<?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-1599218619137039474</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:09:32.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599218619137039474.post-875206148444613741</id><published>2010-03-09T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:49:57.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing Suspenders</title><content type='html'>If you've never worn suspenders before, give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like the feeling of your pants staying up without any kind of constriction around your waist. It's like some beautiful magic trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-875206148444613741?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/875206148444613741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2010/03/wearing-suspenders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/875206148444613741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/875206148444613741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2010/03/wearing-suspenders.html' title='Wearing Suspenders'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8223571749738966917</id><published>2010-01-31T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:27:14.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making A Sandwich</title><content type='html'>When you're making a sandwich, and you want to put cheese on it, put the cheese in between layers of whatever else is on the sandwich, instead of on top. This way, the cheese doesn't get stuck to the roof of your mouth. You know what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8223571749738966917?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8223571749738966917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-sandwich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8223571749738966917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8223571749738966917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-sandwich.html' title='Making A Sandwich'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-7212178985483751732</id><published>2009-06-21T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:39:50.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading in the Bathroom</title><content type='html'>If you don't read stuff while you're in the bathroom, don't start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember wondering about why the hell people read stuff on the toilet, and why it seemed like such a massively popular social phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one day, I tried it. And now I can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read shampoo labels, I read the backs of toilet paper wrappers, I read the labels on towels, I could probably recite the list of ingredients in various types of hand soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's nothing to read, I kind of freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-7212178985483751732?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7212178985483751732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-in-bathroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7212178985483751732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7212178985483751732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-in-bathroom.html' title='Reading in the Bathroom'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-7388313339000287882</id><published>2009-03-05T17:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:38:42.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Ice Cube Trays More Fun</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, people hate when they take an ice cube tray out of the freezer and there's only a couple cubes in there. But this will make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at a mostly barren ice cube tray as a neglected refill opportunity. Look at it as an opportunity for one of nature's most fun and challenging games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your little twisty-twisty move to get the cube or cubes dislodged, then do your little tray-shake motion to make the cube(s) jump, and try to move the tray itself ever so slightly as to get the cube(s) to land perfectly in the adjacent slot(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can pull it off, it is one of the most satisfying feelings I can think of. And the more cubes the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't refilling a tray that still has one frozen cube left in it somehow seem like a waste of one ice cube? Like all the work it did getting frozen was in vain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-7388313339000287882?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7388313339000287882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-ice-cube-trays-more-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7388313339000287882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7388313339000287882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-ice-cube-trays-more-fun.html' title='Making Ice Cube Trays More Fun'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8596593629917323912</id><published>2009-02-19T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:30:37.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying Attention to Music and Cars</title><content type='html'>If you're driving in a car, listening to music, pay attention to the music and little bumps in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then, changes in the music go really well with bumps in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also pay attention to the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Cars'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-1895029227191318492</id><published>2009-02-19T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:27:08.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Rid of the Hiccups</title><content type='html'>Here's the best way to get rid of the hiccups:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just try all the different ways you've ever heard of to get rid of hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give 'em all a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very least, it's a good way to pass the time until those hiccups go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-1895029227191318492?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1895029227191318492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-rid-of-hiccups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1895029227191318492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1895029227191318492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-rid-of-hiccups.html' title='Getting Rid of the Hiccups'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8869527121625096111</id><published>2009-02-19T14:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:22:11.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to Small Items</title><content type='html'>If something small tips over and falls, or if someone tosses something small to someone and misses, like nail clippers, or a lighter, or a pen, or a bottle cap, listen closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it'll bounce off things in a good rhythm and sound like a little song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click-a-ting-ting-tock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8869527121625096111?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8869527121625096111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/02/listening-to-small-items.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8869527121625096111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8869527121625096111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/02/listening-to-small-items.html' title='Listening to Small Items'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-2536365741758964505</id><published>2009-02-18T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:48:52.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping On Something</title><content type='html'>If you're walking around your place at night without shoes or socks on, and you step on something that feels wet and disgusting, don't freak out right away- it's probably just a coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, cold pieces of metal feel wet and disgusting on your foot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-2536365741758964505?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2536365741758964505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/02/stepping-on-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2536365741758964505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2536365741758964505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/02/stepping-on-something.html' title='Stepping On Something'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-1884423803830584021</id><published>2009-01-16T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:27:25.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Objects Look Like People</title><content type='html'>If you have some sunglasses sitting around, and maybe an inanimate object or two, put the sunglasses on top of the object (or wrap them around it somewhere near the top). Then the object will seem like a person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works on mugs, bottles, jars, cans of shaving cream, even guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra fun, find as many pairs of sunglasses as you can, and put them on all the objects you can find, all facing you. Man is that good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-1884423803830584021?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1884423803830584021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-objects-look-like-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1884423803830584021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1884423803830584021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-objects-look-like-people.html' title='Making Objects Look Like People'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-2795941429274186385</id><published>2009-01-13T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:01:02.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking At A Specific Animal</title><content type='html'>Go to Google and do an image search to find photographs of a creature named the "Slender Loris."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really going to help you with your life, but man will you enjoy looking at that slender loris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-2795941429274186385?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599218619137039474.post-2742067465877953096</id><published>2009-01-13T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:05:37.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pronouncing Certain Words</title><content type='html'>Try this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pronounce the word "Janitor" or "Senator," but slightly changing the way you say the last bit, you can make them sound like funny Greek mythological figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theseus and the Janitaur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote an angry letter to my Senataur!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-2742067465877953096?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599218619137039474.post-3961095373775543387</id><published>2009-01-11T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:06:35.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing "Tetris"</title><content type='html'>Try playing Tetris on a computer with a "down" arrow that doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But if the human body has a muscle that controls patience, that's great exercise for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-3961095373775543387?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599218619137039474.post-2530129491319310732</id><published>2009-01-11T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:42:22.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Off Your Shoes</title><content type='html'>I know it's tempting to just skip the whole untying step, but it's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you can just put the toe of one of your feet against the heel of the other one, and pop the foot out without untying the shoe, and then, later, stick your foot back in there and wiggle it until the shoe is all the way on, I think it might be important to untie and then re-tie the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that wiggling subjects the shoe to more stress than it's accustomed. Take the extra time, your shoes will thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-2530129491319310732?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2530129491319310732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-off-your-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2530129491319310732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2530129491319310732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-off-your-shoes.html' title='Taking Off Your Shoes'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-2653379199867671079</id><published>2009-01-11T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:35:55.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking At People</title><content type='html'>Find a friend of yours (I suppose a random person will work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stare at them, looking at the point right above the bridge of the nose, directly between their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then say, "Hey, which one of your eyes do you think I'm looking at?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-2653379199867671079?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2653379199867671079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-at-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2653379199867671079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2653379199867671079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-at-people.html' title='Looking At People'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-5820787988952836978</id><published>2009-01-03T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:50:27.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing "Beat The Cat"</title><content type='html'>It's not what it sounds like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're all sitting around a table, and you have a deck of cards, and the cat jumps up on the table and sits down there, you should play this game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deal one card, face down, to each person. Then deal one to the cat. Flip the cat's card. Then, go around the table, flipping each of your cards. If the cat's card beats your card, you have to drink. If you beat the cat... then you get to feel good about that, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play as many hands as you can before the cat gets up and goes some place else (our record- two hands).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will really make you feel like the cat is almost a human for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-5820787988952836978?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5820787988952836978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/playing-beat-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5820787988952836978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5820787988952836978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/playing-beat-cat.html' title='Playing &quot;Beat The Cat&quot;'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8683863033192906568</id><published>2009-01-01T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:57:30.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Using The Internet To Entertain Yourself</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of fun things you can do on the internet. I found this one thing especially fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go to wikipedia and type in "animal sounds" you get a list of verbs in the English language that are used as representations for the sounds that various animals make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrets "Dook."&lt;br /&gt;Falcons "Chant."&lt;br /&gt;Humans "talk, laugh, scream, sing, whisper, moan, grunt, cry, hum, squeal, chant, whinney, and rap."&lt;br /&gt;Nightingales both "Pipe" and "Warble."&lt;br /&gt;Most other species of bird tend to "Scream," apparently. Even peacocks. I know, right?&lt;br /&gt;Walruses "Ort."&lt;br /&gt;And zebras "Click."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walruses "Ort" and zebras "Click"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They "Click"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to say "Ort" in a variety of ways. Not once did I sound like a walrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look further into that article and you can learn about something called "The Weasel War Dance." In rabbits, it's called "Binky." You can even find links to videos of small mammals performing this bizarre feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who sees the extremely ironic futility of trying to make a short list of the sounds that humans can make, using letters and words that humans invented to represent concepts and, yes, sounds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the real bit of advice. Look up "animal sounds" on wikipedia, and start clicking on what appear to be interestingly highlighted phrases. If you read the phrases that you'll find, that people have written, in the right mindset, you'll laugh so hard you won't be able to click another link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8683863033192906568?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8683863033192906568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/using-internet-to-entertain-yourself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8683863033192906568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8683863033192906568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/using-internet-to-entertain-yourself.html' title='Using The Internet To Entertain Yourself'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-814129183400239600</id><published>2009-01-01T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:21:27.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punching Harrison Ford</title><content type='html'>I have never seen a movie where someone punches Harrison Ford and gets away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If art imitates life, and you ever run into Harrison Ford, make sure you don't punch him. If you do, you'll either get shot or exploded or strangled or drowned or melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, why would anyone ever punch Harrison Ford? What a good dude he seems to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-814129183400239600?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/814129183400239600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/punching-harrison-ford.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/814129183400239600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/814129183400239600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/punching-harrison-ford.html' title='Punching Harrison Ford'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-5195825719468271918</id><published>2009-01-01T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:02:57.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petting Animals</title><content type='html'>If you're petting an animal, and you want to stop and go do something else, but the animal wants you to keep petting it, just do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop petting, and give the animal a couple pats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the universally recognized, inter-species signal for "Petting is done."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-5195825719468271918?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5195825719468271918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/petting-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5195825719468271918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5195825719468271918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2009/01/petting-animals.html' title='Petting Animals'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8598508655382790915</id><published>2008-12-30T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:34:34.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Quarters</title><content type='html'>This is the one piece of advice that I actually, and frequently, nearly constantly, give to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's good to have quarters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any time you see a quarter lying around, pick it up and put it in your pocket. It's good to have quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know when you're going to need some quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how I learned this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. I had a dream that I was finding quarters lying around, and I kept putting them in my pockets, and in the dream I kept saying to everyone, "It's good to have quarters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up that morning, I realized how true it was. I repeated it out loud to myself, and started collecting quarters in my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, I ran into a situation where I needed quarters. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I had some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have quarters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8598508655382790915?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8598508655382790915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/having-quarters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8598508655382790915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8598508655382790915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/having-quarters.html' title='Having Quarters'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-7156087107099957394</id><published>2008-12-30T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:10:46.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpet Skating</title><content type='html'>You'll need some supplies for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you'll need a house that has carpets. Then, you'll need two of those thin cardboard dividers they put into 30-racks of PBR. You could probably use something similar but less specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, put the little pieces of cardboard on the carpet, and put one foot on each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpet skates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-7156087107099957394?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7156087107099957394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/carpet-skating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7156087107099957394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7156087107099957394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/carpet-skating.html' title='Carpet Skating'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8032569505340028895</id><published>2008-12-30T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:33:54.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiping Stuff On Your Pants</title><content type='html'>You can get away with wiping most stuff on your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listen, don't waste your time trying it with phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save yourself the trouble and just get up to find a napkin or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phlegm is so viscous that it really just kind of keeps moving around on your pants when you rub it, and doesn't just disappear like you want it to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8032569505340028895?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8032569505340028895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/wiping-stuff-on-your-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8032569505340028895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8032569505340028895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/wiping-stuff-on-your-pants.html' title='Wiping Stuff On Your Pants'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-962149321684356789</id><published>2008-12-30T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:58:06.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging A Really Deep Hole</title><content type='html'>If the mood strikes you to go out in the woods and dig a really deep hole, just to see how deep of a hole you can dig, remember this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't start the hole on top of a hill. No matter how small the hill is. Dig it next to the hill. Preferably in the valley between two hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lower-lying areas have much deeper layers of easily diggable topsoil.  This is a result of naturally occurring processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The digging there will be much easier for much longer than it would be on top of the hill. Until you hit those rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll need the pick-axe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-962149321684356789?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/962149321684356789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/digging-really-deep-hole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/962149321684356789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/962149321684356789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/digging-really-deep-hole.html' title='Digging A Really Deep Hole'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-1288838910501513981</id><published>2008-12-29T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:59:37.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typing Your Own Last Name</title><content type='html'>You might think that you're so comfortable with your own last name that you can type it really quickly, without even thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be careful.  Sometimes you get a little too cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I accidentally type "Schnutt" instead of "Schnurr."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those letters are pretty close together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-1288838910501513981?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1288838910501513981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/typing-your-own-last-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1288838910501513981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1288838910501513981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/typing-your-own-last-name.html' title='Typing Your Own Last Name'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-4426849222489536089</id><published>2008-12-29T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:55:20.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographing Cats</title><content type='html'>Try if you want, but taking a photograph of a cat is nearly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true for mainly one big reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats are quick. Once you get that thing all focused in, it's off someplace else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that would be quick enough to take a photograph of a cat is another cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that raises more problems than solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs, first off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-4426849222489536089?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4426849222489536089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/photographing-cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4426849222489536089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4426849222489536089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/photographing-cats.html' title='Photographing Cats'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-1136429095657449631</id><published>2008-12-22T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:39:30.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting In The Back Seat</title><content type='html'>If you're in a car with two other people, and you're in the back seat, just sit in the middle and lean up into the front, between the seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then - BOOM - you're all in the front seat, all on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the front won't like it as much as you will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-1136429095657449631?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1136429095657449631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/riding-in-car-with-three-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1136429095657449631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1136429095657449631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/riding-in-car-with-three-people.html' title='Sitting In The Back Seat'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-4203004816323028136</id><published>2008-12-22T23:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:28:19.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Zombies (If You're In A Movie Where That Happens)</title><content type='html'>Don't bother fighting them;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way you can win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you ever seen one of those movies? Just imagine the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scale&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-4203004816323028136?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4203004816323028136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/fighting-zombies-if-youre-in-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4203004816323028136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4203004816323028136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/fighting-zombies-if-youre-in-movie.html' title='Fighting Zombies (If You&apos;re In A Movie Where That Happens)'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-7508052170446107202</id><published>2008-12-22T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:13:56.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching Movies On Television</title><content type='html'>Don't get angry when it goes back to commercial "right away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the way it is, and you need to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, think, "Hey, at least it didn't stop earlier than this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really help that much, but I still try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, if you're watching the movie and you really need to pee or get a new beer or something, hey, at least you don't have to wait as long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-7508052170446107202?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7508052170446107202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/watching-movies-on-television.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7508052170446107202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7508052170446107202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/watching-movies-on-television.html' title='Watching Movies On Television'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-5668281171680437474</id><published>2008-12-20T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:20:53.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Pizza Part 2</title><content type='html'>Don't pay attention to the "Bagel Bites" jingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of whether or not it's on a bagel, there's nothing preventing you from eating pizza any time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-5668281171680437474?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5668281171680437474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/eating-pizza-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5668281171680437474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5668281171680437474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/eating-pizza-part-2.html' title='Eating Pizza Part 2'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-1360313107730498681</id><published>2008-12-19T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:42:30.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming A Dentist</title><content type='html'>I know dentists are important, and I don't mean to offend people who want to become dentists, but don't try and become a dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What inspires people to do that? Why would anyone feel so passionately about tooth care as to spend years of their life at dental school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be one, and don't trust one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't get me started on dental hygienists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-1360313107730498681?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1360313107730498681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/becoming-dentist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1360313107730498681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1360313107730498681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/becoming-dentist.html' title='Becoming A Dentist'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-4350844394663328555</id><published>2008-12-18T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:59:33.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaving</title><content type='html'>I don't care if it works in the movies or if it worked in the past, but shaving or getting shaved with a straight razor seems way too risky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-4350844394663328555?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4350844394663328555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/shaving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4350844394663328555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4350844394663328555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/shaving.html' title='Shaving'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-6153480904820451286</id><published>2008-12-18T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:29:01.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching "Frantic"</title><content type='html'>If you have a DVD of the Harrison Ford film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frantic&lt;/span&gt;, watch it without the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works better if you've never seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But put it on mute and try to figure out what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is he so frantic? Why does he keep hitting his head on things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot you'll come up with will be better than the actual plot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-6153480904820451286?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/6153480904820451286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/watching-frantic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/6153480904820451286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/6153480904820451286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/watching-frantic.html' title='Watching &quot;Frantic&quot;'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-4119834183459552123</id><published>2008-12-18T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:53:13.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Your Hair Shorter</title><content type='html'>Don't pay money to have someone cut off parts of your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with a pair of scissors can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a scam that business is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-4119834183459552123?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4119834183459552123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-your-hair-shorter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4119834183459552123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4119834183459552123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-your-hair-shorter.html' title='Making Your Hair Shorter'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-1693942458200276848</id><published>2008-12-18T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:32:52.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Not To Look At Certain Things</title><content type='html'>There are a few things you shouldn't look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the only one I can remember is the drain of a public water fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never look at that drain. While your face is right down there next to the drain, and you're slurping that water up, there might be stuff on the grate of that drain that you don't want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most specifically, phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would spit phlegm into a water fountain? The ground is a much better place for phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avert your eyes, you'll enjoy the water a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, don't look inside a mass-produced chicken nugget after you first bite into it. You will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;want to take another bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll even wish you hadn't taken that first one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-1693942458200276848?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1693942458200276848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/remembering-not-to-look-at-certain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1693942458200276848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/1693942458200276848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/remembering-not-to-look-at-certain.html' title='Remembering Not To Look At Certain Things'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-7609271114940246877</id><published>2008-12-18T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:06:38.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping</title><content type='html'>This is a treasure-trove of advice. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt; bits of advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're sleeping, and you keep rearranging how you're laying, alternating between stretching your legs out straight and curling them up close, try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch one leg out straight and curl one in close. It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if it's really hot, and having the blanket over you is too hot but having it off is too cold, stick one leg out from under the blanket. It's a great balance. (This one tidbit of advice is from Steve Brevik).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I have another bit of advice about sleeping when it's too hot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip the pillow over. That underside is way cooler than the one your head has been heating up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only works for a little bit, though. That new side gets heated up pretty soon. Vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trove&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-7609271114940246877?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7609271114940246877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleeping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7609271114940246877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7609271114940246877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleeping.html' title='Sleeping'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-6872332074275563539</id><published>2008-12-18T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:39:58.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flushing Toilets</title><content type='html'>Remember this if you're using a toilet you haven't used before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're flushing it, continue to hold down the handle, just in case it's one of those toilets where you have to keep holding the handle down to make it flush all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it isn't, holding down the handle for a second is easier than waiting for the tank to refill completely with water before you try to flush it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, people who might be outside the bathroom won't hear it flush twice. If they hear that, they might assume weird things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bonus Information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Crapper did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;invent the flushing toilet, he merely improved upon an existing design. What he did invent, however, is what's called a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ballcock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-6872332074275563539?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/6872332074275563539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/flushing-toilets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/6872332074275563539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/6872332074275563539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/flushing-toilets.html' title='Flushing Toilets'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-3914084392936493288</id><published>2008-12-18T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:35:02.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting Stuff In Your Ear</title><content type='html'>A lot of people like to say, "Never put anything larger than your elbow in your ear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may roll off the tongue nicely, and it may sound wise, but don't bother listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're careful, you can get away with putting stuff in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be really careful.&lt;div 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Ear'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-4684658927948264838</id><published>2008-12-18T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:10:55.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving The House</title><content type='html'>Before you leave the house, go take a look at the stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at each of the dials, and say out loud, "Off, off, off, off, off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom used to do it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do it too now, and so should you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety is almost as good of a policy as honesty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-4684658927948264838?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4684658927948264838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/leaving-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4684658927948264838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/4684658927948264838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/leaving-house.html' title='Leaving The House'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-6446182954157697275</id><published>2008-12-18T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:58:35.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting On A Coat While Wearing A Sweatshirt</title><content type='html'>If you're wearing a sweatshirt, or a sweater, or a long-sleeved t-shirt, and you try to also put on a coat, you might find that the sleeves you already have on get caught up in the new sleeves as they go through the coat, and they get all bunched up and come to rest somewhere near your upper forearms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you should do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch the sleeves slightly so they extend just onto your palms, then curl your fingers around and grab onto the cuffs before you put the coat on. This way the sleeves stay fully extended throughout the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably already know this, and do it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't, then come on, man. I learned that trick when I was six years old. I remember the exact moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-6446182954157697275?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/6446182954157697275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/putting-on-coat-while-wearing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/6446182954157697275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/6446182954157697275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/putting-on-coat-while-wearing.html' title='Putting On A Coat While Wearing A Sweatshirt'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-2571850356879957382</id><published>2008-12-18T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:15:07.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Your Fingers</title><content type='html'>Try this one, it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a match or a cigarette lighter, and very, very quickly, put the flame up to the middle of one of your fingernails (be careful).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the skin under your fingernail feels that heat, it gives off a little sensation like it's saying, "Woah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory is that the nerve endings under a fingernail don't usually get to feel any of the sensations they're capable of feeling except for slight pressure sometimes. This way, when those nerve endings feel heat, man, it's like they're hitting their funny bone for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, this is a double-whammy of advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you burn your finger or hand or something, put it on the hair on your head really, really quickly. The hair dissipates the heat right away, and really helps it not hurt so much. I learned that from the internet, and it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing about doing this is remembering to instinctively put your hand to your head when you burn it instead of just going, "Ah!" and shaking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try the first one, you'll like it. Also, it will most likely give you a chance to try the second one, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-2571850356879957382?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2571850356879957382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/burning-your-fingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2571850356879957382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2571850356879957382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/burning-your-fingers.html' title='Burning Your Fingers'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8735478015360009706</id><published>2008-12-18T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:04:25.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Minesweeper</title><content type='html'>Minesweeper is a great game, but I have a better way to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it on "expert" and just keep clicking randomly. See how many clicks you can get before you hit a mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My record so far is eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you can just tell when you're on a roll. That's a feeling that makes all the times the second click is a mine well worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8735478015360009706?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8735478015360009706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-minesweeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8735478015360009706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8735478015360009706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-minesweeper.html' title='Playing Minesweeper'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8255486961223234871</id><published>2008-12-17T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:31:26.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciating Jeff Goldblum</title><content type='html'>A lot of people don't like Jeff Goldblum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I don't understand why either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But man, those people are missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to like Jeff Goldblum- you'll thank yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park? Come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/df/Jeff_Goldblum.jpg/452px-Jeff_Goldblum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8255486961223234871?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8255486961223234871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/appreciating-jeff-goldblum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8255486961223234871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8255486961223234871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/appreciating-jeff-goldblum.html' title='Appreciating Jeff Goldblum'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-7036582540681717716</id><published>2008-12-17T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:08:01.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting Fortune Cookies</title><content type='html'>Fortune cookies are delicious, but don't put any faith in what they claim to be your "lucky numbers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can, however, learn a lot from the "Speak Chinese!" portion of the fortune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-7036582540681717716?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7036582540681717716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/trusting-fortune-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7036582540681717716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7036582540681717716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/trusting-fortune-cookies.html' title='Trusting Fortune Cookies'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8738834314661481259</id><published>2008-12-17T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:57:32.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Pizza</title><content type='html'>When you eat pizza, it's okay to fold it down the middle and eat it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember not to do that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's good to enjoy a slice of pizza just in its regular, flat form. All the way to the crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat the crust, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8738834314661481259?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8738834314661481259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/eating-pizza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8738834314661481259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8738834314661481259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/eating-pizza.html' title='Eating Pizza'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-5231930035941484860</id><published>2008-12-16T23:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:13:14.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping</title><content type='html'>If you want people to think that you can jump much higher than you can actually jump, follow this advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you jump, bend your legs at the knees, bringing your feet close to your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, less discerning people who watch will see the increased distance between your feet and the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you go.  You jumped really high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-5231930035941484860?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5231930035941484860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/jumping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5231930035941484860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/5231930035941484860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/jumping.html' title='Jumping'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-5556866387820185762</id><published>2008-12-16T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:37:17.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Autumn Safely</title><content type='html'>Make sure you have enough leaves in the pile before you jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ground is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-5556866387820185762?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599218619137039474.post-286565788377639608</id><published>2008-12-16T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:24:24.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoiding Falling Down</title><content type='html'>If you find yourself starting to fall down, just remember to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sit down immediately&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, when you end up on the ground, you didn't fall- you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one more thing that sitting down is good for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-286565788377639608?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599218619137039474.post-114046711198584956</id><published>2008-12-16T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:16:13.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Gunk Out From Under Your Fingernails</title><content type='html'>If you have some gunk under your fingernails, don't waste time cleaning out each nail individually, just take a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it seems that every time I take a shower, that gunk is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-114046711198584956?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/114046711198584956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-gunk-out-from-under-your.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/114046711198584956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/114046711198584956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-gunk-out-from-under-your.html' title='Getting Gunk Out From Under Your Fingernails'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599218619137039474.post-3763803160282586027</id><published>2008-12-16T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:46:51.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching Movies</title><content type='html'>When you're done watching a movie, don't turn it off or leave the theater. Watch the credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes, people involved in making movies have funny, funny names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try saying them out loud to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, this is the best part of the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-3763803160282586027?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3763803160282586027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/watching-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/3763803160282586027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/3763803160282586027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/watching-movies.html' title='Watching Movies'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-7986504411986323048</id><published>2008-12-16T15:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:16:04.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertaining Cats</title><content type='html'>Don't spend money on toys for cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have enough fun as it is, just with stuff they find lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To them, a cat toy is just another thing they found lying around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-7986504411986323048?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7986504411986323048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/entertaining-cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7986504411986323048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/7986504411986323048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/entertaining-cats.html' title='Entertaining Cats'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-8222678509645897281</id><published>2008-12-16T14:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:55:50.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking Water</title><content type='html'>I have some good advice about drinking a glass of water. The next time you're in that situation, remember this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, take a regular sip. Then, lean your head really far to the right, and take a sip. Then, lean your head really far to the left. Take a sip. Next, lean your head really far forward and take a sip. Now, lean your head really far back and take a sip. Cap it off with another regular sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, the water hits all the sides of your throat. These are parts of your throat that usually don't get touched by water when you drink it. It feels great, and leaves your throat feeling cool and refreshed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-8222678509645897281?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8222678509645897281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/drinking-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8222678509645897281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/8222678509645897281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/drinking-water.html' title='Drinking Water'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-3457421606097256729</id><published>2008-12-16T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:10:18.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting New People</title><content type='html'>When you meet a new person, always act really happy to have met them. Shake their hand, look them in the eye, and maybe crack a little joke. Like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I ever tell you the joke about the cookie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah, forget it- It's crummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one always works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, try really hard to remember what they look like. Do this while you're shaking their hand. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stare&lt;/span&gt; at them. Try to associate their appearance with the appearance of an animal. Usually, the animal is a marsupial, or some kind of extinct predator. Now, release their  hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you meet them, go, "Aaaaaah..." While nodding your head, like you remember who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-3457421606097256729?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3457421606097256729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/meeting-new-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/3457421606097256729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/3457421606097256729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/meeting-new-people.html' title='Meeting New People'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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-1599218619137039474.post-2897325842351354926</id><published>2008-12-16T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:38:13.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appearing Confident</title><content type='html'>Making people like you is important, and the best way to do this is to appear confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you end up at someone's apartment, and as you walk in, there are a lot of people sitting around looking at you, there's one important thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Find a seat, and sit in it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right away&lt;/span&gt;. Even if it's the arm of a chair, just sit down. If you sit down right away, people will think, "Ah, who's this character? He seems &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are no seats, sit on the floor, in a convenient space, facing the on-going  conversation. This way, people will think, "Ah, this guy seems really comfortable in this situation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is no floor-space, lean against a wall. Cross your legs at the ankles if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only will it make you look more confident, it will make you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; more confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's nowhere to sit, and all the wall-space is already being leaned on, start dancing. There will invariably be music. If you dance to the music, regardless of whether or not you hate the music, people will think, "Man, look how laid back that guy is!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it. It will work.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1599218619137039474-2897325842351354926?l=schnurradvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2897325842351354926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/appearing-confident.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2897325842351354926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1599218619137039474/posts/default/2897325842351354926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schnurradvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/appearing-confident.html' title='Appearing Confident'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866323747385360645</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>
