<?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-22841529</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:06:19.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tha Dizzle Blizzle, ya dizzle?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>R. Dizzle (that handsome bastard)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08861296137455483726</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22841529.post-114113601380847841</id><published>2006-02-28T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T10:53:22.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Then They Didn't Want Me</title><content type='html'>Well, lets get one thing straight, they always wanted me... they just didn't realize it until it was too late. (sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My questions are for the ladies today so feel free to post a reply and let me know your opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, why are women interested in men that are taken? It seems like once you're dating someone, you get a lot of additional attention. Women are bold nowadays. I had a fellow graduate student tell me that I need to "lose my gf" and date her friend. Um, your friend might be attractive and smart but don't be dumb... she can't stack up to my gf. I was taken aback by this woman's boldness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second and last question... Yes, its been asked before, but why are there so many women groupies? I don't mean the ones swinging from the proverbial testicles of some celebrity... I mean the groupies for teams and organization. If I had a dollar for each time that I heard "Ohh, you're an Alpha? I like Alphas", "Alphas are sexy", or "I'm going to marry an Alpha". Though we have high standards for our organization we are not all alike! Furthermore, don't think that you know me and what I'm about b/c I'm an Alpha. It just saddens me to see these groupies and the things that they do for a man because he plays on "such &amp;amp; such" squad or he's in this or that frat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a busy day at work, so I can't elaborate more but I think you get the gist. Ladies, I want to hear your responses. I have formulated my own opinion on why things are the way they are, but I would like to hear from everyone who lays eyes on this blog. Men, feel free to comment as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22841529-114113601380847841?l=rdizzle314.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/feeds/114113601380847841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22841529&amp;postID=114113601380847841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114113601380847841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114113601380847841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-then-they-didnt-want-me.html' title='Back Then They Didn&apos;t Want Me'/><author><name>R. Dizzle (that handsome bastard)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08861296137455483726</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-22841529.post-114081456692088870</id><published>2006-02-24T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T16:23:37.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, F.O.!!!</title><content type='html'>Well its a Friday so I will keep this one short. There are certain jokes which continue to circulate around the office that seem like they will never die out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this story, an email was sent out on behalf of Pentagon personnel to various people within my company as well as other contractors. Having nothing to do with of the content of the email, on of my coworkers became frustrated with one of the recipients of the email. In a somewhat playful manner, he replied via email with a short but sweet directive: "F&amp;*# OFF!!!" in big red font. The clever complexity of his reply is quite characteristic of this co-worker. In my opinion, he's one funny bastard but he swears worse than a sailor. Anyways, the co-worker that he told to F.O. came to him and said "Dude, do you know what you just did?". Turns out, instead of hitting reply, he hit "Reply All". In turn, numerous Pentagon Personnel as well as important people with our company received a big "F&amp;amp;*# Off!!!" (in big red letters of course). In a panic, my coworker tried to recall the message which sent 3 recall messages to everyone who was told to F.O. Needless to say, the recall didn't work and everyone got the email, plus 3 recall emails which undoubtedly attracted attention to the situation. Nothing ended up resulting from this incident other than everyone running around telling each other to F.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of this story? Don't use "Reply All"!!! I hate it when people do reply all and the info doesn't pertain to all of the recipients. Also, if you don't like my lesson for the day, you can F.O.!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22841529-114081456692088870?l=rdizzle314.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/feeds/114081456692088870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22841529&amp;postID=114081456692088870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114081456692088870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114081456692088870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-fo.html' title='Hey, F.O.!!!'/><author><name>R. Dizzle (that handsome bastard)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08861296137455483726</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-22841529.post-114071663793928637</id><published>2006-02-23T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:01:20.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Slob on my Knob... (Parental Advisory)</title><content type='html'>... like corn on da' cob" 3-6 Mafia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you thought this blog would be about; well I can guess. Forgive me for misleading, but I am using the news column writers approach by using a crazy article title to draw readers in. Anyways, I'd like to take this opportunity to voice my concerns with the hip/hop community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets keep it real, I love hip/hop &amp; rap but every once in a while I have to take a step back and ask myself: "Really, wtf are you listening to?" Its hard to defend the music that I enjoy when the enemies of hip/hop have a valid point. Whats with the content? Does every song have to be about ice or slangin' rock? How about simply just getting high... no, not just once; all the time ("I gotta stay high"). Or do we really need to hear about your sexual escapades with your groupies and women at the local strip club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on one hand, its the risque and simply crazy nature of these songs that attract our attention. "Slob on my knob", "Put it in my mouth", "What that thang smell like?"... they catch the listener's attention. Some may react to these titles saying "thats just disgusting, turn it off!!!". Others (unfortunately myself included) think the songs are so ridiculous that its actually funny. I won't pretend that I don't listen to lyrics and don't know what these artists are saying in the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this mean for society (myself included)? We've all been desensitized to a point that this material is acceptable. How about instances of disrespecting women in music? Often artist brag about the following concerning women:&lt;br /&gt;Going upside their heads, Pouring alcohol on them (a true way to know that you've "made it" if you can pour some Crystal on a beautiful woman... no the ugly ones don't count), to even shooting bodily fluids on these women&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the disrespect of women, there are also numerous instances of drug use and violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  agree that critics of Hip/Hop have legitimate points about the content found in this music but don't try to act as if ridiculous content doesn't exist in other media that is readily consumed by the rest of the world. Don't believe me? Go watch a movie, turn on a TV. How many people die in 1 hour of primetime television. Why is the pornographic industry the most used resource on the internet?(a main contributor to the advancement to things such as streaming internet video) You can find sex, violence, drug use, and disrespect in almost all genre's of music. It may be said differently, but its there. Still don't believe me? Check out a heavy metal group called GWAR(God What an Awful Racket) who in concert has the lead singer's fake penis sawed off spewing fake blood all over the crowd after ripping in half a blow-up doll (supposed to be Paris Hilton) after it has performed fellatio on him. Now thats some sick ish'. (A few of my coworkers are GWAR fans... one was at the tender age of 15 when he went to the concert and witnessed the above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion? The world is full of crazy sicko's!!! Well everyone except for me is sick. You all need to seek professional help. It will be interesting to see what the world is like in 5, 10, 25 years from now. My gf says that society is like a pendulum, alternating between liberalism and conservatism. We will see, but for now... something is wrong with you people and your foul music!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to get back to listening to my TP-2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22841529-114071663793928637?l=rdizzle314.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/feeds/114071663793928637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22841529&amp;postID=114071663793928637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114071663793928637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114071663793928637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/2006/02/slob-on-my-knob-parental-advisory.html' title='&quot;Slob on my Knob... (Parental Advisory)'/><author><name>R. Dizzle (that handsome bastard)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08861296137455483726</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-22841529.post-114062305170755299</id><published>2006-02-22T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T07:47:09.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First things first....</title><content type='html'>I Poppa freaks all da.... Oh wait!! Got that damn Biggie in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that don't know me I'm wrapping up a Masters in Engineering Management at GWU while working full time for a Construction Company doing renovations on the Pentagon. If you care to know, I'm a Commissioning/Decommissioning Engineer (yes it sounds made up but I'm a real engineer... yes I have a B.S. in Mechanical Engineering) and spend my day problem solving issues that deal with plumbing, fire alarm systems, HVAC systems and all that other good stuff. I work a minimum (yea I said MINIMUM) of 10 hours a day and sometimes on Saturday as well. This combined with 3 hour classes 3 nights a week makes tha' Dizzle a very dull man... meh I'm not dull, just often tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care about this blogging stuff, but my gf enjoys it so I figured "what the hell? I'll try it out". Speaking of the GF, I'd like to note that she is an outstanding young woman who's a stunning combination of beauty, intelligence, and a great sense of humor. I am indeed the luckiest man on this Planet. (I can't speak for those on the other planets... I dunno what they're workin with out there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not get it twisted, this blog won't be all lovey dovey simperage (Copyright, yea I know you want to jack my lingo like they did my boi e-40). There is nothing wrong with expressing love and care for another person in public, but that will be kept to a minimum to spare everyone else from gagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, kick back, relax and enjoy "tha' Dizzle Blizzle, ya dizzle?" (The Dizzle Blog, ya dig? for all you squares... and triangles too)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22841529-114062305170755299?l=rdizzle314.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/feeds/114062305170755299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22841529&amp;postID=114062305170755299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114062305170755299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22841529/posts/default/114062305170755299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rdizzle314.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-things-first.html' title='First things first....'/><author><name>R. 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