapkido goes well, sweet weapons training.  I fit to be havin some numchuck skills and some staff skills.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this song is for my boy who has to go do a short stretch in some po dunk Texas cell block:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born down in the deepsouth&lt;br /&gt;and raised in Tennessee,&lt;br /&gt;I was brought up on hog fat&lt;br /&gt;and nasty chicken grease&lt;br /&gt;well I fucked sister,&lt;br /&gt;and sis fucked paw,&lt;br /&gt;and we all kicked little brother in the jaw,&lt;br /&gt;aint got no moonshine,&lt;br /&gt;aint got no wine,&lt;br /&gt;oh lord help me rebuild my life&lt;br /&gt;since I was a young boy travelled far from home&lt;br /&gt;oh lord dont let me die on my own,&lt;br /&gt;got sent to prison&lt;br /&gt;down Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;there were 40 bad dudes&lt;br /&gt;in a cell with me&lt;br /&gt;I felt so dirty&lt;br /&gt;just like a pig&lt;br /&gt;then I got raped in the showers by Mr. Bigg&lt;br /&gt;aint got mo moonshine,&lt;br /&gt;aint got no wine,&lt;br /&gt;oh lord help me rebuild my life&lt;br /&gt;since I was a young boy&lt;br /&gt;travelled far from home&lt;br /&gt;oh lord dont let me die on my own&lt;br /&gt;my life is over,&lt;br /&gt;and it's been a pain&lt;br /&gt;eyesights goin bad,&lt;br /&gt;didn't see that train&lt;br /&gt;last thing I member&lt;br /&gt;that whistle blew&lt;br /&gt;now there's two drunk Indians stealin' my boots&lt;br /&gt;I aint got no moonshine. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I did not write it, the man who it is dedicated to taught it to me, but it is a good song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it e-z&lt;br /&gt;keep it sleazy&lt;br /&gt;Betti$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111365408979878858?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111365408979878858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111365408979878858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111365408979878858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111365408979878858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-you-like-dem-mangos.html' title='how you like dem Mango&apos;s'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111243751387289930</id><published>2005-04-02T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T02:25:13.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Motorcycle Ridin' in Jeju</title><content type='html'>Went for a sweet motorcycle ride today.  Went to some beach to chill.  There was this cave there but some dude, I am guessing the foreman of the work crew that we found started yelling at us when we tried to go up in them shits.   I found this big ass styrafoam thing and Dan freaked out cuz he hates styrafoam.  I think I will trap him in a styrafoam box filled with styrafoam peanuts if he ever has information that I need.   When we came back to the beach there were all these kids training there, they were doing "martian arts", at least that is what the truck said.  It was all around a good ride, except for the fact that my boy Nathan and stopped by Dan's crib to say peace and use his pisser but the fucker would not even answer the door to let his fellas use the damn toilet.  I am fittin to beat his janky ass.  Anyway, that was todays adventure.  Last night won some Won playin cardz.  Got drunk ass and it was sweet.  Masticle, A.K.A. T-Mas, A.K.A. Right Hand Man, A.K.A. Fag Tom; where is my fitty bucks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111243751387289930?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111243751387289930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111243751387289930' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111243751387289930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111243751387289930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/04/sweet-motorcycle-ridin-in-jeju.html' title='Sweet Motorcycle Ridin&apos; in Jeju'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111226723797664055</id><published>2005-03-31T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T03:11:40.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom From Chri$</title><content type='html'>Chirs is a sweet pimp and he needs the recognition that he deserves. I am going to the bar to get shitty and ride my motorcycle while skirting my responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Pmpn8ez&lt;br /&gt;B$B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buttslut.com/" onclick=""&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt;  said...                &lt;p&gt; I think you should start a plastic plate company that puts things like "you are going to die." on the face of the plate. This may prove to be a fine source of happiness after one has finished their meal. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="comment-timestamp"&gt; 7:57 AM &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span class="item-control"&gt; &lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111219825993353720" onclick="" title="Delete Comment"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/icon_delete13.gif" alt="Delete" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Another idea for the plastic plate company, "Your food was poisoned, ha ha!"     &lt;p class="comment-timestamp"&gt; 8:15 AM &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span class="item-control"&gt; &lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111219930673485838" onclick="" title="Delete Comment"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/icon_delete13.gif" alt="Delete" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chris%20says%20%22fuck%20a%20bunch%20of%20web%20pages%22./" onclick=""&gt; Chris &lt;/a&gt;  said...                &lt;p&gt; Isaac you are such a mutha fuckin' slut bag. I am going to buy you a mail order bride and ship her to you. I will male sure that she is really fat and ugly and speaks no English. All she will do is yell at you in Hungarian and throw dishes at you when you get home. You will end up punching her in the gut and throwing her out on the street and she will become a hooker. She will then come back to you in apology. You will take her back, yet require that he continue hookin'. Thus you will have become a true pimp. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="comment-timestamp"&gt; 12:40 PM &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span class="item-control"&gt; &lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111204240155054586" onclick="" title="Delete Comment"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/icon_delete13.gif" alt="Delete" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="item-control"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111226723797664055?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111226723797664055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111226723797664055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111226723797664055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111226723797664055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/words-of-wisdom-from-chri.html' title='Words of Wisdom From Chri$'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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-11751087.post-111218279390582374</id><published>2005-03-30T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T03:43:05.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flyer on Door of Sky Court Hakata Inn; Fukkoka, Japan</title><content type='html'>Notice&lt;br /&gt;                       Sky coat Hakata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Draw the door as the "way to open of the door" room&lt;br /&gt;  key was recieved sumo werstlers belt at handle side&lt;br /&gt;  on the condition, please&lt;br /&gt;      The door is still self locking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Insert the key holder into the box of the wall of&lt;br /&gt;  "way of power source" of including room to the inner&lt;br /&gt;  part, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Make sure of "emergency exit" blame course because&lt;br /&gt;   it has been indicated and increases on the door&lt;br /&gt;  of the entrance of room a figure, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Therea are in 3 floors, 5 floors, 7 floors "vending&lt;br /&gt;  machine" (juice, liquor, and beer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5"a PAY TV card" the vending machine is set&lt;br /&gt;  except for the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 There is vending machine in 1 floor "tobacco".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111218279390582374?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111218279390582374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111218279390582374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111218279390582374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111218279390582374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/flyer-on-door-of-sky-court-hakata-inn.html' title='Flyer on Door of Sky Court Hakata Inn; Fukkoka, Japan'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111218143543053437</id><published>2005-03-30T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T03:17:49.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Koreans Put Strange Things on Plastic Plates</title><content type='html'>I was so happy,&lt;br /&gt;When I knew that friend,&lt;br /&gt;Is very valuable mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on a plate with a cartoon dog on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111218143543053437?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111218143543053437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111218143543053437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111218143543053437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111218143543053437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/koreans-put-strange-things-on-plastic.html' title='The Koreans Put Strange Things on Plastic Plates'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11751087.post-111202110465051811</id><published>2005-03-28T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T07:01:29.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BigMoneyBetti$ Chillin In Jeju</title><content type='html'>Big $ chillin in Jeju, teachin them punk kidz and gettin mad hapkido skillz, and drivin my motorcycle in the rain. Hopin all you fools round the world are keepin it sleazy, I mean eazy and all dat sheeeit.  Will try to sort out how to throw up a picture of the island or something cool&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;B$B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11751087-111202110465051811?l=whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/feeds/111202110465051811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11751087&amp;postID=111202110465051811' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111202110465051811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11751087/posts/default/111202110465051811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereexactlyisikeman.blogspot.com/2005/03/bigmoneybetti-chillin-in-jeju.html' title='BigMoneyBetti$ Chillin In Jeju'/><author><name>BigMoneyBetti$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12869542576009196380</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>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
