<?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-12694502</id><updated>2011-12-14T22:05:19.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Daze Tees</title><subtitle type='html'>Your source for t-shirts with attitude. Shop our store online at &lt;a href="http://www.crazydazetees.com"&gt;www.crazydazetees.com&lt;/a&gt;!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-115333975697858486</id><published>2006-07-19T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:09:52.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Shirt</title><content type='html'>I can't help it. I laughed myself silly over this, which means I have to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cape-designs.com/blogimages/funnyshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-115333975697858486?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/115333975697858486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=115333975697858486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/115333975697858486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/115333975697858486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/07/funny-shirt.html' title='Funny Shirt'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-114658435520053660</id><published>2006-05-02T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:39:15.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion and Politics</title><content type='html'>"In religion and politics, people's beliefs and convictions are in almost every case gotten at second hand, and without examination." - Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true, how true, Mr. Twain. Second hand + without examination = too much conviction in the reporting methods of 24 hour news services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone said it doesn't make it fact; just because someone "theorized" it doesn't make it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use logic. Use common sense. Look for the answers yourself instead of relying on 24-news stations and/or your preacher/priest (who is, after all, just a human capable of the same wrong assumptions, interpretations and ideas we all are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your head. Don't let others think for you. That's how bullshit gets started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This elaboration on Mark Twains insightful quote brought to you by me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-114658435520053660?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/114658435520053660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=114658435520053660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114658435520053660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114658435520053660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/05/religion-and-politics.html' title='Religion and Politics'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-114288563617752364</id><published>2006-03-20T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:38:27.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Gidget is Gone</title><content type='html'>The little girl my husband Eric picked up as a stray in June 2005 has passed away. She left us this past Friday (on St. Patrick's Day) at about 5:30 PM. Gidget was the sweetest little dog...a terrier mix of some odd sort that was about 9 or 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cape-designs.com/blogimages/gidget01.jpg" align="right" /&gt;Gidget was fine until Tuesday, when she started sleeping more and being less active. We didn't think too much of it because she always slept alot and was always pretty inactive anyway, so the change wasn't really drastic enough that we noticed until after the fact. She was always quiet and laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early Thursday morning she took a tumble down the stairs. Eric heard the noise (I didn't...I was still sleeping) and went to see what it was and found Gidget lying on her side at the bottom of the stairs. He checked her all over and she seemed okay, so he brought her back upstairs to bed. He let her out with the other dogs later in the day and she seemed her normal self. He told me about her fall when I got home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after he told me about it, I was sitting on the couch with her. It was around 5:15 or so and she seemed fine. Eric was getting ready for band practice. All of a sudden, Gidget stood up and arched her back and peed blood (we're talking bright red blood) and then went kinda funny-limp and collapsed onto her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cape-designs.com/blogimages/gidget02.jpg" align="left" /&gt;I rushed upstairs and told Eric what happened and that I was taking her to the vet. While upstairs, Gidget jumped down off the couch and came all the way upstairs by herself. Once upstairs, she arched her back again, went funny-limp again, and once more collapsed on her side. We didn't know it at the time, but she was having seizures. Looking back now, we believe this is probably what happened that caused her to fall down the stairs. We were thinking at the time that she had injured herself in the fall, not that the fall was a result of something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her to the vet immediately and spent over 3 hours with her there while they did x-rays and blood work. They couldn't find any internal injuries, but they did find something in her blood work. They thought she might have IHA (&lt;a href="http://www.vetinfo.com/dimhanemia.html"&gt;Immune Hemolytic Anemia&lt;/a&gt;), but wanted her to see a specialist at the emergency vet clinic around the corner to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her there and they ran more tests and confirmed that she definitely had IHA. IHA is a disease that comes on very rapidly and runs its course in very short order, most of the time resulting in death for the dog afflicted. They don't know what causes it, but the survival rate is extremely low, even with very expensive treatments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cape-designs.com/blogimages/gidget04.jpg" align="right" /&gt;The emergency vet shot her with steroids and said her prognosis was very bleak. They said they could keep her overnight and do a blood transfusion ($1,000 worth of treatment), but they couldn't be sure it would work and that the chances it would do any good were very slim. They told us that at that point, in her condition, the medications they could send her home with stood just as good of a chance of working as the more expensive blood transfusion. She could die overnight while there getting a blood transfusion. We didn't want her to die in the emergency clinic surrounded by strangers. Since the transfusions stood a good chance of failing anyway, and we'd already spent close to $1,000 just that night getting her diagnosed, we opted to take medications and Gidget home to be with us. If she died overnight, at least she would die in her home surrounded by the people and animals who loved her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did pretty well overnight and into Friday afternoon. She even barked Friday morning when the other dogs started barking at a car that pulled into the cul-de-sac. She ate well and drank a ton of water. She was still sleeping alot, and pretty passive, but it wasn't too different from the way she normally was, so it was hard to judge by that alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday afternoon at 4:30 PM, Eric left to take her back to the vet to have her bloodwork done again. He called me only 10 minutes after he'd left the house and told me that he had just gotten there and she'd started seizing again, this time crying out, which she hadn't done before. The vet had immdediately taken her to the back and injected her with something that would stop her seizing, but then, while Eric was on the phone with me (and we were only on the phone about a minute, so all this happened very quickly), the vet came out and told him that the injection had stopped her seizing and stabilized her temporarily, but that she was in the process of dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cape-designs.com/blogimages/gidget03.jpg" align="left" /&gt;I rushed to the vet and Eric and I made the decision to have her euthanized rather than have her suffer through more seizures while she died. Eric held her in his lap while they injected her and she went very peacefully. Like Mardigan, the cat we lost to cancer only three months ago, we're having little Gidget the Midget cremated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my mom that evening and told her what had happened and she started crying. She said, "Isn't that funny? It wasn't even my dog, but she was family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She most definitely was...even if she was only with us for a short 10 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, little Gidget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jillcape.capedesigns.com/gidget.html" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to view Gidget's website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keywords:&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/dog" rel="tag"&gt;dog&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/dogs" rel="tag"&gt;dogs&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/IHA" rel="tag"&gt;IHA&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/stray" rel="tag"&gt;stray&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/disease" rel="tag"&gt;disease&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/died" rel="tag"&gt;died&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/euthanized" rel="tag"&gt;euthanized&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-114288563617752364?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/114288563617752364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=114288563617752364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114288563617752364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114288563617752364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-little-gidget-is-gone.html' title='Our Little Gidget is Gone'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-114167814047773465</id><published>2006-03-06T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T15:52:23.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash? WTF is that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Crash"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;...won the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/Movies/03/05/oscar.advancer/index.html"&gt;Oscar for Best Picture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Never heard of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I was exactly cheering for "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0388795/"&gt;Brokeback Mountain&lt;/a&gt;"--which is probably a pretty good movie if it weren't for the fact that I hate any Westerns without &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000071/"&gt;Jimmy Stewart&lt;/a&gt; and just the synopsis of "Brokeback Mountain" puts me too much in mind of John Wayne sporting pink cowboy boots and a lisp (sorry if that was harsh, but I'm just being honest). I've never heard of this "Crash" movie though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, mind you, I'm not a big Hollywood follower. I don't care much what everyone is ranting and raving about at the moment. I form my own opinions about what I see/hear--sometimes they follow the crowd, often times they don't, but when they announced on the news this morning that "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0375679/"&gt;Crash&lt;/a&gt;" had won the Oscar for Best Picture, I had to stop and think...now what the hell is "Crash"? Usually it's at least a movie I've heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. They raved about that damned Bill Murray movie, too...what was that one? "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0335266/"&gt;Lost in Translation&lt;/a&gt;". I heard so much about it, and love Bill Murray, so my husband and I rented it and, well, it sucked...bad! My husband and I had this conversation about that movie not too long ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubby: Remember in that Bill Murray movie when nothing happened?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: Remember when nothing happened in that movie for, like, two hours?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: It was like watching the Travel Channel.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, except not the slightest bit interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the worst movie I've ever seen in my entire life. Eventually I'll see&lt;br /&gt;"Crash", I suppose. I hope it's not like "Lost in Translation". I'll have to&lt;br /&gt;assume that the Academy is susceptible to bribery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final comments...at least the synopsis for "Crash" sounds really good and very intriguing. Maybe it deserved that statue after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keywords:&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/crash" rel="tag"&gt;Crash&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/oscar" rel="tag"&gt;Oscar&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/academy" rel="tag"&gt;Academy&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/brokeback" rel="tag"&gt;Brokeback&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/mountain" rel="tag"&gt;Mountain&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/lost" rel="tag"&gt;Lost&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/translation" rel="tag"&gt;Translation&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/bill" rel="tag"&gt;Bill&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/murray" rel="tag"&gt;Murray&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/jimmy" rel="tag"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/stewart" rel="tag"&gt;Stewart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-114167814047773465?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/Movies/03/05/oscar.advancer/index.html' title='Crash? WTF is that?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/114167814047773465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=114167814047773465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114167814047773465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114167814047773465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/03/crash-wtf-is-that.html' title='Crash? WTF is that?'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-114080288324697420</id><published>2006-02-24T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T12:41:23.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Sweet Peas Go Sour</title><content type='html'>Directly relating to my vent post of yesterday, I've discovered the 52 individuals and/or small companies being unfairly harrassed/&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sued" rel="tag"&gt;sued&lt;/a&gt; by a company called Sweet Pea Clothing for so-called "&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/trademark" rel="tag"&gt;trademark&lt;/a&gt; infringement" have decided to fight! I couldn't be happier about this! I stand behind them 100% and hope to God they win this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/1600/sweetpea-sour.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/320/sweetpea-sour.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calling themselves "&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sour" rel="tag"&gt;Sour&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/peas" rel="tag"&gt;Peas&lt;/a&gt;", they've obtained a Web site called &lt;a href="http://www.sourpeas.org" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sourpeas.org&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and have placed all the information you need on there to stand behind them yourselves. Hey, media people, grab this story and make a full-out mockery of this lame Sweet Pea Clothing company and their lame attorney, because this is as ridiculous of a &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/lawsuit" rel="tag"&gt;lawsuit&lt;/a&gt; as it gets! This needs public attention and I mean now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before and I'll keep right on saying it--trademarking common words and phrases should be ILLEGAL! This is what happens to regular folks when the laws stay as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...who in the media do I know that I can alert to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, Sour Peas, go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-114080288324697420?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sourpeas.org' title='When Sweet Peas Go Sour'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/114080288324697420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=114080288324697420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114080288324697420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114080288324697420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-sweet-peas-go-sour.html' title='When Sweet Peas Go Sour'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-114070533044970400</id><published>2006-02-23T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:55:13.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trademarking of Common Words/Phrases</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Plain and simple...the &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/trademarking" rel="tag"&gt;trademarking&lt;/a&gt; of common words and phrases should be ILLEGAL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companies are trademarking such ridiculously common words/phrases as: Life's a Beach, Smile, Always, Entreprenuer, Sweet Pea, Fair and Balanced, Bad Boy, and Bad Girl. I can see being allowed to trademark these terms if they are accompanied by something, such as a descriptive word that specifically identifies them, and only deemed violated if someone uses them with the descriptive word, but that's not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about specific logo design infringement here. I'm talking about anyone using a term such as "Entreprenuer" in any way or combination with any other word as a business name, a simple discriptive term or anything else--suddenly these "little" people are trampled on by the big corporations! We're talking SUED here, people. Sued, for God's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trademark laws need a serious overhaul. "Entreprenuer" should never be allowed to be trademarked as a stand-alone. "Entreprenuer Magazine" is fine, but any use of the word Entreprenuer WITHOUT the word Magazine right by it should not ever, ever be deemed as trademark infringement. Same with all the other terms and words I listed above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for the little people to take a shouting, screaming stand against the U.S. Trademark Office and all the big, bully companies getting away with this crap! It should be illegal. Let's get the laws changed and then sue all those companies who have trademarked common words/phrases in a class action lawsuit for misuse of power and undue anguish. It's bullshit. Total, utter, ridiculous bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell this subject really pisses me off? I'm on the hunt for a way to stop these companies from getting away with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, maybe I'll just trademark the word "Corporation". Then I can sue every last damned one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-114070533044970400?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/114070533044970400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=114070533044970400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114070533044970400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114070533044970400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/02/trademarking-of-common-wordsphrases.html' title='Trademarking of Common Words/Phrases'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-114052932534374332</id><published>2006-02-21T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T08:42:05.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help the Drunkass Walk</title><content type='html'>Here's a fun, stupid game...help the drunkass walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mis-group.com/funny/drunk/help_the_drunk_get_home.php"&gt;Help the Drunk Get Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-114052932534374332?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mis-group.com/funny/drunk/help_the_drunk_get_home.php' title='Help the Drunkass Walk'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/114052932534374332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=114052932534374332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114052932534374332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/114052932534374332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/02/help-drunkass-walk.html' title='Help the Drunkass Walk'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-113932450146214590</id><published>2006-02-07T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:01:41.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Shirts By Other Designers</title><content type='html'>In my T-shirt browsing, I found these great designs by other designers. Buy one, or two, or four! These are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/52tease/1149540?pid=2071482" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/200/52Tease-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52Tease's &lt;i&gt;Boys Make Me Laugh When They Try To Think&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/crazy_cc/872395?pid=2071482" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/200/crazycool-01.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Cool Creations' &lt;i&gt;I Have No Fucking Idea What This Means&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/burntees/1039318?pid=2071482" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/200/burntees-01.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BurnTees' &lt;i&gt;Jesus Saves, Passes to Moses, Shoots, Scores!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-113932450146214590?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/113932450146214590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=113932450146214590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/113932450146214590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/113932450146214590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/02/fun-shirts-by-other-designers.html' title='Fun Shirts By Other Designers'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-113923685007608217</id><published>2006-02-06T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T10:32:35.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Valentine's Day?</title><content type='html'>Are you Anti-Valentine's Day? Our sister store, &lt;a href="http://www.4crazydogs.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 Crazy Dogs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/4crazydogs/863739" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anti-Valentine's Day designs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just for you! Ok, so there's also some "love and fluff" stuff there, too, just in case you're all about the love and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Cupid is Stupid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/200/stupidcupid.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://www.crazydazetees.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crazy Daze Tees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for our latest designs. Wouldn't you love to have one of these on your car? Both designs are also available on shirts and caps, tote bags and aprons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="nonconformist" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/200/nonconformist%20bumper%20sticker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Gushie, center me on Sam!" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/200/center%20me%20on%20sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about our brand new black t-shirts? The one shown below says, "I came, I saw, I told bad jokes and left". If you find a design you like, but don't see it available in the black tee, just e-mail us at &lt;a href="mailto:crazydazetees@sbcglobal.net"&gt;crazydazetees@sbcglobal.net&lt;/a&gt; and we'll get one up in the store for you within 24 hours (excluding weekends and holidays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="I Came, I Saw parody black t-shirt" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1141/1088/200/I%20came%20bad%20jokes%20black%20tee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Remember, Crazy Daze Tees has your attitude for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-113923685007608217?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cafepress.com/4crazydogs/863739' title='Anti-Valentine&apos;s Day?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/113923685007608217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=113923685007608217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/113923685007608217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/113923685007608217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2006/02/anti-valentines-day.html' title='Anti-Valentine&apos;s Day?'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-113147490131590981</id><published>2005-11-08T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:35:01.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas shopping??</title><content type='html'>There's plenty of new designs at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazydazetees.com" target="_blank"&gt;Crazy Daze Tees&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! If you haven't seen the Retro designs, you have to check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for holiday gifts? Do you know we have two other stores? Do a little holiday shopping at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazydazetees.com" target="_blank"&gt;Crazy Daze Tees&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.4crazydogs.com" target="_blank"&gt;4 Crazy Dogs&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.crazycoyotees.com" target="_blank"&gt;Crazy Coyote Tees&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4crazydogs.com" target="_blank"&gt;4 Crazy Dogs&lt;/a&gt; has plenty of designs for pet lovers as well as seasonal designs (for that Christmas spirit...or lack thereof).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazycoyotees.com" target="_blank"&gt;Crazy Coyote Tees&lt;/a&gt; has designs created especially for teens and young adults.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-113147490131590981?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/113147490131590981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=113147490131590981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/113147490131590981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/113147490131590981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/11/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas shopping??'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-112119697787490566</id><published>2005-07-12T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:36:17.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say what?</title><content type='html'>In my eternal web surfing, I came across a site called &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com" target="_blank"&gt;Urban Dictionary&lt;/a&gt; and another called &lt;a href="http://www.wordspy.com" target="_blank"&gt;Word Spy&lt;/a&gt; and found great enjoyment and amusement at the things I didn't know they were saying now-a-days. Here's a list of some of my faves (so far...I haven't even cracked the surface of these sites yet, but I intend to--for the fun, if nothing else).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca-Colanization&lt;br /&gt;(koh.kuh-KOH.luh.ny.zay.shun) n. The spread of Western (especially American) culture throughout the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunk dial&lt;br /&gt;(DRUNK dy.uhl) v. To make an embarrassing phone call while inebriated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankenfood&lt;br /&gt;n. Food derived from genetically modified (GM) plants and animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gastroporn&lt;br /&gt;n. The suggestive pictures and prose used to describe recipes in upscale cookbooks or menu items in fancy restaurants. Adjectives used include succulent, mouth-watering, tantalizing, tender, juicy, and melt-in-your-mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retrosexual&lt;br /&gt;(ret.roh.SEK.shoo.ul) n. A man with an undeveloped aesthetic sense who spends as little time and money as possible on his appearance and lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pickle-stabber&lt;br /&gt;n. A boot with a high, thin heel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transwestite&lt;br /&gt;n. A non-cowboy who dresses up in elaborate cowboy costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baked potato&lt;br /&gt;(BAYKT puh.tay.toh) n. A person who watches television or videos while high on drugs (cf. couch potato).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hillbilly heroin&lt;br /&gt;(HIL.bil.ee hayr.oh.in) n. Slang nickname for the prescription painkiller OxyContin, which is said to produce an effect similar to heroin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burn and return&lt;br /&gt;v. To purchase an audio CD, make a copy of it using a CD burner, and then return the original CD for a refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dadrock&lt;br /&gt;n. Music performed by aging rock stars; also, music that is strongly influenced by groups from the 60's and 70's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mallternative&lt;br /&gt;n. Rock music labeled as "alternative," but that is bland enough to be piped into a mall, restaurant, or other public location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonkbuster&lt;br /&gt;(BONK.bus.tur) n. A bestselling novel that features numerous sex scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picasso porn&lt;br /&gt;n. The scrambled signal of a pornographic cable channel as seen by a nonsubscriber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scarlet-collar worker&lt;br /&gt;n. A woman who owns or operates an Internet pornographic site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsenic hour&lt;br /&gt;(AR.suh.nik owur) n. The time after parents arrive home from work and before dinner is served; any extremely hectic part of the day, especially when dealing with young children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mouse race&lt;br /&gt;(MOWS rays) n. A lower-stress lifestyle that results from moving to a smaller community or taking a less demanding job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antiskeptic&lt;br /&gt;n. A person who believes everything they hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain on a stick&lt;br /&gt;n. An intelligent person who lacks emotion or social skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dittoheads&lt;br /&gt;n. People who mindlessly agree on an issue or idea because it fits in with their ideology or because they are followers of the person who put forth the idea in the first place. Originally used to describe Rush Limbaugh fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink the Kool-Aid&lt;br /&gt;v. To become a firm believer in something; to accept an argument or philosophy wholeheartedly or blindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;privatopia&lt;br /&gt;(pry.vuh.TOH.pee.uh) noun. A walled-in or gated community of private homes, especially one in which a homeowner association establishes and enforces rules related to property appearance and resident behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starter marriage&lt;br /&gt;n. A first marriage that lasts only a short time and that ends in a clean (i.e., no kids, no property, no acrimony) divorce. (Cf. starter home.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stepwife&lt;br /&gt;(STEP.wyf) n. The current wife of a woman's ex-husband; the ex-wife of a woman's current husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arm candy&lt;br /&gt;(ARM kan.dee) n. An extremely beautiful person who accompanies a member of the opposite sex to a party or event, but is not romantically involved with that person (cf. eye candy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;himbo&lt;br /&gt;(HIM.boh) n. A man who is good-looking, but unintelligent or superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man cave&lt;br /&gt;n. An area of a house, such as a basement, workshop, or garage, where a man can be alone with his power tools and projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corridor cruiser&lt;br /&gt;(KOR.uh.dohr KROO.zur) n. A worker who spends a lot of time walking through office corridors, usually en route from one meeting to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frienemy  (FREN.uh.mee)&lt;br /&gt;n. A friend who acts like an enemy; a fair-weather or untrustworthy friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geekerati&lt;br /&gt;(geek.uh.RAT.ty) n. The elite members of the technological class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for now. I'll bring you more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-112119697787490566?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/112119697787490566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=112119697787490566&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/112119697787490566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/112119697787490566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/07/say-what.html' title='Say what?'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-112118825859600589</id><published>2005-07-12T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T13:12:40.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still with us</title><content type='html'>The old lady is still with us. That'd be the stray my husband found (see previous post). He's renamed her Gidget and she's made herself quite at home. She sleeps most of the time, so most of the time we don't even know she's there. Such a sweetie. My mom is still thinking of taking her, but Eric's already decided that if she doesn't, we're keeping her. She's attached herself to him (and him to her, I think). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric's band finally has a website up and running. The singer, Chris, did it, so when you go there, expect his crazy sense of humor to be all over the pages. He's a riot! If you feel like checking it out, &lt;a href="http://www.440rocks.us" target="_blank"&gt;follow this link&lt;/a&gt; to the 440 website. My husband is Eric Cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the oval stickers now available at &lt;a href="http://www.crazydazetees.com" target="_blank"&gt;Crazy Daze Tees&lt;/a&gt;. Have a suggestion for one you'd like to have but that isn't on there, just &lt;a href="mailto:crazydazetees@sbcglobal.net"&gt;shoot off an email&lt;/a&gt; with your request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's hoppin', things are busy...gotta run. Hope everyone down Florida/Alabama way survived the hurricane okay. You crazy southerners! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-112118825859600589?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/112118825859600589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=112118825859600589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/112118825859600589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/112118825859600589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/07/still-with-us.html' title='Still with us'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111880128420818970</id><published>2005-06-14T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T13:30:03.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Lady Found Dodging Traffic</title><content type='html'>My husband came in last night with a dirty, matted little terrier mix in his arms. Apparently, he almost hit her on a 50 mph road while he was working. Being the wonderful man that he is (and definitely one of the many things I love about him), he pulled off to the side of the road and rounded her up. There was a close call or two while she continued to jet into the road and into the path of oncoming cars (the term "jet" being used loosely here because she doesn't move very fast). He finally got ahold of her and she was obviously a stray. She was dirty, matted, with burs clinging to her fur and a tick or two making a dinner of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's still with us until we either find her owners or find someone willing to give her a good home. If we can't find either, it will be us. That will make 5 dogs in our house, but she is really quite non-obtrusive. She's older (I'm guessing around 10 years old at least) and doesn't have a whole lot of energy or enthusiasm. She likes to sleep. :) She's a terrier mix as best as I can figure. We'll have to get her to the vet to find out if her health is okay and get her some shots. Until then, she's been de-tangled, de-matted, bathed, de-ticked, and she'll be getting a nail clipping tonight when the hubby gets home from work. She's a sweetheart. She doesn't appear to be starving, so I'm guessing she may have been an outdoor dog because she was looking such a mess. I guess she also could be an indoor dog runaway--they can get pretty dirty being outside for just a week or so. Either way, she's safe and sound now and hopefully she has an owner praying for her safe return. If not, she's better off with us or with a family willing to give her a forever home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our four dogs and three cats have had no problems with her at all. She really just sleeps a lot and, like I said, she's quite unobtrusive. She's a sweet little old lady. She's a little smaller than our smallest dog, Chance. I'm guessing her at about 20 lbs., but she's short, too. Eric (hubby) has been calling her Gizmo because she looks like a scruffy, funny-eared gremlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are two pics of her. The first I took to post on &lt;a href ="http://www.petfbi.org" target="_blank"&gt;PetFBI.org&lt;/a&gt; in the hopes that someone is looking for her and checks there and the second I took after her bath when she curled up in our rocking chair to go to sleep. The second picture is the best display of her true coloring. She's not quite white, as she appears to be in the first pic, but rather a creamy biege, near-white. Parts of her are true white, but her back and legs are more of the creamy biege color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/giz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/giz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111880128420818970?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111880128420818970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111880128420818970&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111880128420818970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111880128420818970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/06/old-lady-found-dodging-traffic.html' title='Old Lady Found Dodging Traffic'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111783626531581467</id><published>2005-06-03T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T13:29:32.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Promised Pictures</title><content type='html'>Now that I'm actually at my home computer and can do this, here are the pictures of my husband's band 440 playing out weekend before last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band playing. Eric (the aforementioned hubby) is the one on the far right, in the white t-shirt (which believe it or not is a CRAZY DAZE tee--it's the one that says "667 Neighbor of the Beast").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/440-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/440-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/440-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another full shot of the band (minus the one guy on the far left who was out of camera range).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/440-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends, Chris and Karen, who we ran into at the show. God love 'em!! Hugs to both of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/candk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for good measure (and the "awww!" factor), here's my sister's baby kitten. How cute is that face?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also her new little pup, Gryphon. He's a lab/chow mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/gryphon01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how cute is THAT face?!?! Did you say "awww!" yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/gryphon02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'k, I'm done. Hope you enjoyed. Hey, go to the post below this and sign up for the Crazy Daze newsletter. I'd beg, but it's not as effective (or annoying) over the internet as it would be in person. These are the limitations of using the "interweb" as my son likes to call it (mocking the commercial where the old man asks his grandson if they're on the interweb).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111783626531581467?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111783626531581467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111783626531581467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111783626531581467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111783626531581467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/06/promised-pictures.html' title='Promised Pictures'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111782295990060255</id><published>2005-06-03T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T14:22:39.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Daze June Newsletter</title><content type='html'>The June newsletter for Crazy Daze will be published early next week. 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That one you have on is looking pretty ratty. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111782295990060255?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111782295990060255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111782295990060255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111782295990060255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111782295990060255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/06/crazy-daze-june-newsletter.html' title='Crazy Daze June Newsletter'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111721098171246862</id><published>2005-05-27T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T12:23:01.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Dogs</title><content type='html'>This is a news story from MSNBC.com&lt;br /&gt;A perfect example of how sometimes dogs are better people than some people are.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are calling her "angel baby" a newborn abandoned in the Lenana forest on the outskirts of Nairobi, Kenya last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 pound 4 ounce baby girl had been placed in a plastic bag and dropped in the woods without nourishment or water. There she lay for perhaps two days, starving, her umbilical cord infected. She must have cried out, but along the busy road that bordered the forest, no one was listening, nobody heard. Well, almost no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had just reached the Lenana forest," local Stephan Thoya told a Kenya daily paper, "When I heard the sound of a baby crying. I looked closely and I saw a dog carrying a baby wrapped in a black dirty cloth as it crossed the road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog - mixed breed, no name, probably a stray- was likely out foraging for a meal. She'd just given birth to a litter of puppies and they were hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this story could have taken an unfortunate and grisly turn but, remember, we're talking about a dog. These are creatures who have shared our lives for at least 12,000 years. There is a bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the canine mother moved by the plight of this human infant? Was it just blind instinct? Whatever the case, she carried the little girl back to her own litter, caring for her as best she could. That's where the child was ultimately found: nestled amongst a pile of puppies under the watchful eye of the mother dog. She was taken to a local hospital and is now doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dog? Well, dozens of Kenyans are visiting her home, bringing food and medication. One person has even offered to feed the dog until the day she dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However skeptical you may be about the intelligence of non-human animals, it would be hard to argue that, in this case, a dog - and a hungry stray at that - acted more responsibly than at least one human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the dogs? Well, maybe... if you're lucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111721098171246862?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111721098171246862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111721098171246862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111721098171246862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111721098171246862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-i-love-dogs.html' title='Why I Love Dogs'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111712348541677307</id><published>2005-05-26T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T12:04:45.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting the Bars</title><content type='html'>My husband Eric had a show this past Friday night. This was the first time he'd played out in a while after taking a break. They kicked ass, of course. :) The band is called 440 and they opened up for another band called &lt;a href="http://www.fullthrottle.cc" target="_blank"&gt;Full Throttle&lt;/a&gt;. If you go &lt;a href="http://www.fullthrottle.cc/fanPics/CadillacJacks_5-20-05/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on Full Throttle's website, you can see their pics of the show. They got a couple of 440 while they were on. I took pics, too, but you'll have to wait for a later post for those. I'm at work right now, they're on my home computer, you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night, my husband and I hung out with a couple of friends at our local bar (where we're all regulars...gotta love being a regular in a bar because you always get great service). After our friends left, this guy next to us starting talking to Eric and I--just regular bar banter, if you know what I mean. After talking to him for about 15 or 20 minutes, Eric got up to go the restroom. I said something to the guy about "my husband" and he comes back at me with "That's your husband?" Well, DUH! Wedding rings on left ring finger, we're sitting together and had been hanging out with another couple...obvious that we're at least together if not married. The rings should've given it away, right? I'm only sarcastic about this because when I said yes, the guy said, "Oh, I was gonna hit on you." WTF?? I said, "No, I'm happily married. Sorry." So I just brushed it off, pretty much. My husband came back about that time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if that wasn't enough, the guy sorta badgered my husband into going to play some tunes on the jukebox. So when Eric left for the juke, the guy asks me if we swing. ?!?!?! Ok, I did say "happily married", didn't I? Now the guy's looking desperate and obviously finding every way to hit on me in the presence of my husband. How many ways can you spell "jerk"? I just added a new one last Sunday night and it was M-A-T-T (this guy's name). I told him no, we don't swing--obviously. Then I moved away and started talking to Shelly the bartender so I didn't have to keep talking to him until Eric got back from the jukebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then it's about 2:30 AM (we close the place down often) and us and this guy are still there. This guy has been running up a tab drinking vodka after vodka and Shelly tells him it's time to wrap up his tab. I was standing over near Shelly at the time she told him, talking to her while my husband was still sitting talking to this guy. Well, this guy comes over to talk to Shelly and, since I'm right there across the bar from her, he wraps his arm around me and brushes his hand across my breast. My husband was up off his bar stool and right beside me when I pulled away from the guy. So this guy tells Shelly he's going out to the car to get his money to pay his tab. Guess who doesn't come back in? He stiffed the fucking bar! Okay, not only was he a jerk for hitting on me knowing I'm married and there with my husband,(which my husband was totally unaware of until the touching incident right before he left), but then he stiffs the bar! Y'know, I have a tendency to believe that most people are decent, but then an asshole like that comes along and it shakes up that belief a little. I mean, I'm not naive or anything, but don't people like that have a conscience and doesn't it eat at them when they do shit like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my fun for the weekend. Hope you enjoyed my little bar tale. I have a million of them. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, new shirt designs are in the store and there will be more coming this week. Check them out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111712348541677307?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111712348541677307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111712348541677307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111712348541677307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111712348541677307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/05/hitting-bars.html' title='Hitting the Bars'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111595850725282411</id><published>2005-05-13T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:32:50.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirate sex, Viggo, and my musician husband</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by Paintergirl. Though I can't hope to match her creativity, I'll give it my best shot. You rock, PG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are simple when you're tagged. Choose 5 items from the list to write about. Tag 3 other people when you're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme is, as you can see, "If I could be..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a scientist&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a farmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a musician, I'd play alongside my husband in his band. I don't have the coordination for a drummer, but I could probably play bass. Or I could sing. He plays lead guitar. We'd have the ultimate "radar love" going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a doctor &lt;br /&gt;If I could be a painter&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a gardener&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a missionary&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a chef&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an architect&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a linguist&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a psychologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a librarian, I'd be one of those hot little numbers who has her hair up and her glasses on and looks all conservative but is a total wild woman in bed. What was that Van Halen video with something like that? Was that "Hot for Teacher"? Yeah, I'd be her. Closet sexpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an athlete&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a lawyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an inn-keeper, it would be at the Prancing Pony in Bree so I could get jiggy with the incredibly hothothot Viggo Mortenson, aka Aragon from "The Lord of the Rings".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a professor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a writer, I'd do everything within my power to bring the plight of the homeless pet crisis to full public attention. I'd convince lawmakers to strictly regulate breeders (backyard AND reputable) until the crisis is brought under control. I'd spread the word and let people know what it's like to see a pregnant dog or 6 week old kitten put to sleep just because people don't get the concept of spaying and neutering. I'd change the world (or at least the U.S.) for dogs and cats and give them all a chance to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a llama-rider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a bonnie pirate, I'd sandwich myself between Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom and have the most erotic, no-holds-barred sexual experience of my life. Then I'd leave them behind, breathless and exhausted, and sail off into the sunset with nary a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an astronaut&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a justice on any one court in the world&lt;br /&gt;If I could be married to any current famous political figure&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a world famous blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm new at all this blogger thing, so I can't tag anyone just yet. I haven't been around long enough to know many people to tag, so PG, please forgive me for not fully following through with the rules. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111595850725282411?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111595850725282411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111595850725282411&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111595850725282411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111595850725282411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/05/pirate-sex-viggo-and-my-musician.html' title='Pirate sex, Viggo, and my musician husband'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111582265651732054</id><published>2005-05-11T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T13:27:44.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Designs</title><content type='html'>New stuff is appearing all the time in the Crazy Daze store! You gotta check out our latest in the &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/crazydaze/609068" target="_blank"&gt;New Stuff&lt;/a&gt; section! Just for the sake of enticing you in, here's a preview of a couple of the newest designs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/mm-designated.gif"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.capedesigns.com/blogimages/mm-ozzydo.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for? Get into the &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/crazydaze/609068" target="_blank"&gt;New Stuff&lt;/a&gt; section and check out... well... the new stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111582265651732054?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111582265651732054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111582265651732054&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111582265651732054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111582265651732054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/05/latest-designs.html' title='The Latest Designs'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111538703013386061</id><published>2005-05-06T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T13:26:24.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting your link on Crazy Daze Tees</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Will Crazy Daze link to you? Can you link to Crazy Daze? Are there available buttons and/or banners to do so? The answer to all these questions is yes! All the info you need (including the buttons/banners) is on the &lt;a href="http://www.capedesigns.com/crazydaze/cdbiopage/cd_bio.html#addlink"&gt;Crazy Daze FAQs and Links&lt;/a&gt; page.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you'd like your link placed on our Blog, too, just say so when you &lt;a href="mailto:crazydazetees@sbcglobal.net"&gt;e-mail me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111538703013386061?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111538703013386061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111538703013386061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111538703013386061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111538703013386061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/05/getting-your-link-on-crazy-daze-tees.html' title='Getting your link on Crazy Daze Tees'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12694502.post-111538091769632971</id><published>2005-05-06T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T08:26:22.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Post</title><content type='html'>This is the first post--a test, really. So don't read this because it's not really a post. If you do read it by accident, please make every attempt to forget everything you read--or at least pretend like you've forgotten. There will be no test on this in the future, so you really don't have to remember anything you read here. If it sounds like I'm rambling, I am. That's what test posts are for. Ok, now go back to whatever it was you were doing before you got here and check back another time in the very near future for some real posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12694502-111538091769632971?l=crazydazetees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/feeds/111538091769632971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12694502&amp;postID=111538091769632971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111538091769632971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12694502/posts/default/111538091769632971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazydazetees.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-post.html' title='The First Post'/><author><name>Crazy Daze Tees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16096443337191793750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cape-designs.com/x4crazydogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
