<?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-6882651</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:37:42.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Sabertooth's Domain</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where ancient creatures come to live again. A place where primal loving eyes express themselves.  A place where this cat ............................. chills.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882651.post-115206180310956406</id><published>2006-07-04T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:10:03.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Evolution knows no fear..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mandy&lt;br /&gt;from the Grim Adverntures of Billy and Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been awhile. Much has happend, but um, I'm.. not going to tell ya what happend &gt;_&lt;  hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom lined I passed everything for the semester though not as smashingly as well as I hoped. MY boss was not pleased but did not methodicly rip me a new one about it ethier. My only excuse, and I feel it is valid, was that I was exhausted. I had been in school since last semester for over TWO YEARS STRAIGHT! Meaning no summer break in between classes in all efforts of keeping grades up and trying to get back into NAU. So needless to say I was pooped! I needed a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you agree? So this summer I decided to take it easy by working and writing. Both of which I have done with much success with the exception my hours at the museum are lacking do to a sick boss but have been augment my income with work at the PAPER. My writings largely consisting of my thesis which I have broken down into papers, one on the Hyaenas from my study area, and the other on the cats from the same area and time period as the hyaenas. I should have the Hyaena paper done by the end of the month and the cat paper almost done by the time school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there is more to report about my summer exploits thus far but instead of recanting about them here please... travel to my sister blog site on  the conservertial myspace site- &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=11766900"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; Just click on the most recent blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its offical! DFT/neko chan and I are getting engaged, hitched, shackled up, or any other expressions of two persons who want to get married and are making any present actions of doing so. My only duty so far is to present a ring and yes there is one in the works. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not lie to any of you by saying I am not nervous over the ordeal, in all truth I am shaking in my boots. I am sure every man alive who is going to propose of permantly bonding their relationship with their lover has felt this way at one point in time. I already have a feeling how DTF is going to react and what her answer is going to be but that stil does not lessen my nerves. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the notion of marring DTF makes me so very happy right down to the nerves of my feet, I am still worried. I am worried if her plans are different than mine. I am not refferning to wedding plans, we are already making compromises and getting our heads together for ideas (at present the wedding date is going to be sometime April or May 2008). What I am worried about is her plans after the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have another year worth of school with, maybe sooner pending on what I decide about my major and the projected date of my graduation is Dec 2007 (mark your calenders people!) and afterward I know that I really need to hit graduate school as soon as possible for the field of work I want to get into you really need to keep up with your studies and start making those all important contacts and connections for a succesful career. At present my gradschool options are all pointing eastward, possibly around the Washington DC area. The other options being in California. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, Scootersoo was right in saying that the other "woman" in my life is my career. Its very important to me to succeed in this path I have choosen for myself which has been my goal since I was age 6. I love paleotology and zoology and that is the kind of work I want to do. I whole heartedly deep down hope that DTF understands this and is willing to join me in this quest. Her desired career choice is adapted to most any places where large cities presists, and so does mine. I do not want her to change her plans over me, but at the same time, I don't think I would be able to change my career plans for her ethier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past spring break I was hoping she might be interested in joining my adventures and kind of tested to see if she would be so with the museum trip we took and our attempts to go look for fossils. The museum trip I found that she was actually thrilled to join me and I think she would be a great assistant because her excitement was joined with mine from the things we saw at the Prescott and she takes great photos. However the experiance in our attempts to find a fossil locality south of prescott and around Camp Verde got her jaded to the experiance do to the weather, which bad weather does occure. She seems reluctant anytime I suggest looking for fossils even at the most accessable sites. Sigh, only time can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispite my worries DTF has made me a very happy man and I basicly cannot see myself without her. She is very important to me. I hope we share our lives until time ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now. Take care everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao meow for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-115206180310956406?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115206180310956406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=115206180310956406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/115206180310956406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/115206180310956406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/evolution-knows-no-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-113675918890697663</id><published>2006-01-08T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T14:26:29.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A new year and a new start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post NAU got out for winter break and before that I had finals. Over all I did smashingly and managed to pass everything with a "B" or highter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of the break was fantastic in that my kitten came down with me for a long weekend just befor the holidays. It was one of the best times I ever had coming home =^.^=  During this time I got to show her around, we went to see King Kong (awesome movie), mom final got the meatloaf recipie, and well it was just plain fantastic. One SNAFU occured however when I tried to pay off some library fees at the UofA. Unlike NAU the fees are rediculus at UofA and in the process we got a parking ticket for parking in an area that should of been closed for the season and open for general parking. Alas, it wasn't. I took care of it however in that I felt really bad and it was my fault in a way for getting in that situation. Its in the pass now so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays were good to me. Dtf and mom gave me a fantastic chrismas and my father blew me away with his gift of 11 books that were not cheap! DTF greatly her gifts from mom and me. The gifts from her family were fantastic in that I got a little pocket knife and a stuffed saber-tooth cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years was uneventful and I had a glass of cherry italian soda to toast the new year, mom was asleep though through most of it. Other than all that I have been a real lazy ass and haven't done much. The big highlight should be coming up. Mom and I are going to Albuequrqe to vist my mom's best friend through highschool (Aunt Patricia) so that should be fun. I am making plans to visit the big natural history museum there and check out a new exhibit on giant dinos from the jurassic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new year resolution is get myself back into shape by working out more and training with Ty more often. I am taking my bike back up and getting a new pair of tennis shoes so I can finaly work out in the gym with Ty and DTF. I also plan to bike and walk more like I use to do when I first arrived (so I am sorry kitten, we'll be walking more to Target). Two years ago I actually got my weight down under 200 lbs and my goal is to repeat that weight class and get it lower. I seriously have to consider taking better care of myself considering my genetics now that I know my mom is diabetic and I could seriously run the gamet of getting it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also finally going to get my licence so I can finally get out more to the fossil localities around town. Its driving me nuts not being able to get to them regularly =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is it for now. More later I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao meow for now! (FMN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Blacwolf, if you ever read this, good luck on all you adeventures with your teaching this semester. I am very happy of your success and you'll be missed by all of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-113675918890697663?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113675918890697663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=113675918890697663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/113675918890697663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/113675918890697663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-and-new-start-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-113380481980423638</id><published>2005-12-05T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T09:46:59.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Stripped wonder see me&lt;br /&gt;calm terror of life call me&lt;br /&gt;thy feline eyes speak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a haiku adaption of William Blake's poem &lt;em&gt;Tiger Tiger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its about a week away from finals and as of today I'll be done with an entire class (Humanities 101). I have a presentation in my geology of Arizona course due on Wendesday and one last quiz for biology Thursday. Next week I have my Bio final on Tuesday and my geo final the next day. Whew! Alot to cover between now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am excited on the coming events of the winter break. My neko-kun is coming down to Tucson with me for the first week of the break and the tenative plans are x-mas shopping and going to see King Kong (YAY!!!!) with Ty and hopeful Cema 004 and his hareme (he needs to go Muslem)=^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news is that two books have been published with my art work presented in them includeing one book which is the first collection of works in one page. I'm very excited. Sadly though that particular book does not give me credit nor is any of my reseached that I have published cited in some key important areas. Oh well. It was edit by some of the assholes at the New Mexico Museum of Natural History and they are very political, so I won't get into it. ITs just cool to be published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a new computer to break in when I return to the thrills of myself and DTF. My current computer still works but has been given me some great deal of stress lately. So I am taking the heart of this machine and going to add it to the other one in my new computer. I'm going to have a very powerful tool and toy for the next four years (cackles) =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao meow for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-113380481980423638?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113380481980423638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=113380481980423638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/113380481980423638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/113380481980423638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/12/stripped-wonder-see-me-calm-terror-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882651.post-113134719986111933</id><published>2005-11-06T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:06:39.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cool. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/WeirdCrazyGirl/1127094657_turesHavoc.JPG" border="0" alt="You are HAVOCKITTY"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are HAVOCKITTY. You are plain and simple, but&lt;br&gt;you're also extremely affecionate. If dogs are&lt;br&gt;a man's best friend, Havockitty is a girls best&lt;br&gt;friend. Their over-protective and a wonderful&lt;br&gt;addition to any family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/WeirdCrazyGirl/quizzes/Which%20FMA%20Kitty%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; Which FMA Kitty Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-113134719986111933?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113134719986111933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=113134719986111933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/113134719986111933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/113134719986111933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/11/cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-112578519276069760</id><published>2005-09-03T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T15:06:32.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I Shall Return"&lt;br /&gt;          General McArthur WWII Pacific Theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have returned"&lt;br /&gt;           Me, this past Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Its good to be back after a long arguous journy of re-invention, re-structure, self reflection, hardships, hard work, and percervirance. Also, after a long spring and summer semesters back in Tucson, its good again to breath in the cool mountain air and the warmth of academia that is NAU. Not that being back home in the warm tropical desert air that is the Sonoran Desert was bad. Actually, if anything it helped me renew myself and get back on target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo. Here I am. Sitting in my dorm room on NAU campus ground, after my first week of classes, feeling..... rather good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This euphoria is probably the satisfaction that I got back here on my own and also because I am with my dear kitten, (DTF-chan {Neko-chan}, who incidently lives below me in the same dorm. YAY!) who has been supportive and nurtureing in my return. I am also with my friends scootersoo, Blacwolf, and TY which I am very happy to see again on a more daily bases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes are challengeing and entertaining this semester. I am taking basic major level biology that is going to be difficult and fun all together. So far, the first quiz I took I got 10-10 (A) which is a fantastic sign of things to come (I hope). Geology of Arizona, the last class for my minor, though kind of thrown together will be a fun way of looking at the other AZ geological features I am not accustom too. Finally I am retaking Humanities 101, a class sadly I got a D the first time I took it but the prof of that class was a real fucker and egotist. The woman who is teaching the 2nd time I am taking this class is however far better and I am getting much more out of it than ever! So wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is coming to town sometime this month for a visit before or after a trip to Vegas for a poker championship. Good luck dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom did not get the job as a Branch manager, instead they folded her into a larger section of the Tucson Newspaper. I am sad she did not get the postion but more relieved that now she does not has to stress so much and stay away so late. I am worried about her health and stress levels with her diabeties. But so far she is doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SVP is coming up in October where I shall hopefully be volunteering there to help cover the cost of attending. Alot of great presentations this year and it is in Phoenix! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it for now. More exciting news later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao meow for now! =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-112578519276069760?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/112578519276069760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=112578519276069760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/112578519276069760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/112578519276069760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-shall-return-general-mcarthur-wwii.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-112227569993757413</id><published>2005-07-24T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T00:14:59.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow I have I been busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its July (obviously) and my prealgebra class is now halfway over. I decided to drop my Statistics for Psyhcology mainly to lessen the work load and to get a better foundation in Math. If this had been a normal semester I probably would of handel it fine. Right now I am carring a "A" average in my math class which I am very pleased with =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise has not gotten any better, hence my busy comment. The newspaper warehouse job(s)has been hectic in that I have to change my hours from the afternoon/evening, to the early afternoon during the worst of the heat making the warehouse swealtering and me sweating profusely throughout my hours there. Sigh, plus with the Monsoon that had arrived last week I've been behind in my trash duties because the rain and high winds make it difficult to get the trash to the dumpster in one piece without it blowing to hell and back. On top of that, the carrier are absolute slobs  and keep throwing away half full cups and cans of coffee and soda in the trash that pours all over me when I dump it. Its not fun but its the paycheck that is constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my other job I just finished drawing a series of arm bones of sabertooths for a up coming study on this giant cat we've been working on. I am not starting to work on a series of drawings on ancient otter bones from Idaho and California then start a series on a weird weasel also from Idaho that today is only found in Central and South America. This job I love the most and pays the best but the pay checks are infrequant and I do not work as often as the warehouse job. I now have to work on my weekends which I did yesterday, cleaning and organizeing my boss' office and in the process got new articals he had duplicates of on giant sloths and tapirs. The rewards are sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DTF-chan,(kitten), has been sending me letters and cards that has been making my month. She is amazing and the warm and fuzzies she gives me curls my toes in joy. I've been missing her greatly and I can't wait to see her again, hopefuly sometime after my class is over in early August. Here's hoping. Already we are making plans for her birthday to go to Las Vegas to visit Clawed and possibly spliting thanksgiving between our families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my mom, she is currently on vacation and is on a Harry Potter kick lately. We've been reading and watching the entire series all month. The last book came out recently and we both finished it. The ending is shocking and the book itself is awesome. We can't wait for the next movie and book to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has said he will help pay for my return to NAU this semester so now I am just waiting to here back from the campus to see if they accepted me back. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it for now. I'll try to post more often in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow for now! =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-112227569993757413?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/112227569993757413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=112227569993757413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/112227569993757413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/112227569993757413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/07/wow-i-have-i-been-busy-well-its-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111776631959991464</id><published>2005-06-02T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T19:38:39.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*flops on to the grounds..... drags myself to my computer.... sits up slowly in the chair... then..... takes off my boots.....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew, thats better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my weeks are getting busy and busy and I can physically feel it. But this is a good thing... &lt;br /&gt;Since I am the perpetual  broke college student and the prices at my dojo have gotten to a point that is almost discriminating, I have been settleing for training everyday at my warehouse job doing zen-mind exercises, physical chores, and movement control exerscises. With all of this my ass can now bounce a penny off of it! (please don't ask how I know this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, since Ty is back from his California trip, we can get together and train more often (more than likely on the weekends) which I have been itching to do. I am feeling to feel more physically and mentally fit with keeping up with my classes and work. Also (warning, sappy moment coming) with DTF by my side and with fantastic friends like Clawed, Ty, Scooter, and Blacwolf; I feel... well... complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been hard keeping up though and I had to make alot of sacrafices. One, my free time is gone. What time I do have is spent on homework and training. I do have this weekend after studying to be used for some personal stuff (like writing my long forgotten thesis or art projects). Also, sadly I have to forgo the long awaited online game with Clawed and everyone else though Clawed has assured me I can play later as a sort of NPC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some good news in the family. Mom's boss is retireing at the end of July and she is up for his spot. This means more power and money for my mother =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;Though a drawback will be she will become my boss..... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Dad is in Vegas having the time of his life playing Texas Hold'em poker and teasing me about he is spending my "inheritance". Good luck dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I am geeking (paleo-geeking) over some new finds this week. Our contact Safford came across some new fossils of a large raccoon and owl! The owl is totally new to the fauna collected out there and may be a extinct horned owl. The raccoon, which has me really excited, is the first skull and teeth bits found of this weird new large species found out there. The only fossil we had till this new find was bits of leg bones. The teeth will help us determine what species this animal might be or if it is something totally new. So monday I get to see what my boss brings back tomorrow. (sweet) I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other JP geek news. I am hooked over Zoo Tycoon 2 right now. I'm working on a "taxonomicaly correct by family" zoo, meaning that all the carnivores species will be in the same area as go the artiodactyls, perisodactyles, primates, marsupials, aves, and reptiles. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnews. The new money I am making I can finally buy the video card needed to play HL2 by sometime at the end of June! hehe (DTF you really should come down then =^.~=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I am now going to go put on some comfortable type clothing and just veg the rest of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN! (FMN!) =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111776631959991464?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111776631959991464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111776631959991464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111776631959991464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111776631959991464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/06/flops-on-to-grounds.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111776433327124642</id><published>2005-06-02T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T19:06:00.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh Heh... Oh Right!.... =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/MAbrownstone/quiz/outlaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Outlaw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sure, I'll do it. My way."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just because you do not conform to the same laws and rules as everyone else does not mean that you are a bad guy. You travel your own path, separate from those around you, with your own reasons for doing what you do. Because of this and your own nature, it goes without saying that you are generally misunderstood. That does not matter much, though, as people love you for being who you are. You are pretty well set in your ways and have no real intention of changing. This can come across as a flicker of arrogance if your not careful. You do what is right for you, and God help anyone who stands in your way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Elblai/quizzes/Which%20Classic%20Story%20Role%20Do%20You%20Play%3F"&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111776433327124642?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111776433327124642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111776433327124642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111776433327124642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111776433327124642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/06/heh-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111749148762169817</id><published>2005-05-30T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:18:07.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Another month is almost done and June is around the corner. Where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been up to my eye brows with work and classes lately and its taking its toll. For the most part I feel fullfilled in getting shit done. Classes over the spring was a straight 3.0 and the Chem class I am taking right now is surpriseingly understandable. I can actually do chemestry! Who knew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what it is is that I have a better understanding of math and have a greater confidence in my education and acedemic abilities.  I have to thank my friends and family for their support for which I could not do without. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I have been so busy I have had little time for any of my own personal projects. I have paintings and other drawings backing up its almost sickening. Not to say I am not doing art. I do that daily at work, but it would be nice to do something abstract or more animated for a change.&lt;br /&gt;Right now  at work the project is a series of drawings on the growth of the horns on male and female pronghorned antelopes of various ages. I am almost done with the males. I just got done drawing more camel toe bones from a very old locality just south of Flagstaff that was discoverd in1901. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More exciting news is that my boss and I are going to work on a possible new species of ringtail found around Safford in the 70's. Its a fragmentary specimen with characters suggesting a ringtail more adapted for crunching and munching rather than the niping and sliceing of the other fossil and modern species of ringtails. Stay tunned for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed is getting together a online gameing campaign that I am trying very hard to get together. Its almost done I swear Clawed =^^= (bows and purrs to the DM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I recently had a awesome visit with DTF (now aka my neko-chan) and her family which left warm and fuzzy feelings all over.  We went hikeing in and around Camp Verde and found some fantastic quiet places to swim ;)&lt;br /&gt;We also had a awesome time seeing a Hicthhikers Guide to the Gallexy in Prescott, looking for fossils, and cooking. Also to mention all the cuddelling time we had =^.^= tee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I am missing my kitten greatly and think about her everyday and night which I can't wait to see her again. Though it may be awhile until she and I are not so busy *pouts* So I'll have to endure cuddleing with Jake the cat or Shinobi the cat when they come to my bed at night to sleep (Jake is right here right now as I am writting purring in my lap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did do one bone head thing last week. Ty and I hung out last Saturday and saw Unleashed (which actually is a very decent kung fu movie with a plot!) and did some wondering around town sort of things and had a great time. I invited Ty over for Grilled Chiken Pita sandwhiches but afterwards I feel I was rude to him about  him getting home. I had nothing against him and I don't know why I was brusk but I am very sorry for being so. Sorry Ty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. I need to go start my new third job! (sarcastic moment here). My new duties working at the newspaper warehouse is to be a sort of janitor, minus the clean the bathrooms(yay). Instead I empty out all the trash and sweap the floors and pick up old ciggerette butts from out side. Its an extra $160 a month and the money is needed. Ce LaVi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN! =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My computer desk no longer smells of cat butt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111749148762169817?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111749148762169817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111749148762169817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111749148762169817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111749148762169817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111524024328485510</id><published>2005-05-04T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T13:57:23.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So its a new month and things are heating up (literally and metaphoricly) in my life and all of it is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting warmer here in Tucson and it is fastly becomeing short weather as a nessicity. But the cool northernly winds in the afternoons are fantastic and are magical. I find myself nature watching much more and one of my favorite things to do now is bat watch at dusk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently spent a fantastic weekend with DTF which involved dressing up to go out to dinner, bowling, snuggleing, candles, sweets,  body oils, and... (I think I'll let you all marinate on what else that happend with your imagenations =^.^=). Hehe, I am still feeling warn and fuzzy after that weekend ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, needless to say things are fantastic between DTF and me.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I miss you kitten)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because that weekend was so fantastic, the week after finals, I am hoping on a bus again to come see her in Camp Verde and spend time with her family and hopefuly Scootersoo too if she can hang out while I am in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats one thing I did not get a chance to do is get to hang out with Ty, Scooter, and Blacwolf while in town. However, considering the timeing with the semester it probably would not of been a good idea to distract them. However, the past weekend we did manage to get together for a short game of Clue (I miss doing that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the semester: mine is wrapping up nicely. My recent exam scores show a imense improvement in my math skill (I did not know I had it in me) and my grades are looking really really good. So my return to NAU is now set in stone. (yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been increaseing and I am becomeing more involved with Museum activities since my boss is haveing problems getting around. I now have visited most of the secret places and saw stuff I did not know they had. My hours are increasing a bit with the new running around but the same old problems about being paid ontime are still a dogging issue. Sigh, all I want is to be paid regularly *tear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own personal projects are slowly being worked on. I've got alittle more on my paper done, going to start working on my saber-tooth painting again, been working on somthing that DTF and I are developing (it involves a preditory flying horse), and I got the beginings of the ladies of the group anime charactures on the final piece of paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I am going to clean my room now. My computer desk for some reason smells like cat butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and I will talk to you all later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN! =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111524024328485510?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111524024328485510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111524024328485510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111524024328485510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111524024328485510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-its-new-month-and-things-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111378602279873876</id><published>2005-04-17T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:00:22.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this any surprise to anyone? =^.^=&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Short Sword&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You preferred a weapon with 29% power over speed and 20% range over melee. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;You use a &lt;b&gt;Short Sword.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stylish and deadly, a short sword, sabre or rapier is your weapon of choice. You are well aware that an edged weapon puts you a cut above the rabble, but you also keep your blade relatively small to give you the quickness you need to stay on top. Your opponents seldom see your attacks coming, and by the time they could have regained their senses, they are all dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/100/498/1004999222958243423/mt1112013340.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="24" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="126" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;16%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;power&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="18" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="132" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;12%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;range&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8835205699760878591"&gt;The What's Your Signature Weapon Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1004999222958243423"&gt;inurashii&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111378602279873876?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111378602279873876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111378602279873876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111378602279873876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111378602279873876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-this-any-surprise-to-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111361661585220323</id><published>2005-04-15T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T18:56:55.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so some really cool stuff is happening right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters I am getting some good money this month from the long hours of drawing and hauling heavy loads of papers around a ware house (and from all that heavy lifting my ass never looked so  good =^.^=, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now I just need to work on the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;). From this I am going up to NAU next weekend to be with my kitten and friends (yay). I am missing DTF a bunch and can't wait to.. well.... hehe..... =^.^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news. My art work with my job at the museum will be published later this year in a science journal produced by a big museum in New Mexico (namely the New Mexico Museum of Natural History and Science) and later another book on Paleontology of Arizona. Not only that, my reasearch is going to be a part of both these publications. OH YEAH~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ON TOP OF ALL THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss and I have come across a possible new species of Saber-Tooth cat! So far we have a handful of bones but from these bits alone we know we have something unique. Preliminary work is showing this animal is massive! About the size of a large Siberian Tiger (the largest liveing cat{!}) and is related to &lt;a href="http://www.boneclones.com/images/scb-012_web-lg.jpg"&gt;Xenosmilus&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://prehistoricsillustrated.com/images_vsim/homotherium_latidens.jpg"&gt;Homotherium&lt;/a&gt;, two of my favorite all time extinct cats! I'm so excited! =^.^= &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;("you think thats exciting, you should feel my nipples!"- from the movie BASEketeball)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am doing pretty good in classes though I am studing my ass off this weekend for some tests in Math and Geology. I also have a field trip in Geology (cool beans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is coming out here in the summer, Juneish. I am hopeing we can do some fishing and he can teach me the finer points of poker...... he is also going to Vegas as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DTF has been sending me some awesome letters and cards that brighten my day emensily =^.^= I am working on her surprise at the moment this weekend. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed got a job at a new casino thats about to open and I am very happy with her success and I hope to visit her with DTF soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle was in town the other day and had a great time with him and my aunt. Also learned the joys of a new restraunt Claim Jumpers, a place that has so much to choose from and so much food its beyond description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting over my cold (yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN! =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111361661585220323?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111361661585220323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111361661585220323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111361661585220323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111361661585220323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok-so-some-really-cool-stuff-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111307823561960435</id><published>2005-04-09T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T13:23:55.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. The weekend is apon me and I am sitting here relaxing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I have things to do, so I think after I get done with this blogg I will get them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well midterms have come and gone and I am doing good but I need to do better. Because of that my advisor/boss strongly suggested I did not submit my abstract for this year's confrence in October. However, my boss is citing my work for a publication that he is writing with another scientist on Arizona fossil vertebrates  and if I contribute enough I may be made a junior author.&lt;br /&gt;on top of all that I am doing the drawings for the artical. I have done hundreds already, but this will be the first of the series I have done to be published (sweet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have signed up for summer classes and if I do well I will be returning to NAU this fall. I am ready to go back. Its not that I don't like Tucson, my reasons for going back to NAU is more for my career and being with my friends and my girlfriend again all who I miss dearly. My only hope is that they might come visit me over the summer or possibly I can convince them to come down for the Pima County Fair which is next week for two weeks. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of visits, I may go visit them sometime this month too. I miss DTF alot and can't wait to snuggle with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Clawed wants to start a online gameing session. I am very keen on the idea and the last conversation I came up with a character about a ninja who turns himself into a civet to harass Clawed's character who turns into a garden snake. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my cat is meowing at me to give him attention so I will depart for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and until next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111307823561960435?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111307823561960435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111307823561960435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111307823561960435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111307823561960435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-111232591124196786</id><published>2005-03-31T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T19:25:11.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Happiness is a waxend two headed baby"&lt;br /&gt;-Mandy (From the Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy: Cartoon Network)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. The qoute above came randomly while online and watching cartoon network, and some how I found it rather amuseing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happend since I last posted that I can only relate the highlights and forgo the mundane randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters and probably not to the surprise of everyone, I am now dating DTF to my much enjoyment. Clawed and I are still best of friends but the distance was playing a factor and DTF and I have been pretty close for a long time (plus Clawed gave me her blessing to pursue the relationship).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. I've been busy writing papers for publication includeing an abstract for a conrfrence in Phoenix on Hyenas from Arizona. Also been working a couple of grant proposals for doing a trip to New York for a work/vacation trip for two to continue my work on fossil cats and also to actually take in some sites this time. I wonder if DTF would like to be my photography assistant? =~.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is coming to visit this spring with my Uncle in April and my dad sometime this summer.&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get my dad to come to the confrence (DTF too if she is interested {at least for the weekend}).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes will be wrapping up in about a month. Taking more in the Summer in preperaition for the Fall return to NAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been painting, drawing, on something that make a few certin girls I know go "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" (wink wink nudge nudge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so thats my update for now. I got to go continue creating =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-111232591124196786?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/111232591124196786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=111232591124196786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111232591124196786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/111232591124196786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/03/happiness-is-waxend-two-headed-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-110944647454625013</id><published>2005-02-26T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T11:34:34.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Flash of Lightening, Thunder, A bolt of Lightening!****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ITs ALIVE, ITS ALIVE!!!!!!!! BREW HA HA HA@!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so DS now has highspeed internet! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say its actually a bit faster than the systems at NAU but not by much. With this I can now download my online science journals faster, catch up on the latest movies that are coming out (FF JULY 4TH!) (SW EP 3 IN MAY!) (BATMAN THIS SUMMER!) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(life is good)...., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And can finally play lan games with my friends (SO Clawed, DTF-chan, CEMA004 I challenge you to HL playoffs and deathmatches with Wolfienstien).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend everyone except myself are all at the rein fair (sigh). I hope they are all having fun and I can get to see pictures when I come visit next week possibly (pending on if my boss pays me ontime). In the mean time I am hanging with my ex-girlfriend from my first semester at NAU today, she is looking for a dress for a wedding and I am tagging along for the male-friend  opinion. Like Clawed, she is also moving this coming month but  to Denver for Vet tech school. (sigh, I miss Clawed..) Soon all I'll have left to hang with until I return to my 3rd home this fall is Cema004 (dude, call me, we'll go fishing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this weekend I am seriously cleaning my room and setting it up to be friend-freindly so movies and the what not can be shown here.  Shinobi (my cat) loves the new cat-bed I set up for all of them and right now he is cat-napping as I write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;*finally got Blacwolf's mother's headstone design done. I'm putting it in the mail Monday..&lt;br /&gt;*Work is good but my boss keeps screwing up my paycheck (2nd time this month)..&lt;br /&gt;*training got postponed because of a cold...&lt;br /&gt;*my other job is getting me into shape also (heavy lifting will do that)....&lt;br /&gt;*mom is good..&lt;br /&gt;*Dad is getting a promotion with bigger pay check (lucky stiff)...&lt;br /&gt;*classes right now are all A's.....&lt;br /&gt;*Still trying to figure out what to do about spring break, may go to Phoenix to go to the zoo (Clawed and DTF {and everyone else} are invited if they can make it)...&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I am bringing back Dr. Hodnett's Animal kingdom next week! Creature feature is the &lt;strong&gt;hungarian axe swinging hamster!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow For Now! =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-110944647454625013?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/110944647454625013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=110944647454625013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110944647454625013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110944647454625013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/02/flash-of-lightening-thunder-bolt-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-110721851335238896</id><published>2005-01-31T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T16:41:53.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is the begining of a new week and the end of the month. How interesting is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My meloncoly is gone now, along with the greyish weather. The 2nd spring has fallen on Tucson and its revitalizing me mentaly and phyiscally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is sadness is within my family right now. My grandfather, my dad's dad, is gravely ill with heart failure and was given 36 hours at the most last night when my dad called which those hours are ticking away rapidly. The last report I got was that he is in decline, sleeping most of the time, and not coeheriant when awake except to drink water; which he is doing frequantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on stand by right now. I'm packing my bags tonight so I can be ready when dad will be flys me out sometime this week when the news becomes grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about my dad and my grandmother. Grandma and Grandpa have been together for a long long time, they were almost dependant on each other and the lost of one or the other would be devistating. Dad of course is being the rock for the family, but I think I may have to be his rock when he needs help with the load of grife. My dad has alot of respect and love for my grandfather and he has been worried ever since grandpa starting getting weaker with age.&lt;br /&gt;I regret not knowing my grandfather better, being here in Arizona has kept me somewhat alienated with the rest of the family. Mom and I are the only memebers of my dad's family this far west which most of the family resideing in Georgia with my dad being the sort of "black sheep" living in Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is alot of stress on that side of my family I will not go into. My only comment is that my dad has been at the center of it which many think he is the solution to all their problems which is causeing stress on him and in turn, passing it on to me for my concern for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a religious person by nature, with myself being more spritual that into rigorous devout seminary, but I am glad that I have friends who are.  I don't ask much from my friends but right now if they were to pray for my family in this time of woe, I would be indebted to them for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those who are reading this: please pray for my grandmother, my father, and the rest of my family to help get through this time of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all and at times like this I feel truely blessed that I have such good friends and loved ones like I do now. All of you have turned my life for the better. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-110721851335238896?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/110721851335238896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=110721851335238896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110721851335238896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110721851335238896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/01/it-is-begining-of-new-week-and-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-110670092282589975</id><published>2005-01-25T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T16:55:22.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well class was cancled today so I spent the day mowing the lawn, goofing off, more goofing off, and goofing off. Later tonight however I am finishing homework and working on artsy type stuff for a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling depressed recently, mainly possibly the weather/season but also I'm feeling really alone right now. All of my friends are up north where I am and I am getting the feeling that they are kinda glad I am not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Depression is setting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually in reality that is not the case at all but my emotions and imaginenation are getting the better of me. I really hope I do get to see them in Febuary. Right now it looks do able and my finaces aren't all that bad currently. I think the most right now is when and where I'll be going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been wondering about myself again. A couple of conversations and past meetings has made me wonder about the future of alot of things. I think whats got me depressed as well is accepting the outcome thats coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more thoughts on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that I got a small commission on doing some illustration work for a exhibit here in town on modern and fossil crocodiles and kin. The center piece is a giant croc skull from Morrocco that is hypothosized that it ate dinosaurus for dinner. I was asked to do some "fill-in" art on crocs from Arizona and a few other ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I will lay in bed and watch cartoons for a bit until the (as Clawed, DTF, and Icchan putit) "Mom-lady" comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-110670092282589975?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/110670092282589975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=110670092282589975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110670092282589975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110670092282589975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-class-was-cancled-today-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-110628028219429889</id><published>2005-01-20T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T20:04:42.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, before I begin I have four words to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ahem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GIRLFRIEND IS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Clawed's talent with pixels and a steady mouse hand has left me with a sense of awe and wonder. It is things like this she does for me that makes me feel like one of luckiest men in the world =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Clawed my darling, thank you so very much! =^.^=  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I know someone who is getting Kenshin #10 for valentines)=^.^= &lt;---- tiny cat smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile since I last posted and as my friends know well by now I am not at NAU this semester. Because of multiple reasons, I dug myself a hole and now must make a ladder or rope to pull myself out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I am taking this laps of my University education in stride and still continueing forth with my studies by taking classes here in my home town of Tucson. They have already started and I can tell that this semester as well as later this year will be better all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hardest part is though is being away from my friends, who are my 2nd family, and I miss very dearly. Though we had some ups and downs last semester, I'm sure everything this year will be better and full of fun. So Gang, I'll see you when I visit which may be once a month pending on expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of money (which equals to job) I currently have two parttime jobs working as illustraitor once again and as a dock assitant, once again as well. The money is ok, but since it is part time, its not the best in the world. It will be enough to cover expenses of living at home again, transportation to work, and saving aside money for trips to see Clawed and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;It does however leave little for computer upgrades which is badly needed on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Reason for these upgrades is that, yes, I bought HL2, which to Clawed and DTF is blasphermy to them since I did not finish HL1. I could save alot of money and just upgrade my mom's computer's video card and take her old one and put in mine (her comp is far newer than mine), which surpriseingly she is fine with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of living at home I am paying rent which takes up half my income but is needed by my mother to cover another mouth to feed. However, as part of the deal I will be getting high speed internet on my computer so I am looking forward to that =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also unpacked now and just need to organize and get rid of stuff I am not using anymore. I put a tack-up board by my bed with all the pictures of Blacwolf, Scootersoo, Ty, Litamiko, DTF, and of course Clawed. Both Clawed and DTF have their own pictures on my wall and its kind of a warm fuzzy feeling that the last thing and first thing I see in bed is their faces =^.^= (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is extremely busy for me. I am presenting some of my older research this saturday in Mesa on Dinosaurs from southern Arizona. Afterwards on Sunday is studying, homework, and getting Blacwolf's mom's headstone design ready to be mailed on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blacwolf, I'm sorry its been taking so long, it got really hectict the last part of the year for me but I am not getting it out to you and your family. Please forgive me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends, please keep in touch, I really want to hear from you. Clawed, thanks again darlin *kitty licks all over*, I REALLY like the new layout! =^.~=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. FMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-110628028219429889?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/110628028219429889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=110628028219429889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110628028219429889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110628028219429889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/01/ok-before-i-begin-i-have-four-words-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-110620299834355586</id><published>2005-01-19T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T22:40:08.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clawed: *appears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting the new layout and a minor change *points at the comments box*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a scheduled update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanishes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-110620299834355586?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/110620299834355586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=110620299834355586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110620299834355586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110620299834355586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2005/01/clawed-appears-posting-new-layout-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-110317248793872248</id><published>2004-12-15T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T20:48:07.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it comes to the end.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least for another semester. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile since I last posted (my appologies for that) but been rather busy writing papers, studying, working, romanceing, ect, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the eve before I depart for the winter break. Something I have been highly looking forward too. This semester has been eventful, with both its ups and downs but better considering last semester.  Time to pack and study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the 40 page monster of a final paper for Paleo. It was a combination of the 15 pages I have written on my paper I am publishing on my research and another 25 pages of new information on other stuff I am working on. Dr. Elliot was rather shocked because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed came to visit me two weekends in a row. The first weekend was magical in my mind. We went to Holiday Dinner, something that devine sources decided we must go to and ticket miraculusly appeared for DTF to secure for us. Now I owe DTF 100 bucks worth of martial arts gear. That night could not have been more perfect. Clawed looked absolute beautiful in her black evening dress, which she informed me she loves to dress up for such occassions. Now I want to take her out to more formal affairs. Also the weather was the right sort of snowy magic that set the mood just right. I love life =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend was also awesome! We  all got together for dinner at Hiros and exchanged pre x-mas gifts which Ty and DTF gave me some pretty awesome gifts. Ty got me a excellent "naughty" x-mas card with a classic image of Betty Page and a tin of mints (apperently he was trying to tell me something). DTF was highly thoughtful and wonderful with her gifts of a "toob" of forest animals with two of my favorite cats to study, mountain lions and lynes, a lion oreniment, and a whole set of general paint brushes, includeding a number of types I have been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed also had a gift for me, something of which she loved to tease me with about allowing me to open or not open. I finally convinced her to let me open and to my surprise it was a pair of Kama. Kama are sickle/scyth weapons from Japan which the pair she got me was fully functional and razor sharp. I love a woman with good taste =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend with Clawed was spent hanging out together with DTF and our date to a movie. Sigh, on an embarassing note: when we went to the movies I mis-placed my card behind my school ID which Clawed found amusing and paid for the tickets before I discoverd my card. So I bought the snacks.  Later that night I confessed my feelings for her and said those "three little words". She blushed, and her responce was most delightful =~.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that the winter break is apon me I can finally finish my research project and start the other part of my research on the ancient cats from southern Arizona. On top of that I am being hired again over the break to work for Rich to draw more fossils for his research.  This will bring some good money for x-mas gifts for my family, friends, and love one as well money for books for next semester.  I am quite excited about next semester with taking a graduate course, mammalogy, finishing up my basic bio courses, and taking Christianity. Blacwolf does not think I'll do well in that course because of my religious belifes but I am taking this course with a open mind and with a 3rd person view attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a slight possiblity of going back east for a family reunion in Georgia and to see my dad, but I am not sure when that will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that my focus this break is research, work, and martial art training. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow For Now! =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-110317248793872248?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/110317248793872248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=110317248793872248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110317248793872248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110317248793872248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-it-comes-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-110096769538337668</id><published>2004-11-20T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T08:21:35.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it is going to be interesting week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going home early for the holidays and working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you all posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-110096769538337668?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/110096769538337668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=110096769538337668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110096769538337668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/110096769538337668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-it-is-going-to-be-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109995953197607059</id><published>2004-11-08T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T16:18:51.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Sweetly the Yellow Ocean caress the sun&lt;br /&gt;White capped islands rises from grassy waves&lt;br /&gt;Cool is the air that breaks through the sun rays&lt;br /&gt;Warming traveler's hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History of life incased in sandy tombs&lt;br /&gt;waiting to be awaken from history's womb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' Ancient City, stories are incased in thee&lt;br /&gt;release thy memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this I say, time has no say here&lt;br /&gt;and my experiances are always there&lt;br /&gt;For this journy of mine will not be lost by a single tear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to be home again. But the adventure I had was most profound on my life.&lt;br /&gt;I just recently returned from Denver for my first trip to the Society of Vertebrate Paleontology meeting. This was a gift from my father, who out of his generosity put me up in the Adams Mark Hotel, one of the most prestigious in Denver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my first night was most nerve racking. Thanks to my step-mother, who is in South Africa right now, she ran up the credit card that my father used to register me to my room. Because of this the card was denied and I had to wait for four hours so I can be placed into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that little nightmare everything went excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a meeting with a few scientist interested in my research and talked about projects in the future. I also meet with a few scientist I have always admired but relized that I was not as exhuberant as I was a few years ago. Back then I was a paleo groupy and would of followed them around all day. Now I have come to realize I have become more professional in my approaches and find myself changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This change was noted by all the graduate students and researchers I have hung out with which took me by surprise. I was touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this trip was not all research. I wonderd the streets of downtown Denver and found some amazing shops and resturaunts includeing a book store that has been around since the 1870's and was just a awesome place to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only draw backs from being away was one I had to finish someonline courses while at Denver. but the biggest was not being able to talk to Clawed, who I missed dearly while I was away. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get somthing I hope she would like, I won't know until DTF gives it to her this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am happy to be home now. Now is time to digest what I learn, catch up with my friends and let things get back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109995953197607059?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109995953197607059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109995953197607059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109995953197607059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109995953197607059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/11/sweetly-yellow-ocean-caress-sun-white.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109940246741951216</id><published>2004-11-02T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T05:35:49.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 6:25 am, I'm about to head off on a long journy that may just change my life. I'm going to Denver to a confrence to meet some people to discuss research, graduate school, and projects but in the back of my mind I will be thinking of my friends and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the coming long lonely nights, I will think of Clawed, who looked absolute beautiful in her medevil dress and kimono this weekend *prrrs as I reccolect* I'll miss talking to you this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all goes well for you darlin and good luck on your job search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Places box by my door before I leave* Here you go..... This is Industrial Strength Job Bait.&lt;br /&gt;use only a little, for a bit can go a long way! =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO so long for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you all Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kitty lick attack Clawed before leaving* mmmmmm, wow! (how do you do that?) =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109940246741951216?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109940246741951216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109940246741951216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109940246741951216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109940246741951216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-625-am-im-about-to-head-off-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109870881408269698</id><published>2004-10-25T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T13:38:17.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Creeping along the shadows of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of my self lay forever droul&lt;br /&gt;My morals lay apon the slab&lt;br /&gt;For slaughter like the sacrafical lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, so very tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions lay before me&lt;br /&gt;Cool grey of self lore&lt;br /&gt;I feel heavy of bloody gore&lt;br /&gt;Spreading on spritual shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, so very tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predator, seek not me&lt;br /&gt;Prey, time to feast on thee&lt;br /&gt;Carnivore, am I not free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Herbivore, what can thy see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am tired, so very tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I cannot give up on me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Desert Sabertooth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poew wrote when I could not sleep =^.^=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109870881408269698?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109870881408269698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109870881408269698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109870881408269698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109870881408269698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/10/creeping-along-shadows-of-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109780031162767564</id><published>2004-10-14T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:31:51.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOOD NEWS! IT WORKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my files are fine and I got to reload my programs thanks much to TY. YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IS WELL IN THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS A DIVINE SMALL MAMMAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109780031162767564?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109780031162767564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109780031162767564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109780031162767564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109780031162767564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/10/good-news-it-works-all-my-files-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109778997471293532</id><published>2004-10-14T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:30:08.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am sitting in a pit of dispaire. This moring as I was turning on my computer to get the notes for my Ecology course I find my computer would not start up. Instead there was a black screen with a message stateing that I was missing or had a corrupted start up program for my windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unable to save any of my data or files so I lost everything in the repair system. All my reasearch and PdF files were gone. All my games and writing programs erased. So right now all I have is a simple system. Sigh. Murphy's Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the good in things my AIM now works and I have a clean slate to start all over with. I did have my photos and a hard copy of my working paper so all is well there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life sucks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109778997471293532?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109778997471293532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109778997471293532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109778997471293532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109778997471293532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-here-i-am-sitting-in-pit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109747148308660935</id><published>2004-10-11T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T02:49:26.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Yellow shower cascadeing from arber high&lt;br /&gt;Amber hues, red coins dropping from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Wind caress thy falling spell of change&lt;br /&gt;Only Nature's williness to tell&lt;br /&gt;Of haunting beauty so strange"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Desert Sabertooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend has been interesting indeed. With a combination of the Prositution party and the short but lovely visit of Clawed, this weekend has been fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prositution party was this semester's night of depravity, sex, alchohal, and just plain adult fun. Interestingly enough though I still have my costume on. I had the bad choice of useing a Sharpie marker to draw in my body stripes (I was DTF's Sex Slave Panther) which remnants are still on my body (I look like a baby new born Clouded Leopard). Blacwolf found it highliy amuseing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DTF had much fun tormenting me with her feline ways and was highy sexy in her sex kitten outfit. It took some time actually finding the place, strangely enough we had the right place but went to the wrong house at first. We wound up driving around for another 15 minutes until we realized that we had the right street but wrong house. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside, the rumours I heard were true. A series of gay men had condom belts with little boy undies were serving drinks while women wore garter belts and corsets were smoking outside. Blacwolf was wearing a slutty tennis player outfit but decided to sit in the corner and observed the scene though she was hit on by a couple of fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of my night was spent by DTF's side mainly to help keep her out of trouble but also she is a fun character and is rapidly becomeing a close and dear friend and companion. Plus she was wearing a kitten costume that left little (or with my mind, much) to the imaginenation, and with my feline fetish, well, it was hard not to be next to her =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a good thing I was beside her side that night. There was a creepy hispanic guy with a red hat (doubed forever as the "kreepy guy") who was grouping women left and right to much disgust by myself and a few boyfriends at the party. A fight almost broke out and I shielded DTF and Blacwolf from it which they were not aware of it happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party we headed to Dennys for food and recovery. I did not drink much but what I did have had some effect. DTF was another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the next day everyone includeing myself was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, woke up a bit to early to finish a online quiz for a class and to clean up my place for company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was planned to see my dear Clawed again as well as KBM who were visiting for the day to see DTF perform at the fall choir festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed looked beautiful as ever and I was very happy to see her.&lt;br /&gt;DTF and Scootersoo did extremely well with their performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly though I did not get to cook for everyone as I hoped. I was missing a key ingrediant and time constraints kept me from cooking. Oh well, till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed and Icchan are schedualed to come up next weekend to my great joy at least (I'm sure everyone else is happy for that too) but only draw back is that I have a manditory field trip to collect fossils that saturday. Not a bad thing but slightly inconvieant =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that it is monday, not much today in the way of news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes tomorrow. Stuff to do later in the week. stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with out further to do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two special features on this blog tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One. the long awaited Dr. Hodnett's Animal Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;Two. Profile of my alter ego- Jaguar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DR. HODNETT's WILD ANIMAL KINGDOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonights creature feature: &lt;strong&gt;the Potato Hamster&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Geocrictius pommedelaterrensis&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more strange than this small mammal found through out the hilly country of France. Considerd a delicacy by locals, this deep rich brown hamster with its oblong body, short stubby legs, with small brown spots is captured for its food value. Largely fossorial (living underground), this animal is dug up, skinned, then deep fried and served with a tomato sauce-like condiment. This animal is also can be shredded and fried, boiled then mashed, or baked then toped with sour cream, chives, bacon, and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this animal being prized as a food dish and collected in large numbers, its surprising that this animal is not on the endangerd species list. However, these rodents have a high breeding rate, mating up to 18 times a day in mass couplilings and females bare young every 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average life expectancey of a adult potato hamster is about 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's creature feature: the Smoothy Sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jaguar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Name: Jason Star Callistanos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source of code name: Based off the Aztec god who procided over life and death and in honor of his mothers Latin American roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affiliation: X-Force, Divine Interdimensional Warriors, X-Men, New X-Force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: Current leader of New X-Force, Grand Bantha Warrior, Commander of Graymalken, Mercinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'11"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes: Blue with feline traits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family: Shatterstar (father, deceased), Ferral{Maria Callistanos} (mother, deceased), SureShot {Vanessa Star} (Sister).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers: Father, Cable, Pi Kara no Mito (Origional Divine Bantha Warrior)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teammates: Sureshot, Belrock, Cheetahbear, Slinger (deceased, later turned into arch-enemy), and various other personale picked up from other dimensions (most Comic/Manga and anime universes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age: Unknown, Immortal by healing factor default (much like Wolverine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: Enhanced senses (eye sight, hearing, smell, touch, enviromental awareness), Control over Nuclear Physics (through this he can teleport, fly, transport object by mind, form shields, form cutting energy "blades", charge objects with energy (much like gambit's abilities), and of course abosorbe all forms of radiation and project huge amounts of it in return (the equvialant of having the power of about 100 Hydrogen Bombs or more at his finger tips) ), healing factor, claws, cat-like reflexes, and near superhuman strength (not as strong as superman though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martial Arts: Galactic Gladitorial, most earth base martial arts, Shi Arii, DIW style, ect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weapon's of choice: Kirikiten (double-bladded katana/cutlass-like sword with spikes on the hand guard {father's sword}), shatterstars, BFG (Big &lt;a href="mailto:F@#$%#ING"&gt;F!#$%#ING&lt;/a&gt; Gun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equipment: VA system (Visual Alternative), "Cybor-Armor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Base: Graymalken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archenemy(s): Trican, Slash, Vergot, Nortor, Slinger (in Trican-tech form)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History: Figured to have been born in the late 20th century, Jason Star Calistannos was given birth by his mother in the maximum secerity prison off the coast of the eastern United States. His mother Maria, code name Feral, who formally of X-Force was serving three consecuative life sentances for the murders of her mother, her mothers boyfriend, and her younger brother. Jaguar's conception was a one night trist with Shatterstar, also a member of X-Force and formerly a galactic gladiator from Mojo World, just prior to Feral's arrest a week later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason inherited from his mother much of his feline charicteristics and was assumed a mutant at birth by the charicteristics of his cat-like eyes, slightly pointed ears, and strange elongated nails that could contract and retrack. From his father he inherited energy manipulation and a natural acrobatic movements (somthing only his sister can surpass him) and quick learning ability.  When Nathan  (Dayspring) Summers, code name Cable, caught wind of his birth, he had the child smuggled out of the prison hospital to a secure location without the knowleadge of both Feral and Shatterstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After X-Force disbanded, Shatterstar left to his home dimension with no knowleadge he had a son. Cable, without X-Force to lead, focused his time in the raising and teaching of Jason until  was 7 years old. By that time Shatterstar returned, this time with Jason's 3 year old half-sister (considerd a mute point by Jason that she is only his half sister) Vanessa. Cable informed Shatterstar of his only son who then took control of his raising and teachings with Cable until he was 10 years old. Before his 11th birthday, Jason's mother found out that her son was alive (she was told he died in the night just days after birth by SIDS) and escaped. She caught up with Cable and Shatterstar and demanded to see her son. Jason's first and only reunion with his mother was short lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after being runited with his entire family, a mutant only known as Trican made his presence known. Obcessed with genetic research of mutants combined with cyboretic tecnolology, raided the compound of the Xavior Insitute of the Gifted. Trican's ability to control reality made him nearly indifeatable and all of the Students and the Team X-Men were eliminated as un-worthy subjects for his twisted tests. Before his eyes his mother, father, and teacher as well as all the extended family he knew was killed systimaticly, leaving only him and his sister at the powers of this mad man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Vanessa were taken to Trican's labs and he was tested on. Trican incerted fine nano-wires thoughout Jason's young body. These wires, damaged, would repair themselves and send data back to Trican's computers to understand the bio-energy emited by mutants. Jason was tortured and tested on for 5 days. On the day Vanessa was brought in for testing, Jason went into a blind rage and released himself by breaking through his own bounds of wires and cords by the superhuman strenght and his claws.  When confronted by Trican when trying to release Vanessa, Jason unleashed his then unknown ability to release radioactive energy on a tremendous scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trican, caught off guard by Jason's attack, could only counter part of the attack with his own abilities and was cut down the center of his body.  Trican defeated, Jason and his sister escaped to the ruins of the Xavior Insitute. From there, per instruction left by Cable, Graymalken, the orbiting spacestation created by Cable in the future, teleported to young orphans to the ship and time slipped to the distanct future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cable's instructions were to seperate Vanessa and Jason. Vanessa was sent to the dimension of Shatterstar's birth to be with her mother and to continue her training. Jason was sent to Cable's time dimension (this is all based on the idea there are multiple dimensions at multiple times to conform multiple relalities {the whole D.C., Marvel., and Manga Universes}) to be further trained by Cable (who oddly enough knew of Jason's arrival from the "past Cable").&lt;br /&gt;After 75 years of training (based on a linier time table), Jason was reunited with Vanessa, who only aged to her mid-teens and Jason, though now 86, still looked and felt the age of someone in his late teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 75 year span, Jason was trained in various form of alien and earth base tecnology, studied various forms of martial arts and combat skills, includeing his father's own Gladitorial philosophy of training. He honed his control of radiation and his other cat-like ablilities but he thought he was forever cursed with the tecnology inbedded his body by Trican. To turn this negative to his advantage, Jason the Visual Alternative system. This tecnology not only allowed him to help control his ablilities but gave him direct links to other tecnologies and help give a alternate way of viewing (i.e, enhanced his own night vision, sensor scans, and digital read-outs of his surroundings). Before returning to his sister, Cable gave him rights to Graymalken and Jason took on the name Jaguar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaguar and his sister,who took on the code name Sureshot for her extreme accuracy and had developed the mutant ability of extreme acrobatics (can leap the equivalant of two stories) and energy projection (radiation form), returned to the past. They found on arrival that Trican had somehow reformed himself with cyboretic tecnology and was mass producing soliders with the use of the same tecnology applied to the corps of mutants and human alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Trican Tecnology allows the reanimation of dead tissure but mantain control over the host. It also mimics other mutant abilities with 100 percent perscision over the origional person who attacked the system. This leaves the only way to destroy the Tricans by ethier machine weponry or surprise powerful mutant attacks with sporatic changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaguar has since then chased down Trican to various dimensions, picking up new students, new weaponry and tecnology. With this Graymalken expanded over time to incorperate the new items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109747148308660935?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109747148308660935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109747148308660935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109747148308660935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109747148308660935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/10/yellow-shower-cascadeing-from-arber.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109635592941308841</id><published>2004-09-27T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T00:18:49.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Who ever said knowleadge to life of the past was never a heavy burden, never stuck 6 volumes of the Journal of Vertebrate Paleontology in their back pack while carrying the treatist of Fossil Turtles by Oliver P. Hay from the UofA library, cross town 10 miles, to my house"&lt;br /&gt;(if you can't guess, alot books on fossils are really heavy =^.^=)&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, life is fantastic! This past weekend has been wonderful with the visit from my beloved Clawed who not only graced her presence with her new blue dress *prrssss at the though of her in it* ......... (five minutes later* Hmmm, what!? Oh yeah. Sorry. I was distracted...... =~.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was I?  Ah yes! But she also brought her kitty ears!  (prrrs some more for another 15 minutes)........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmm. Clawed. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of our weekend together was spent catching up with a walk around the mall, looking at manga together,  Eating chinese, watching X the series, and cuddleing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was our night out together which we visited Hiros and later went to see Resident Evil 2. We both agreed it was a good movie, in the typical zombie blasting game spin off movie fashion. She was absolutely beautiful in the blue chinese dress Icchan made for her (Icchan, if you are reading this, I thank you) =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What must be the main highlight of her visit (besides  her being here) has been just listening to her talk about herself, her dreams, her goals, and ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the most out just listening people talk about their life, any aspect about it, from the serious to the mundain. Its the best way to get to know someone, a lesson I learned from martial arts and Zen Budahism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this weekend, just listening to Clawed, I find myself falling deeper for her. She is beautiful in every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that if Clawed and DTF are together and are teasing me, I become powerless =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training for all of us has been slightly lagging but its been mainly due to health of my students and just timeing. Hopefuly this weekend  we can train a bit harder because the first of the seminars is coming up next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks much to my father, I am heading off to Denver the first week of November for the Society of Vertebrate Paleontologist confrence. It will be my first trip to the SVP meetings, and hopefully not my last (next year's meeting is being held in Phoenix).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research is progressing and my thesis is becoming finely sharpend.  I found the joys of the document reguest system at the NAU Library and I have been reciveing papers via PDF for almost everyday now. I love PDFs! Especially on fossil cats =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, life is great at the moment. I only hope Clawed's next visit isn't to far off and that everything with my classes continue going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I have been keeping up with my classes and been doing pretty well so far. I have my first test in Paleo tomorrow and I'm pretty sure I"ll do well with a light review before taking the class for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedsnday is going to be spent working on illustraitions for my client in Tucson. It will be a long day but the paycheck will be well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now. Stay cool you crazy cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow For Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109635592941308841?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109635592941308841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109635592941308841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109635592941308841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109635592941308841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/09/who-ever-said-knowleadge-to-life-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109523913349729826</id><published>2004-09-15T01:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T02:10:03.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desert Sabertooth's Bohemian Starbucks Jam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no drugs were used in the writing of this, but was inspired by a trip to starbucks, a Venti Mocha Frapachino, a table top, and DTF trying not to choke on her coffee while laughing and listening to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Be Bop, Bop Boo, Bang Woo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Small gummy bears..... falling... in smoooooooth rainbow glory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Be Bop, Bop Boo, Bang Waa&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Corn Field Hamsters, Sway..... Playing..... while'st the do da day goes by on the setting sun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Bop Bop, Wu gop, Ping Pang&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight..... the belly button kitten looks for new......... string.... yeah......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Bada Bada Bada Bada Bada Bada, Bop BANG&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"String for that crazy cat to lay on the mid day sun sets away......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmmm..... Yeah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I think I was born in the wrong era. Anyone thing I would make a good beat nick? =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was pretty good. Classes was pretty mild, Ecology lecture was not exactly stimulating but I learned quite a bit. Paleontology was more entertaining in that we are starting go into new things I need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent running errans and hanging out. My new run around partner is DTF, who is always good company and loves to laugh like I do. We went running around trying to find stuff to make chicken stir fry, found a asian market that was a disapointment. The shelves were almost bare and they did not carry what I wanted (sauces). Our best luck of the day was going to Albertsons, which was DTF's first time there, and a quick stop by Starbucks (which inspired the little bop above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all that however, I was with Ty at the local campus medical center. His back and neck have been bothering which scooter thought might be a slipped disk in his vertebrae caused by martial art training. However, after seening the doctor, it turns out only to be muscle cramping.&lt;br /&gt;Ty is doing well with training and everyone is progressing nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has me really excited however is Clawed's visit this weekend. It will be our first date by ourselves since the semester started and I am looking forward in seeing her in her new blue chinese dress that I keep hearing about. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is not talking to her more often. I find myself a little more busy this semester and when she is online I am usually gone and over at the gang's places. So needless to say I am looking forward to the time her and I will spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now. Stay tuned for Dr. Hodnett's Wild Animal Kingdom later today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow For Now =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109523913349729826?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109523913349729826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109523913349729826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109523913349729826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109523913349729826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/09/desert-sabertooths-bohemian-starbucks_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109467527978557755</id><published>2004-09-08T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T13:34:55.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Shadows sweetly caress&lt;br /&gt;Light calmly progress&lt;br /&gt;Life burns with a new passion this season&lt;br /&gt;Such is the breath of reason"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week has gone well. I feel at new ease with this semester and there is no stress with classes. For the first time in a long time I feel truely happy and fullfilled with my life, the direction my life is headed, and happy with the people I am with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a meeting with my advisor to go over my progression with my acedemics. Turns out I am further along than I thought and, with taking summer classes next year, I'll be done with in a year and a half. I have been given a unique 2nd chance with my classes and a new direction with my career. For the longest time I was told and felt that Geology was my best bet getting into paleo. After discussion with my advisors, they feel that Zoology is the best bet, a subject that works for me. On top of that my advisor also told me that he was going to give me and another one of his undergraduate students special mention to the deans office on the work we have been doing on paleo, the other undergraduate students's work on a dwarf pronghorn from Mexico, and my work on fossil cats from Arizona. Needless to say I was taken back by this honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classes I am taking are easier than last semester. Paleo for the most part is a breeze but I must keep on my toes because one of my advisors former graduate students is the TA for that class. She is directly reporting to him on my progress =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;Ecology is pretty cool and from what we have discussed in class has broaden my range on how I look at the modern and ancient world.&lt;br /&gt;The online course I am taking on the Solar System is pretty easy, though there is some tough math involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also for the first time I feel like I am finally blessed with true friendship. My friends are beautiful (3/4 of them are beautiful women, and I guess Ty is good looking, at least that's what Scootersoo thinks {being his girlfriend} =^.^=), who for the first time in my life are not demanding and truely care and are concernd for my welfair.&lt;br /&gt;I also have a gorgeous and wonderful girlfriend, Clawed. A person who is everything I look for in a companion. She is beautiful, graceful, intellegent, funny, has a simular mind set as mine, and is someone who I consider my equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that this weekend I can convince her to come up to see Troy, which is playing at procno theater and is a movie I know she has been wanting to see. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh (of contentment).......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is good right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is martial arts class tonight , a review of what was taught last saturday. Saturdays class was largely review of basics which Ty did pretty well, and Scooter is show great improvement (she may be slotted for testing soon). Only problem is that Naughty Bits is tonight and the girls want to hear there than train. However, from what I heard, Bits this year is rather being lame and they may consider the extra training. Heres hoping they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that about it for now. I appologioze if the above seems a bit of a rant, but hey, I feel really good about my life and I just wanted to share =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow For Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109467527978557755?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109467527978557755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109467527978557755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109467527978557755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109467527978557755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/09/shadows-sweetly-caress-light-calmly.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109419460105297109</id><published>2004-09-02T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T23:56:41.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Hodnett's Wild Animal Kingdom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks feature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Toilet Bowl Headed Salamander- &lt;em&gt;Salamandris latrini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of Nature's bizzare creations, the Toilet Bowl Headed Salamander of south east Asian lives up to its name and has a bizzare and to some grotesque eating habits.  At 6 feet in length with a head two feet long, this blue-black creature, with its eyes on the top of its head, feeds on human waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Formerly known as the Asian Crapper Trapper, this salamander waits near the edge of developing villages with is large massive toothless jaws agapped open for its  human food producer to come by. Resembeling a latrine, the villager simply sits on the cushined lined jaws and simply does what natures calls of every living species. When the villager finishes and leaves, the salamander will make a woshing and sloshing sound and quickly swallows the waste matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special saliva glands force a gushing stream of liquid to clear any trapped materials. If the animal is sick, sometimes it cannot swallow the fecal matter but instead force it back up in a slow swirling motion until it over flows over the jaws and sometimes to the surprise of its villager food producer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Weeks Creature- The Potatoe Hamster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109419460105297109?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109419460105297109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109419460105297109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109419460105297109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109419460105297109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/09/dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109402277177102998</id><published>2004-08-31T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T23:29:49.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am here now at NAU, unpacked, set up, and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new semester has started and a new beginning for me. So far the start of the new semester has started very well. To my delight Clawed came to visit this past weekend and the time I spent with her was wonderful with every moment. We all got together friday for pizza which later turned out to a late night shin dig at Clawed and DTF's friends house (the same friend who got married recently in San Diego). The alchohal flowed and movies were show but the highlight for me was cuddleing with Clawed. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was spent shopping around at the mall then later dinner at Hiro's and then seening the move Hero. The dress Clawed wore took my breath away and her smile made me melt when she saw the look on my face. I do have to admit however, confessing infront of everyone of what I felt at the moment (coached by Clawed and Scooter) left me rather red, somthing I now realize happens quite frequently around her (hey, I can't help it, Clawed is a gorgeous woman, who wouldn't?). The responce from everyone was encourageing and Clawed smiled and giggled until Scooter piped up with "thats good but gay" line (bops Scooter on the head saber-tooth style). But thats ok, I was only expressing my honest thoughts and opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent with last minute running around with Clawed, DTF, and Diana. By the end of the afternoon we had to say good bye to Clawed until her next trip later this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her dearly, even now alone in the confines of my dorm with the slow wirl of the fan and the noise of entertainment on the tv screen. My only hope is I did not over do it with getting her things during her visit, there are times my generous spirit can go over board but it is something I like doing for other people, espeacialy those closest to me. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes have started a bit later for me with only having classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The first day of classes went rather well. My Ecology class has a typical biology feel (you can even tell my prof is a ecology teacher by his deminor and appearal) though the class is a bit long than other classes I have taken and my Paleontology course is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two online course, one I worked on today and the other does not start until october, so free time is now abundant. With this free time I hope to accomplish the following goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ace my classes this semester and start a new path of acedemic success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. enrich my life with new sights, sounds, smells by exploreing new places in and around flagstaff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. engage myself in artistic and philosophical enlightenment by working more on my craft and reading up on Eastern Philosophy with the books I brought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. condition myself phyiscally with martial arts and rigorus training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. finally, be the best man I can be for my friends and love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this will hopefully be accomplished this semester and into the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much to look forward to now. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats about it for now. Stay tuned later this week for Dr. Hodnett's wild Animal Kingdom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMFN! =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109402277177102998?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109402277177102998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109402277177102998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109402277177102998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109402277177102998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-am-here-now-at-nau-unpacked-set-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109329354775172705</id><published>2004-08-23T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T13:39:07.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dr. Hodnett's Animal Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks feature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Madagascian Nipple Lizard- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saurus mammari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing sparks  the idea of bizzare phyiscal features in the animal kingdom than the Madagascian Nipple Lizard. The small, largely reddish brown lizard is distinct from other lizard species from Madagascar in its pecular bright pink structures in the shape of a human nipple. Located on the upper abdomen, between the arms,  and usually in pairs of two, sometimes in rare occasions, three. Like all reptiles these nipple-like structures do not contain mammary glands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lizards tend to spend most of their time along beach shores, basking in the sun, which turns their skin a dark shade of brown. Feeding largely on inscets, these lizards do sometimes feed on fruits that fall to the forest floor and flowers that bloom in the late winter. Their natural predatores include local Lemur tribes, Eagles, and the very large,  rare, and elusive Preggo Python, a bizzare snake that emits smells of cooked tomatoes and herbs to lure prey, includeing white tourist who are affraid of local cusine and are trapped for their hopeful hunger for italian foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once thought of as a hoax, these stuctures is actually a means of sexual identification between individuals.  In females, this structure is larger and can become a darker shade of pink when mating season occures. Males, their nipple-like structures smaller, are highly  attracted to the females structures. In one study, it was noted that the larger the structure on females, the more males it attracted. But oddly enough this study also noted a interesting tid bit. The percentage of males attracted to the larger "nippled" females showed signs of less intellegence than males who were attracted to the average "nippled" females.  In the wild, these less intellgent males  fall victem to quick mortality by other preditors by being distracted by the larger "nippled" female lizards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's Creature-  The Toilet Bowl Headed Salamander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy Folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a day that nothing went your way? Well its happening to me today.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, instead of writing this blog (not that I am complaining, but bare with me) I should be working on my last full day of illustraitions. However there was a mix up in the ride to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the meeting place on time this morning, however, my ride to the  the Museum was really late. Being worried, I left the meeting spot brifely to make a call and to find out what happend. Well there was no answer so I left a message and headed back to the meetng spot. Well just as I exited the building, my ride was just leaving and I had not time to catch up from the distance I was standing to the spot where the truck was. Well I waited an hour and still no ride came back (the message I left was to let my ride know how long I was going to wait until he showed up) so I ate lunch and left. Right now I am at the UofA library, killing time in waiting for Ty to come back from a hike so we can hook up for his testing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about 10 percent packed for school, and I should be another 40 percent completed by tonight. Wendsday we are doing our last bit of truck loading and packing and Thursday I will be back at NAU and amongst my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to this weekend. So far there are some plans in all of us getting together (hopefuly Clawed can come) and going to see the premire of Hero, the new Kung Fu movie with Jet Li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is about it for now. One more blog to go before being at NAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow For Now (CMFN)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109329354775172705?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109329354775172705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109329354775172705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109329354775172705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109329354775172705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/08/dr_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109277153366287535</id><published>2004-08-17T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T12:41:07.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dr. Hodnett's Animal Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks feature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sonoran Desert Pinky Toe Lizard&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Phalangeophagus&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;minussonarenis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"A sub-species of the Greater Pinky Toe Lizard of the Colorado Plataue, the Sonoran Desert Pinky Toe Lizard is a reptile of myth and legand. At 3 feet in lenght, brightly colored of hot pink stripes along its abdomen and turqoise blothes around the head, neck, torso, and tail; this creature is well documented on its incrediable dietary habits of only consumeing the fifth or fourth digits of the rear foot of animals it comes in contact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Historical documents of early spanish explores who crossed within the Sonoran Desert spoke of a bizzare lizard who fallowed traveling caravans and of the strange occurance of toes missing the next morning after an encounter with this lizard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Largely nocturnal, this lizard can pick out the scent unique to the outer fourth and fifth digits (the "pinky toe") of mammals, which has only been recently document at the Labratory of Scents at PU University, and with its two large premaxillary teeth, nip off the pinky toe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The need to feed for this lizard comes once a month and this lizard, like many reptiles, can survive for a month period after consumeing two toes alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avoidance of lost of toes by this lizard can be taken if boots or closed toed shoes are worn and not open toed shoes like sandals which leaves the phalanges open for attack."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next weeks Creature- The Madagascian Nipple Lizard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you never guess where I am at right now. Currently I am sitting in the NAU library, writting this blog. The description above is a new feature, born of sillyness and lighthearted smart allicky moods last night. I hope you enjoy future posts of Dr. Hodnett's Animal Kingdom =^.^= (hopefuly in the future, with pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend has been pretty fantastic. Thursday, after work, Ty and I departed to Phoenix to meet up with Scootersoo. Scooter's mom's boyfriend was having a big shindig on Saturday which I was invited to partake in after Blacwolf had to decline the invitation due to family matters. I was happy to be invited, yet sadden by the reasons for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was largely spent drawling, driving, and eating pretty good mexican made by Scooter herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we took off for Camp Verde. Arriving to Scooters summer place, we rested a bit before the arrival of Duct Tape Fairly and Clawed, who I was very happy to see =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of that day was spent catching up, watching the Kill Bill Series (I now have all two), a brife martial arts demo, and a tickel fest of Clawed and myself. The more priviet and intiment moments spent by Clawed and myself, though brife as they were (because of human traffic), were highly enjoyable and reminising about it brings a smile to my face everytime. *prrs at the thought* =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When saturday finally roled around the party that was to comense was huge! More than 100 people showed up and Scooter, Ty and I had shuttle and car management duty. The first hour or so was somewhat boreing, only broken by Ty and I battleing it out with the training instruements we brought along until more people arrived. After our duties were done, we headed back to the house for a fantastic BBQ set up by a friend of Scooter's mom. Afterwards however, things slowed down for Ty and but the party took off like a bat our of hell. The music and booze flowed and it got kind of wild in a civilized manor. It was only slow for Ty and I mainly because we knew very little people who attened. By the end of the party, the timeing could not of been better. It rained soon after the last guest left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a day of rest.... sort of.&lt;br /&gt;There was cleaning to do afterwards but much of it was taken care of by the time us three awoke the next morning. Soooooooo.............................................................................. there wasn't much else we could do. Scooter mainly wanted to veg, but Ty and I, with our bountiful energy wanted to go do, well, anything.&lt;br /&gt;So he and I decided to head to the river and check it out and maybe look for fossils afterwards on the adjacent hills. When we reached the river we found the opening path to the river was trashed and the restroom facilities something not to be desired (though there was a large whipped tailed lizard (a real species) consumeing a beetle when I opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;When we got the the river shore and traveled away from the bridge the shoreline was cleaner and we found evidance of otters living in the area by the remains of otter scat with crayfish remains all through out the scat and a otter slough near by. All these are signs that the river is more of a healthy eco-system than it was 10 years ago =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the River we headed eastward and found formations of rock that looked promising for fossils near the county dump. To our luck we found a few remains of rabbit, snake, and possibly a bat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning home we showed our findings and shared our adventure with Scooters family and found out that the known population of otters in the Verde are further down the stream than the place Ty and I found. Cool Beans. Dinner consited of Pizza from a local joint that was pretty good by my standards (and they are pretty high when it comes to pizza).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we got together again with DTF and Clawed. Our venture for that day was to head out to Prescott for dinner and a movie of the ladies chooseing.... Spiderman 2. Though I think Ty grumbled just a tad (he saw it for the third time that night), I had no problem seeing it again, especialy with the company I had =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was fantastic again for the 2nd time and Clawed highly enjoyed it. At the end of the night the group of us said our goodbyes for the summer one last time and we are all looking forward on going back to NAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today so far, as it is now 12:33 pm, my day was spent on important errans concerning school and my career. So far my advisor suggests I change some of my courses AFTER I talk to my hopfuly new acedemic advisor (I now have three advisor on all matters old, ancient, living, and acedemic) and see what he suggests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a half hour before I am contacted by Scooter and Ty so I better end my blog here for now. If anything new happens, I'll post tonight when I return home to Tucson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, Ciao Meow For Now! =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109277153366287535?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109277153366287535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109277153366287535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109277153366287535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109277153366287535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/08/dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109211792400741072</id><published>2004-08-09T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T23:05:24.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The key of being succesful and the ability of getting along with anyone is trying to understand them and knowing what to say"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Desert Sabertooth's Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't stick beans up your nose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Desert Sabertooth's Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Look! I'm still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am still here, alive and kicking but apparently I have been missed and as one friend told me I've been "MIA for awhile".  My absence to my blog and just general conversation mainly has to do with two factors, well.... make it three......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: Work as an illustraitor has been picking up and the perks have been good. However it is long hours staring at single points of a fossil, applying accurate lines to paper (not a easy task), and working slowing with pen and pencil. I've been using my drawing fingers so often I have developed what is typicaly called an "artist callus",  a raised depressing on my middle finger near the joint of the distal phalange and the medial phalange. So much so, this calus has been racking on my nerve endings and have been causing slight pin pricks of pain once and a while, cured only by constant flexing and knuckle cracking. But hey, at the end of my illustraition run down here in Tucson I'm getting a nice fat pay check that will cover books and possibly a nice evening out with a certin someone and her blue chinese style dress =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that I have earned credit to recive cast of skulls of not only modern carnivores, but also the skull of the largest felid to have ever lived anywhere! &lt;a href="http://www.tarpits.org/education/guide/flora/lion.html"&gt;Panthera atrox&lt;/a&gt;! (teehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: Thesis. I'm down to the wire and almost completed the rough draft with tables, figures, notes, aknowleadgements, ect ect. I have come across two neat things. One, the presence of one of the oldest species of Smilodon (your classic example of a sabertooth, example being the large head at the corner of my blog) in Arizona and North America as well as more examples of the American Cheetah. Two, I have identified the remains of the North American "Hunting" hyaena, Chasmaporthetes, from the fossil sites I have been dealing with, the first of its kind in its history! So thats been a big factor in my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Three: My dad is in town =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far we have had some great adventures. He arrived saturday around noon and we went to get lunch for mom because she was fadeing fast. Afterwards, went shopping for new supplies for fishing. He got me two new fishing poles, reels, tackel, and a awsome field bag that Ty, Scooter, and I scoped out a week or two ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, dad got tickets to the Braves Vs. the Diamondbacks at Bank One Ballpark. He got the premium seating, right behind home plate, within "spitt'n" distance of the players. We had waitors come take our orders and dad and I pigged out on the usual baseball food fare. It was awesome =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went fishing with my dad's bestfriend from his old army intel days. He took us to the White Mountains for a little trout fishing on the Apache reservation. I've never been trout fishing before, which is like fly fishing for bass but with smaller and more bugs. Needless to say my novoice status in my experiance with trout limited my catch to nothing, leaving my dad and his friend with the most success at catching at least 10 between the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the lack of a catch for me was nothing compaired to the sureal surroundings of the stream bed we were fishing in. The air was cool and misty, thunder all around like the voice of some ancient gods speaking to us, ancient trees abounded, no one else around, and there was a large family of Osprey flying overhead, laughing at my attempts of fishing =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, life is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is some slight news. I may be traveling this weekend. Don't know where or exactly when, but I am in the mood to travel. Perhaps some friends my convince me to visit ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now. Tomorrow I'm off to gambel with my father and mother. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow For Now! (all you crazy sexy cool cats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109211792400741072?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109211792400741072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109211792400741072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109211792400741072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109211792400741072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/08/key-of-being-succesful-and-ability-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109125786009287040</id><published>2004-07-30T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T00:11:00.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here is what is to come next semester's martial arts seminars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chain and Rope Ninja Weapons Seminar&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this seminar is to teach the history and use of some truely classical ninja weapons. Shown below is what will be taught and used. However we are not using real medal weapons, but rather training versions made of wood and plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weapons taught:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.martialarts.com/martial-arts-articles/images/kusari.jpg"&gt;Kusari Fundo&lt;/a&gt;- weighted chain. Two large weights on a chain the lenght of a person's forearm, used in the same mannor as Nunchucks used in Karate and Kung Fu movies. We are in the works on making four or more of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.geocities.com/familia_monoke2/imagenes/armas/kusari-gama.jpg"&gt;Kusari Gama&lt;/a&gt;- Chain Sickle. A Gama (sickle) with a handle with the bottom end attached to a long chain and with a weight at the end (as seen in the opening credits to Kenshin =^.^=). We are making four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ritualblades.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/0220105.jpg"&gt;Kyoketsu Shoge&lt;/a&gt;-  Chained hooked dagger and iron ring ("the ulitmate ninja weapon"). This weapon is the most effective weapon used by classical ninjas. I'm hopeing to get at least two of these for our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rope- There are many ways and as the head master once said, its not just for bedroom fun =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball of Twine or Yarn- You'll have to come and see for yourself on how to use this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belt- Also come to class for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knife and Shuriken Throwing Seminar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose and use of throwing projectiles used by classic and modern ninjas. These include stars, needles, penciles, chop sticks, and of course, knives. We will be dispelling some myths and practiceing accuraccy, concealment, and hand to hand combat of these classic ninja tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weapons used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senban Shuriken- four tipped star.&lt;br /&gt;Bo Shuriken- throwing dart&lt;br /&gt;Throwing knife&lt;br /&gt;Throwing dagger&lt;br /&gt;and many more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proposed Seminar.... Stealth and Night Running&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details coming soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109125786009287040?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109125786009287040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109125786009287040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109125786009287040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109125786009287040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-here-is-what-is-to-come-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109125421811982588</id><published>2004-07-30T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T23:10:18.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer nights warm me&lt;br /&gt;Good company fulfills me&lt;br /&gt;Rights of summer surpasted&lt;br /&gt;Memories made that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these last days of summers are mine&lt;br /&gt;Fadeing with the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;Inspireing hopeful rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer nights warm me&lt;br /&gt;Good company fulfills me&lt;br /&gt;Rights of summer surpast&lt;br /&gt;Memories made that will last......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Desert Sabertooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The above poem is open for all of you to add. I'm kind of wondering what you might come up with. The challenge is useing the first four lines as a means of inspiration, which the root is the summer ventures past, present, and those not accomplished. E-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:sabershinobicat@hotmail.com"&gt;sabershinobicat@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; with you submissions to continue your part of the poem above and I'll post them here on my blog. I hope to hear from you =^.^=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well much has happend and is in the works in my life. The biggest in the works is the annual visit to see my father, but this year he is coming to see me. This coming saturday is when he arrives and already some neat plans are in the works. The top of the list is going fishing in the White Mountains of Arizona with an old army buddie of Pop's. I can't wait to show dad the work I have done this past summer and to get his imput on other aspects of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my dad hasn't always been there for me, (because of personal choices of his and because of a bitter wife) I value his opinion and views greatly. He has taught me much by his actions alone on the meaning of a 2nd chance in life, respect of your fellow man, and the apperication, admiration, and beauty of the opposite sex. Usually his Arizona visits are full of adventure and true conversation between father and son, resulting in more admiration to this unique and egnimatic person. I can't wait to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the works is getting the materials together for the two (possibly three) seminars for the martial arts I am teaching this semester. I won't get into the details here, but in the next post after this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scootersoo is back in town, house sitting for Blacwolf who is away again, this time awaiting the passing of a close relative. I feel much for Blacwolf's phlight and with all that has happend to her, I'll be there for comfort and a ready ear. She has gone through much and I hope she is doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Scootersoo in town there has been a few get togethers with her and Ty for training and our usual hijinks. A few days ago I was invited by Scooter to go hot tubing and stay the night to keep her company while she watches the house and cares for Blacwolf's new cats, Vin and Lancalot.&lt;br /&gt;The night was spent soaking are cares away and conversing late into the night over this and that, the serious and light conversation. Also that night I got to befriend the felines and found them to be loving and delightful company while I slept on the couch (Lancealot likes my toes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Scootersoo,Ty and I met after work and wonderd the museum where I work and then later train into the night. Ty is doing well and Scooter is doing better in their rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was with my mother while she had her annual blood test for her diabities and ran some errans. A new target opened recently and I picked up a copy of Hellboy =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards came lunch at Denny's and taking my mother to the oriental imports store Ty and I rave about. We took Scooter to this place yesterday and it was agreed that it would be a awsome place to have Clawed visit. We were betting she would be delighted by the products they sold there. My mother was impressed with it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my haircut today before meeting up Scooter and Ty to go see The Village (sorry Cleo) and hang and window shop at the mall. The movie was awsome and was not what I expected the film would be like. It has it's directors classic twists and turns and I highly reconmend it. Afterwards we went for pizza and a walk around the UofA "village" area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it now as for update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I turn my attention to the coming seminars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao meow =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109125421811982588?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109125421811982588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109125421811982588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109125421811982588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109125421811982588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/summer-nights-warm-me-good-company.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109087589852180099</id><published>2004-07-26T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T14:06:54.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"mmmmmmmm.......&amp;nbsp; Smell that?&amp;nbsp; Thats the smell of knowleadge" =~.^= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Desert Sabertooth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Well I am once again searching for the meaning of ancient life. I am currently deep in the bowels of the University of Arizona Library system, and at the moment taking a break from my search and hunt for the elusive journal and the dangerous science artical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. The smell of musty books reminds me of the days on end I dwelt in the Smithsonian Insitution, haunting the vertebrate paleontology collections late into the night, raiding the special library collections repeatedly, and pestureing the tenure but well known staff on this and that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scent is very indictative to insitutions that store knowleadge in its literary and phyiscal form (namely museums and libraries). I truely miss&amp;nbsp; Washington D.C. this summer.&amp;nbsp; Alas, the current relationship between myself and my stepmother presently prevents me so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I am currently in my element and doing what I love most....... Library Raiding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avast you literary and Acedimia Dogs!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; =l.l= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao meow for now! =^.^= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109087589852180099?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109087589852180099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109087589852180099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109087589852180099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109087589852180099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/mmmmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109079621728862477</id><published>2004-07-25T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T15:56:57.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it seems my nocturnal habits are starting to come about again. I did not wake until 3 this afternoon. Not that I am complaining mind you =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do however need to try to break this cycle tonight and pull a 24 hour stay up athon. So wish me luck. (you guys can call me if you like to keep me company).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last couple of days have been amuseing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Ty and I hung out for most of the day. We grabed lunch then caught a flick. Afterwards I stopped by the local Goth/Rock/Alternative store and got two new studded wristbands, which sort of look like ones seen in a manga series I have been collecting (Ranma 1/2). What was fantastic there was a sword for sale under 50 bucks that came with a back mounted sheath. The design of the blade its more tactical than for image, but it is nicely sharp. They can it a "Ronin" blade, but theres nothing japanese about it. Its more of a cleveing&amp;nbsp;cutting blade rather than a sliceing typical of japanese swords. Still, cool none the least. Its now in my collection =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed back to my house to try to construct the training weapons for the "chain weapons" seminar this semester. We had some success though we are still in debate as to what to use for a training weight. We then decided to hold off till Wednsday to complete them all (about 4 figured to be constructed) and headed out to look for other supplies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when I pulled a bone headed stunt. As a force of habit I always lock the door when I leave the backyard. However this time it slipped my mind that my own mother was in the backyard watering the plants. So, I basiclly locked my mother out of the house in the backyard for about two and half hours. Needless to say, I got it when I got back home and I was deeply embarassed and concerned. We do laugh about it now, but from now on I am checking to make sure everyone is out of the back yard before locking it. =6.6=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was pretty uneventful. Did some research and drawing. I did finally get DTF's alter ego description so I can now start on hers. So all this leaves is Scootersoos and Cleo's descriptions to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however last night hook up with Cema. Recently he was upset at me for remarking about his son being, as I put in one of my earlier blogs. a "handicap". When useing this word I did not mean to be offensive or as a descriptive term for his son. For this I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cema's kids are like my own neice and nephews and I would do most anything for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Today is going to be spent trying to stay awake for more than 24 hours, writing, more drawing, looking up materials for research, and planning another trip to the UofA. It should be fun. Later tonight I'm hooking up with Cema for coffee and discussion of new and old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now that is it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao meow =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109079621728862477?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109079621728862477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109079621728862477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109079621728862477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109079621728862477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-it-seems-my-nocturnal-habits-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109038490156657426</id><published>2004-07-20T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T21:41:41.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy are my dogs bark'n!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day today. Spent the morning lazily getting ready to make another library run to the UofA. Mom isn't feeling to well however. Her back is giving her some problems and she is hunched over as if she aged another 10 years. She is getting around which is good and hopefuly she'll work it through. If things do not progress to the better, I am making her go see&amp;nbsp;a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run to the UofA went well, got some stuff at the student bookstore, had lunch, and then proceeded to the library. I found some additional resources to some work I am doing on Hyenas from AZ and it looks I may be working on two papers this week instead of one. But, by the time I found my resouces it was to late to copy what I needed so another trip is in the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mad dash to meet Ty and Scootersoo who were just pulling in at the meeting place by the UofA. Ty took us to a neat farmers market, then afterward we went to get martial arts supplies. So far on order I have a new pair of hand and shin guards for training, and ty orderd a pair of Gi pants. We also bought supplies for making the chain "weapons" for a seminar for next semester, its going to be great =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it looks I may have some money coming in. The check I am reciveing from one of my clients should arrive within the next couple of days. I'm thinking with this money doing a bit of traveling up north. Possibly back up to see everyone in Camp Verde, and also&amp;nbsp;possibly&amp;nbsp;make a trip to Kingmen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is going to Vegas the 2nd week of august and I may attend as well. I may just meet him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm tired and I need to rest now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love to you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ciao meow =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109038490156657426?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109038490156657426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109038490156657426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109038490156657426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109038490156657426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/boy-are-my-dogs-barkn-it-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-109027276561788459</id><published>2004-07-19T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T14:32:45.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deep Sleep I am&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of some wonderland&lt;br /&gt;Though the afternoon sun has risen&lt;br /&gt;No one has woken me from my slumbering prison&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Velvet paws start to tap&lt;br /&gt;Trying to wake me from my eternal nap&lt;br /&gt;Then soft kitty kisses I recive&lt;br /&gt;To wake me from my dream&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes to my little cat&lt;br /&gt;Who was wondering where I was at&lt;br /&gt;awoken by Her little purry poem&lt;br /&gt;Now&amp;nbsp;awake buy her furry token&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"pixie the cat" -Desert Saber-tooth&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, The lines above is a&amp;nbsp; poetic description of how I&amp;nbsp; have been woken up by my little calico Pixie. Her name is no exageration, she is the smallest of all our cats yet has the biggest ears (I measure them =^.^=). The sigh is for wakeing up at 1:30 this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So the past weekend has been pretty eventful. For starters my mother had her birthday on Friday, though celebration started the day before when I took my mom out to dinner and a movie. Surpisingly she chosed Shrek 2 out of all the choices. She greatly enjoyed it. Dinner consisted of Olive Garden, though we were well loaded by popcorn, and Starbucks at Barns and Noble afterwards.&amp;nbsp; We did some other running around that day too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get the pattern for my Halloween costume this year. I plan to be for the first time (and boy have I been wanting to do this for awhile) my alter ego. And no it isn't Desert sabertooth. If you ask me nicely &amp;nbsp;I'll explain it all. =^.^=&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Also got some goodies. Got the new Trigun manga, as well as another manga of a&amp;nbsp;Gothic angel who has fallen from her homeland with shatterd memories, who starts to fall for a hunky guitar player and starts to become a rock goddess, all the while&amp;nbsp;other gothic angels try to destroy her. I'm sending this one&amp;nbsp; to Clawed, hopefully by tomorrow when I run some errans.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, got off track........&lt;br /&gt;Friday my mom and I did some more running around. I bought her as a gift a poster she had been eyeing for a month now as well as bought her dinner again (though of a more cheaper but just as good) at Panda Express.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent doing some cleaning and other stuff until I got a call from Scootersoo&amp;nbsp;asking me if I wanted to join Ty, herself, and Blacwolf to go see Rocky Horror Picture Show. It was fantastic and just as dirty as I thought it would be. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was quiet. Made a huge dent in orginizeing my room. Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed and DTF are back from their trip. From the sounds of it they had a really good time. (saber-tooth kitty smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to talk to to Clawed again, I have missed her much. This week I hope to give her a call. &lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping to see her one more time before school starts again, pending of course money, my schdedual, her schedual, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So this week is devoted to three things: Thesis, Poetry, and Art. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;My thesis is coming along well enought but I need to write a few more pages. My boss is out of town in LA (I did not go with him) and I have the whole week off.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;As for poetry and art, I've been wanting to start roughing out a couple of projects includeing the charactures of all my friends and as well as new addition to my "Blancan critters" series. This addition is of a small prehistoric dog, ancestor to all wolves and coyotes, sniffing at the nose of a giant tortoise that use to live in AZ about 4 million years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now. More again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now! =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-109027276561788459?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/109027276561788459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=109027276561788459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109027276561788459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/109027276561788459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/deep-sleep-i-am-dreaming-of-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108952750353087797</id><published>2004-07-10T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T23:31:43.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Floating isles of yellow-orange on a sea of blue-grey&lt;br /&gt; Forebodeing shadows and flashes of light to end another day&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Drops of water fall from above&lt;br /&gt; Quniching the thirst of the Mourning Dove&lt;br /&gt; Crops of rock  to capture lifes breath&lt;br /&gt; Pooling to feed the desert's health&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Wealth of life cascadeing in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt; Soon coolness of the night will chill this poets heart&lt;br /&gt; To help inspire literary art"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Desert sabertooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings. Today was a pretty good day. Woke up this morning just before noon and spent part of the day imatating a cat by lounging around. Then by the mid-afternoon, met up with Blacwolf and her family to go over the design for their mothers headstone.&lt;br /&gt;What we have so far will be simple yet elegant with portrait of her mother etched in stone, with two angels holding up the image, a book with the lines from "footsteps", and the last parting words both encased in a brable of assorted flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Blacwolf and I saw King Aurthor. The movie was pretty good but the legand itself out weighs what the movie suggested. Of course the action scenes were fantastic and the one "sex scene" with Aurthor and Gunivere was, I must say, stimulating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am waiting for the time to go to work. I have a bit of a long night ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be spent writing. Its going to be  between thesis and Poetry, spliting my time between both. I also have a load of art projects to do before the summer is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I are talking about meeting in Las Vegas in August. He wants to gamble and I want to take in the sights, see whats there, and possibly go to the natural history museum (which I was shocked that they had one) and see the only skull of a four-tusked elephant-like creature found in Arizona. I have drawn this creature before and based the head on this skull that is on display in Vegas, but never had seen it for myself. Perhaps it is time I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108952750353087797?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108952750353087797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108952750353087797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108952750353087797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108952750353087797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/floating-isles-of-yellow-orange-on-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108915717160373211</id><published>2004-07-06T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T16:39:31.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well some great news and some slightly "aww shucks news".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the e-mail correspondance between me and Dr. Lars Werdelin from Stockholm Sweden has have some fantastic results.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wedelin is one of the leading experts on fossil and modern hyenas and also done alot of work on fossil and modern cats.&lt;br /&gt;We have been e-mailing back and forth for about a week now and Dr. Wedelin told me today that he would be interested in writing a paper with me and have me as senior author!&lt;br /&gt;This is a rare honor to a lowly undergraduate student like myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic of our paper will probably be a review of a weird hyena found in Arizona as a precurser to my work on the large cats of the area too.&lt;br /&gt;alot of time and effort has been spent in getting this project done and this weekend I should have the bulk of the paper done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the "aww shucks" news: I was weeded out of calculus! Today was the first day of my calculus course and my prof suggested I should drop, take another class, and try again later.&lt;br /&gt;Can you beleave it? =6.6= (&lt;--- the "aww shucks" kitty face). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all is not lost however in that I may now be able to go to LA next week with my boss Rich White, who wanted me to go and do illustraitions for him while he was working. This may also be a golden opertunity to look at some cat fossils from the same locality he was looking at as well.&lt;br /&gt;As for work, it is going great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My illustraitions may be published as part of a monograph on the fossil and living dogs of North America, thru the American Museum of Natural History in New York (check out the website). Rich is going to send a copy of the drawing I did of a canid (dog) skull from a fossil deposit Rich , others, and I have been working now for the past three years.&lt;br /&gt;Its one of 5 skulls known of this one species and is a important specimen. Rich wants to send it to Richard Tedford, a leading scientist in fossil canids and carnivores in general, to see if he wants to use it for his paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well cheers to you all on a safe return home from your fourth of july adventures and talk to you again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao meow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108915717160373211?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108915717160373211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108915717160373211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108915717160373211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108915717160373211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-some-great-news-and-some-slightly.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108890912403044161</id><published>2004-07-03T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T19:45:24.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Fourth of July Weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a good weekend so far. Yesterday afterwork, (which was spent measureing bones ratehr than drawing them) Ty and I got together and I started to show him the finer points of throwing stars, knives, and throwing needles. Fun was had by all and White Dragon showed up as well.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Ty and I saw Spidey 2 and went running around town. Went to that fantastic comic store again, by our lucky stars it was free comic day! Ty and I got a whole sampleing of comics and manga for free! Also picked up the last goodies of my suprise package and Tyler has agreed to deliver them this weekend to the recipant =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all and all things are good. Going bowling in a few hours so this cat is going to go prowl for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all later, kitty licks to the special few I know ( and you know who you are =~.^=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao meow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108890912403044161?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108890912403044161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108890912403044161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108890912403044161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108890912403044161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/07/happy-fourth-of-july-weekend-well-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108866295941210833</id><published>2004-06-30T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T23:22:39.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Now who said Paleontologist don't have a sense of humor?"&lt;br /&gt;Some Cartoons From &lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/drfun.html"&gt;Dr. Funny&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df9310/df931008.jpg"&gt;Extinction of Barney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df200005/df20000517.jpg"&gt;Naughty Squirrels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df9410/df941011.jpg"&gt;Why Small Mammals and Physics Don't Mix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df200111/df20011116.jpg"&gt;Same thing happen to me before.....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df9310/df931015.jpg"&gt;Dog lovers may not want to see this, cat lover take a peek =^.^= (But I do love dogs too)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df9402/df940210.jpg"&gt;EEW (view at your own risk)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df9406/df940606.jpg"&gt;Special training for the dating impaired&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df9706/df970630.jpg"&gt;Squirrel finishing school&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df200104/df20010413.jpg"&gt;(last one) Harry Potter's Mob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Clawed and Duct Tape Fairy, for their love of Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df9403/df940321.jpg"&gt;Mr Spock martial arts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/Dave/Dr-Fun/df200004/df20000411.jpg"&gt;Trouble with Tribbles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, Sigh. Well I posted all that as a form of relife from a rather sucky day working at the ware house. For the most part it went ok with the exception of a pallet boucing of a vending machine and landing on the tips of my toes (those things easy way 25 pounds) and also the pallets them selves were not set up at all (which they are suppose to be) so I had to set all of them up and that lead to my toes being squished (kitty wimpers) I need to be petted. *kitty pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, next week I start calculus. Math has never been my strong point in acedemics, but its something I must trudge through. So wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side I've been in correspondance with a couple of top brass in the paleo-carnivore specialist guilds about my research. Hopfully they will be sending me some notes and papers to help give me new ideas and improve the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've written to Sweden, Liverpool, Toronto, and LA to persons well familular in felids. I'm excited about the out come. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Clawed and Duct tape Fairy are sprited away to Cali and the joys of San Diego (I should of asked them to look up my uncle while there). I hope they have fun and bring back stories to tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blacwolf is doing the same as well. She and her family are going to Cali (in the same area I belive) for the 4th of July celebraitions. I also hope she has fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, this weekend seem like I"ll be hanging with ty (who has become an excellent Kohai) and putting together a speacial treat for Clawed and Duct Tape Fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Blacwold gets back, we have a raincheck to cash to go see a movie and other activities. Ty has somthing schemed up about getting the whole group together before the summer ends. I won't say anymore =~.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108866295941210833?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108866295941210833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108866295941210833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108866295941210833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108866295941210833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/now-who-said-paleontologist-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108840209485611014</id><published>2004-06-27T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T22:54:54.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It came from inside the oven!...... The night of the living Pizza creature!....." &lt;br /&gt;-From dinner tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"awww, its just a rustic pizza"&lt;br /&gt;-Desert Sabertooh's mom (got to love a mothers sympathy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you win some and you loose some when it comes to being creative in teh kitchen. In this case, I'm not sure how it ended. It all started when it was determined that it was my turn to cook dinner again. It was agreed apon to do pizza tonight, and in this case we are experimenting with Pizza dough you can buy from a "natural" Grocery store which we bought two balls of dough to play with. Well the first run was pretty successful in that the pizza was round, flat, and was pretty good. Only exception was that it was sort of a raw and doughy in the middle. We wanted to try again tonight with the 2nd ball. Mom had a rough night and her leg has been bothering her quite a bit recently which was one of the reasons I was opted to cook dinner. However, my determined the 2nd ball was discolored hence past its experation date. Mom and I wound up getting a new ball of dough and once home begain to work the dough in to a circle.&lt;br /&gt;Well this did not happen. The dough would not stretch properly, it kept getting longer and not wider. To top this, I wanted to finally try my pizza stone, which is always recomended in making the perfect pizza. But there were problems of the dough sticking continuely to the pizza paddle, even after dusting heavily with flour, so the final result of getting the pizza into the oven and onto the heated stone was a large mass of dough, fresh mozzerella cheese, pepperoni, and pizza sauce made from scratch. It looked like it would be a deep dish sort of pizza, so I payed it no mind and closed the oven door and left it for roughly 15 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;Coming back to check on its progress, I opened the door, and instead of a deep dish pizza with about a 1 inch thick crust, was a monsterous bread-like mass, about 2 1/2 inch thick, topped with oozing cheese, sauce, and the pepperoni. Every thing was cooked to perfection, except it was now huge! When mom saw it, she almost jumped for joy =O.O=&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it was one of the best tasting pizzas I've made from scratch and without using a pizza shell. Who knew. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was a successful disaster I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for tomorrow are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. wake up in the morning and not the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;2. become coheriant an hour or so after I initionaly woke up&lt;br /&gt;3. Wash&lt;br /&gt;4. put on clothes&lt;br /&gt;5. head out the door to catch the bus to get my Calculus math book&lt;br /&gt;6. after getting such book, catch the bus to the UofA and work there until 5pm&lt;br /&gt;7. at 5pm, meet Ty for training&lt;br /&gt;8. 7:30pm, Limp back home =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing sexy, but it has been keeping me busy and I feel better now that I am out and about more and not slugging around the house. With the monsoon season apon us, I feel my sense becoming awake again with the approaching storm series. I can already smell the wet tropical air, and the feel cool winds from some far off down pour in the mix for the past couple of days now.&lt;br /&gt;That always happens to me, I need a seasonal/enviromental change or spark to re-awake myself. Last month I felt lost, my senses dulled, emotions on end, but now that summer is finally apon me I feel the urge to do more.&lt;br /&gt;Something about the Sonoran desert feeds me new energy this time of year. Its true, you tend to hibernate during most of the day and be active largely in the late afternoon through much of the night. But to feel the late afternoon sun warm me up from the wet chill of the house, to the feel of the sun heated bricks and rock against my skin as I watch the sun slowly dip into the coming evening, I feel at peace and can relfect, debate, and just ponder about anything. Sometimes just staring off into space and clearning your mind has wonderful effects =~.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, much to do tomorrow morning and its time to come down from my rambleings of self philospophy and intrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening (or reading for that matter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow for Now =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108840209485611014?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108840209485611014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108840209485611014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108840209485611014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108840209485611014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/it-came-from-inside-oven.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108823684204708222</id><published>2004-06-26T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T01:06:29.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this weekend is starting off on the right foot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, work was rather light and most of it was spent discussing my thesis with my boss. With the wave of his hand and dialing of a fe numbers he was able to barrow the ankle bones of two species of large cats for my thesis from the classic and legeandary (by my profession) Rancho La Brea "tar pits".&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say I'm excited by that alone. Also that day after work Ty and I headed out and ran the guantlet of the main streets that make up the extent of Tucson, crusing for weaponry to train with and basically talking about guy stuff. Afterwards we headed to the training fields and from 5 till 7:30, coverd more of the basics of Ninjitsu/Budo Taijitsu. Ty also got himself a new shi nai, and at 38 inches itself, makes it the longest training sword in our class. The extra length will go well with his tall stature.&lt;br /&gt;Later that night Cema 004 showed up just as Ty was dropping me off at my place, and Cema hanged out for awhile shooting the breeze. After that nights discussion we wound up making plans to go to a Comic and Manga/Anime store that I've only heard about and after today the rumors are true. Its the largest and one of the oldest "geek" shops in the state! It had alot and it was hard to keep myself from running all over the place. I did have a handicap however. Cema brought is oldest son (almost 2) along and taking account of his son's need to touch everything and attention span, I kind of kept that trip to the store short. But I did not leave emypty handed. I walked away with a new desk top decoration, a Vash the Stampeed figure w/base and the small black anime cat from teh series. I know some friends who might drool for that =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;But that wasn't the only thing I bought. I also got some goodies for a pair of sisters I know. =~.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats on the menu for tomorrow (today)? Well I may be going out with Cema again to do guy stuff. With us, a typical guys night out consist of philosophical discussions over coffee at Ihop, Pool at the local pool hall, driving around, and staring up at the night sky in the desert talking about more philosophical topics and discussions on the quirks of Man (and Woman too). But I'm also hoping to continue the progress of re-orginizing my room and get it into satisfactory order by the end of this month. May buddah's divine sprit protect me! :-D&lt;br /&gt;Monday I have plans again to practice with Ty. I also must do some work at the UofA library. I just found notes for a specimen of early saber-tooth and an artical reference to a series of journals which this specimen was discribed which the science portion of the collection (which it is in its own building {I love the UofA Library!} and on many floors). So that should take up most of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bit of news. MY father and I have gone into negotiations of the possibility of getting a new vehical for me. The hopes are on my end of getting the new Jeep Unlimited, the recent version of the old Jeep Scrambler (which is basically a typical Jeep with a longer rear-end). However, the terms are I must be driving by the end of July for the negotiations to take affect, so that is also on my to-do list this coming week. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all you cool cats, another night is started and another post is done. Stay cool and cozy till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108823684204708222?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108823684204708222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108823684204708222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108823684204708222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108823684204708222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-this-weekend-is-starting-off-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108805693299470778</id><published>2004-06-23T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T23:02:12.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From earlier today at work: (Desert sabertooth) *holding up a large heavy red bad splattered with blood stains and smelling putrid from a large freezer box* "So is this what happened to your missing student Rich?" (My Advisor/Boss) *looking back at me with a slightly devious smile* "Heh, Yeah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well work today was rather messy. As you can see from above, the items I was moving for my boss from his old house was not the usual assortment you find in a large freezer box. Scootersoo keeps the typical items in hers: meats, Popsicles, and large other large food items that would not fit in a standard freezer inside the house. MY boss: a create of dead turtles, a frozen baby python, two eagles, a large tortoise, a squished jack rabbit, a dogs head (just the head!), and assortment of large and small bags of other creatures that have passed on in the name of science or nature. We threw everything in the back of the museums rickety van, paying no heed to the appostry (which was in good condition), and to the bewilderment and slight disgust to the new home owners that just bought my bosses old place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to make a rush before these critters  started to defrost which with the heat was easily being accomplished to our disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;The smell from the back was horrendous and was getting every where. After 40 minutes we finally reached the museum and unloaded our "spoils" and boy were they spoiling!&lt;br /&gt;After we were done I made sure I washed throughly because some of the bags started to leak. It took 10 hand washings and a shower after I got home to finally get the smell out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after grossing you all out, good news! 1. I may be going to LA for a research venture the 2nd week in July, 2. I now have two new large cat types to play with for my research project (includeing a very rare saber-tooth cat called Dinofelis), and 3. I"m making loads of money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and I have started training. He is starting off well and pretty much got rolling down in the basics format. Right now we are working on punches, kicks, rolls, and intro into stick fighting. Tomorrow we are training again after some window shopping down town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooo, my other job was long and hard and now I am tired from head to toe. Time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take care and come back for more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao meow =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108805693299470778?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108805693299470778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108805693299470778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108805693299470778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108805693299470778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/from-earlier-today-at-work-desert.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108762067663622995</id><published>2004-06-18T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T21:51:16.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"you aren't affraid of the dark, are you?"&lt;br /&gt;-Riddick, in The Chronicals of Riddick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I know I'm not one to qoute something from a movie unless it is to get a laugh or a smile at an approperate (or sometimes not approperate) time, but that line was so very cool.&lt;br /&gt;If you might of guess by now I saw the Chronicals of Riddick tonight with Blacwolf. The movie was fantastic, a classic example of sci-fi fantacy based on characters from a previous movie, which I now need to go rent or buy.&lt;br /&gt;Blacwolf is well, she was her usual quiet self. I was honored by her family when they asked me to help with the design for the headstone of her departed mother. I was very touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it has been sad that most of those who are close to me are scatterd to the four winds and/or busy with the typical summer lifestyle of most college students. That lifestyle tends to be that of work, more work, activities, family, and the such. &lt;br /&gt;So far my summer has been no different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawed gave me nice mention in her Blog and openly admitted that I was her new "boy toy" and that the pizza I made during my visit was "to die for". Words that made my heart go a flutter =^.^= &lt;br /&gt;I miss her dearly and she has been on my mind quite a bit. Thinking of her always brings a smile to my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see her again, but it won't be until near the end of the summer break when she has returned from her enagements and I from my work duties. But of course the best things in life are worth waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend is going to be a day of reorginization and cleaning of my den. I have boxes apon boxes of large size to sort through of scientific journals, short papers on critters of the past, and notes for research. Its a bit of a task and finding space for everything is the job itself. Luckily, a stash of magazine holders has been found which will be perfect for my project(s).&lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping to get in touch with Ty and see if he wants to go through the basics of Ninjitsu this Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Meow    =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108762067663622995?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108762067663622995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108762067663622995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108762067663622995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108762067663622995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/you-arent-affraid-of-dark-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108751983831741050</id><published>2004-06-17T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T17:50:38.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well check out this whole new look! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the talented and lovely Clawed, this cats domain feels a bit more like home.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much Clawed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not more tell you folks. Blacwolf and I are talking about going to see the chronicals of Riddick tomorrow evening and I'm thinking of snagging Ty, my protege, to do some training saturday afternoon if he is not busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when something more exciteing happens I'll let you all now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108751983831741050?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108751983831741050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108751983831741050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108751983831741050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108751983831741050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-check-out-this-whole-new-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108710891957942949</id><published>2004-06-12T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T23:41:59.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Its better to have a devious mind than to act apon devious thoughts".....&lt;br /&gt;a conversation between Desert Sabertooth and his mom while driving to Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello to you all who stop by once in awhile to see how I am doing. Well I am doing great! After a refreashing trip to see Scootersoo, Madclawed, and Duct Tape Fairy, I feel revived, renewed, and rewarded from that little adventure. The trip itself almost did not happend, thanks largely to a full bus from my home town to the main depot. Luckily, though the gracious kindness of my mother, I was able to catch the bus from the main terminal to the home town of the three lovely ladies mentioned above. Madclawed and Duct Tape Fairy met me at the drop off point (only after we both figured out the confusion of where the drop off point really is) and got to meet Koko Butt's Mom, who is a very great person in my opinion. After scootersoo showed up we all headed out to catch the new Harry Potter film, which was excellent, then home afterwords for dinner cooked by the Fairy's skilled hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was spent hanging out and reconnecting. I was chef that night and from what everyone has told me, it was a great success with my white pizza. It brought a smile to myself and made me happy I was once again with such good company and friends. The living arrangements was I was staying at Scootersoo's fantastic house, owned by her mom's mate, who makes a decent living as a chiropractor. With Scooter's mom and "dad's" obcession of the movie Tombstone and the old west I got to stay in the burlesque-like decore of the dubbed "whore room". A room top to bottom of satin, lace, and the color red. Needless to say it was a interesting sleeping arrangement indeed :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I returned home (sadden to leave my friends again, until the next visit)it was work as usual. The work as a scientific illustraitor keeps coming in. The current project is a series of drawings of a skull of a extinct species of a female pronghorn antelope. Next week my boss is off to LA to make casts of many specimens which I hope to get copies of for my personal collection. Also this past friday I sold the drawing I have been working on for a press confrence which is now going to be a exhibit piece for a display. So far its the highest paid piece of work I've done. The opening was fantastic and I was given honorable mention for my contribution to the exhibit. But that night was for my friend Sterling and his comrad who did the origional work to inspire the piece I did. My congrats to Sterling's successes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have work in two hours and the conversation I am having with Madclawed is lovely and enjoyable so I will go my seprate ways from my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108710891957942949?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108710891957942949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108710891957942949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108710891957942949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108710891957942949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-better-to-have-devious-mind-than_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108710891449445352</id><published>2004-06-12T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T23:41:54.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Its better to have a devious mind than to act apon devious thoughts".....&lt;br /&gt;a conversation between Desert Sabertooth and his mom while driving to Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello to you all who stop by once in awhile to see how I am doing. Well I am doing great! After a refreashing trip to see Scootersoo, Madclawed, and Duct Tape Fairy, I feel revived, renewed, and rewarded from that little adventure. The trip itself almost did not happend, thanks largely to a full bus from my home town to the main depot. Luckily, though the gracious kindness of my mother, I was able to catch the bus from the main terminal to the home town of the three lovely ladies mentioned above. Madclawed and Duct Tape Fairy met me at the drop off point (only after we both figured out the confusion of where the drop off point really is) and got to meet Koko Butt's Mom, who is a very great person in my opinion. After scootersoo showed up we all headed out to catch the new Harry Potter film, which was excellent, then home afterwords for dinner cooked by the Fairy's skilled hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was spent hanging out and reconnecting. I was chef that night and from what everyone has told me, it was a great success with my white pizza. It brought a smile to myself and made me happy I was once again with such good company and friends. The living arrangements was I was staying at Scootersoo's fantastic house, owned by her mom's mate, who makes a decent living as a chiropractor. With Scooter's mom and "dad's" obcession of the movie Tombstone and the old west I got to stay in the burlesque-like decore of the dubbed "whore room". A room top to bottom of satin, lace, and the color red. Needless to say it was a interesting sleeping arrangement indeed :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I returned home (sadden to leave my friends again, until the next visit)it was work as usual. The work as a scientific illustraitor keeps coming in. The current project is a series of drawings of a skull of a extinct species of a female pronghorn antelope. Next week my boss is off to LA to make casts of many specimens which I hope to get copies of for my personal collection. Also this past friday I sold the drawing I have been working on for a press confrence which is now going to be a exhibit piece for a display. So far its the highest paid piece of work I've done. The opening was fantastic and I was given honorable mention for my contribution to the exhibit. But that night was for my friend Sterling and his comrad who did the origional work to inspire the piece I did. My congrats to Sterling's successes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have work in two hours and the conversation I am having with Madclawed is lovely and enjoyable so I will go my seprate ways from my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108710891449445352?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108710891449445352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108710891449445352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108710891449445352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108710891449445352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-better-to-have-devious-mind-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108615423181709427</id><published>2004-06-01T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T22:30:31.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it seems with the passing of the month of May my lull of life has now turned for the better with the coming of a new month. So far this week alone I am to look forward to great company with good and dear friends, a baseball game, a movie premire, dinner, travel opertunities, and new buisness opertunities.&lt;br /&gt;I have completed the illustraition for a colleage and client for a press confrence later this month; I hope it meets his approval. Its a weird crocodile-like creature with a high ridged back and killer teeth. Neat stuff. I'm hoping to deliver it this saturday to the museum. My other jobs this summer has been paying well. I recived about a 30 doller bonus in my check this week for service needed the last couple of weeks and I'm now working on pretty facinating fossils at my other job. I've been shacked up drawing minature pronghorn antelope skull parts and other bones that I was needing a change. Now I am working on finishing the other carnivore material. So far completed drawing up the front leg of a very large "bone-crushing" dog and I am now finishing the bear fossils in the collection, includeing a lower jaw of a very rare species of specticaled bear ancestor, the first specimen of its kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week or so I've been feeling sort of lonely and left out. Most of my friends are scatterd to the wind. With the exception of the coming weekend and the past few days, I have not have had the social life that I now come to greatly enjoy. Also, my love life seems much more less. Being seperated from those I care for most,who are busy this summer,has kind of made me feel a bit empty and wanting. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;However the last couple of days, Scootersoo, Ty, Blacwolf and her family came over for dinner, then saw Shrek 2 with Ty and Scooter. I'm seeing them all at a baseball game tomorrow and thursday Ty, scooter, and I are looking for knives and swords downtown. This Friday I may be having dinner with Blacwolf. Saturday I may be going up to deliver my clients drawing in Mesa, and Sunday through Tuesday I'll be with Clawed, Duct Tape Fairy, and Scooter in their home town to see the new Potter movie. Life is getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my cool cats, a word of advice and a phrase to live by: Bad and sad things in life happen to make the good things that come along afterwords a hell of alot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With with a face of feline contentment I wish you all a fond fare well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108615423181709427?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108615423181709427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108615423181709427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108615423181709427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108615423181709427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-it-seems-with-passing-of-month-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108550931276285925</id><published>2004-05-25T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T11:21:52.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the saddest day for me. Bandit, our loving canine companion of 11 years had to be put to rest today. He has been slipping from us for about a week now and it hasn't been until the last couple of days he has progressed to a terminal stage. He has been the most loyal and kindest dog in our lives and we will truely miss him. I will never hear his jiggleing of his dog tags when he greeted us home nor have the "conversations" we had together ever again. &lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in 10 years I've cried. I've shedded tears, but never cried since the that time in my life I had my innocence lost. I did not cry when I lost two other memebers of our furry family, but I feel that Bandit held a piece of me that the lost of it over flowed my senses and broke what ever emotional bonds that held me back from expressing myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may never understand my emotion to the animals in this house hold. To me they are not some creatures we keep around for amusement or atmosphere. They are family with charaters all there own and show real emotions. Bandit had that. We knew when he was happy, sad, or uppset. His eyes were very expressive shade of brown with doggy eye brows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole summer is starting off on the wrong foot, with the lost of the mother of a dear and close friend, re-avaulation of my acedimic career, and now the most personal loss, whats next? Will this trend of tragity and emotional strain end? Am I being prepaired for something to come? Once again these questions are being asked again. For my own sake I hope what I have experianced so far is what I need what ever may lay ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108550931276285925?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108550931276285925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108550931276285925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108550931276285925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108550931276285925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-is-saddest-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108533055904445610</id><published>2004-05-23T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T09:42:39.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This by chance has been the longest weekend for me in awhile. Yesterday we laid to rest a dear and wonderful woman. The service was actually inspireing and light hearted as compaired to those I've been to that were somber and drab. The particular pastor of Blacwolf's church was enlightening and I can see why her family choose that particular congregation. Blacwolf sang beautifuly one last time for her mother. Also there for support was our dear friends Scootersoo, Duct Tape Fairy, and Clawed, who all came down from up north to pay their respects and offer support from our serogant campus family. I was happy to see them there.&lt;br /&gt;After the service, the precession to the cemetary, and the memorial lunch afterwards, I headed home to reflect and rest for the night ahead for work. And what a night! Everything that could go wrong at a newspaper company, went wrong. Lack of papers need to complete a route, bags that were faulty and clumsy to put papers in, carriers who could not do their job so my mother (who is a branch manager) and I had to finish correct and finish the job, and another route failing to be completed in time and we were called in to finish it. &lt;br /&gt;As I'm writting this I'm letting the caffeen high subside and my breakfast of a california pizza is roasting nicely in the oven. Later today should be lighter with Cema004 and I going to see a movie for his birthday which was yesterday. Congrats to him on his big 22!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this cat is tired and is now going to retire. Loads more happening later this week but that is another posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you cool cats keep chilled and I'll talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now! (saber-tooth kitty grins)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108533055904445610?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108533055904445610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108533055904445610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108533055904445610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108533055904445610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-by-chance-has-been-longest.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108475655872804807</id><published>2004-05-16T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T18:15:58.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"*yawn* what time is it? ", looks at clock, "oh, its 5:30 pm"  Lays back to bed. Closes eyes. Quickly opens eyes again! "5:30pm!"&lt;br /&gt;-Desert Sabertooth (15 minutes ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its summer again and waking up at 5:30 in the afternoon will be a normal occurance on Sunday. I had the last job of mine today (out of 3) which was to fold horendous amounts of newspapers, stuff them into bags, and place them in a cart. I folded something like 600 papers today in under 2 hours, the equivolant of folding three paper routes. Fun stuff. &lt;br /&gt;No really, I do enjoy folding paper after paper. There is a Zen qaulity to it of clearing your mind or being lost in your thoughts as you repeat steps of folding papers. It was one way I disaplined my self in the martial arts (hint to all my students).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other jobs. Tuesdays and Wednsdays are my fixed days of being a illustraitor for the International Wildlife Museum. However with the amount of work coming in this summer, I maybe working extra days. My job there is to draw the remains of ancient critters from the tiniest pronghorn antelope (which I probably now drawn almost every known horncore by now), to a very large camel, and just finished drawing the bones to the front paw of a bone crushing dog.&lt;br /&gt;The money is pretty good, I'm indoors over the summer, and my client is one of the leading animal osteologist and paleontologist in the country. I can't complain * saber-toothed kitty smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Also on wednsday, I am a dock assitant where I lay down "product" for the paper routes on Sunday, which on Sunday early in the morning I fold at 8 bucks an hour for both jobs. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that I'm signing up for calculus I. in July to meet my requirements for my degree. What joy and rapture! *gags* (sorry, hair ball).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the coming weekend will be rather somber. Saturday we lay the rest of Blacwolfs mom, who will be greatly missed. On top of that Cema 004 is having his birthday bash that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;The coming week, starting tomorrow, will be a time of finding myself, balance, friendship, love for another, exploration, creativity, remeberance, and meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I need to put on some human clothing and put a mammoth steak on th grill for dinner (breakfast by my internal clock).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love to you all. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108475655872804807?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108475655872804807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108475655872804807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108475655872804807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108475655872804807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/yawn-what-time-is-it-looks-at-clock-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108466341784028986</id><published>2004-05-15T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T16:23:37.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A sad day today. Blacwolf's mother passed away last night after battling cancer for three years now. From what I knew and experianced from her mother, she was a stong minded, caring, loving, and a beautiful soul. It is a lost to us that she has passed on but a sad relife that her suffering is now over and she now has peace in the great beyond where she can watch her family grow and move on knowing that she is in place where she is safe and happy to guide them.&lt;br /&gt;My love and sympathy is with Blacwolf's family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108466341784028986?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108466341784028986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108466341784028986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108466341784028986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108466341784028986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/sad-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108449353017147772</id><published>2004-05-13T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:12:10.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the summer is off and its off to a slow sad start. A close and dear friend is facing family issues where someone close is very very sick. I've tried to be by her side and comfort her as much as I can. I'm worried about both their health and well being. All that I can do now is hope and pray, which in all honesty, is something I do not do often.&lt;br /&gt;Also work has started and it will be lighter but more fullfiling than last summer. On top of all that I don't have to stay up all night taking care of whinny and sometimes discusting customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a small entry so stay tuned for a more indepth one later this week. Ciao for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108449353017147772?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108449353017147772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108449353017147772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108449353017147772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108449353017147772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-summer-is-off-and-its-off-to-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108424969738676453</id><published>2004-05-10T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T21:28:17.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The desert night warm my soul as I feel the wind against my bare skin. These nights of mine are long and full of thought as I ponder how the day will begin"&lt;br /&gt;- Desert Sabertooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been settleing in here at home and the tiger's den is now more inhabbitable  for the first time in almost a year. Much work is still needed this week and tomorrow is no accpetion. Laundry must be done and knick knacks put away in the various knooks and cranny's that is my room.&lt;br /&gt;I did get in contact with Blacwolf and CEMA 004 who is a old friend back in the days when this cat went by other names. Plans have been made to hook up with these two this week. With CEMA its the usual go for coffee, talk about our lives and the good old days, and then off to the pool hall for a few "light" rounds of taunts, bets, and showing off our skills with a pool que. Blacwolf and I are not sure what we will be doing though I think a movie is in the works.&lt;br /&gt;I start work offically next week but this wednsday I have a meeting with my boss to discuss a thesis I have been working on last semester that involves research I've been doing for almost 3 years now. However, when the talks are done I'm sure he wants me to begin work on illustraitions for him. The work I do for him I greatly enjoy but my only fear is that he may not have work for me the entire lenght of the summer, so I'm hoping to negotiate some sort of deal to stretch out work as far as can be done with out straining the projects or his budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108424969738676453?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108424969738676453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108424969738676453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108424969738676453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108424969738676453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/desert-night-warm-my-soul-as-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108404861676413690</id><published>2004-05-08T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T13:41:26.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH and one more thing! Keep your eyes out in June for some of my art work in a press on a press confrence about a strange ridged back crocodile from the Triassic of Arizona. :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108404861676413690?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108404861676413690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108404861676413690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108404861676413690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108404861676413690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/oh-and-one-more-thing-keep-your-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108404679754801119</id><published>2004-05-08T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T13:11:07.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am home in Tucson once again. Now is the time for reorginization of my room, placement of new memories on the wall, and getting ready for new adventures. Already I miss my friends and hope they are doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cat is ready for new adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108404679754801119?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108404679754801119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108404679754801119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108404679754801119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108404679754801119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-am-home-in-tucson-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108353676957163538</id><published>2004-05-02T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T15:30:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*one more test*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108353676957163538?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108353676957163538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108353676957163538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108353676957163538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108353676957163538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/one-more-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108353657607070329</id><published>2004-05-02T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T15:27:17.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Test Test. *tap tap on the mic*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108353657607070329?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108353657607070329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108353657607070329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108353657607070329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108353657607070329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/test-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</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-6882651.post-108353442003420147</id><published>2004-05-02T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T14:51:21.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the seed has been planted and my blog is born! Come back for when I finally get it up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882651-108353442003420147?l=desertsabertooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/feeds/108353442003420147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882651&amp;postID=108353442003420147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108353442003420147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882651/posts/default/108353442003420147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertsabertooh.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-seed-has-been-planted-and-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Desert Sabertooth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126663892209857700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
