<?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-21896700</id><updated>2011-05-03T20:16:20.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Insight to My Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21896700.post-114608163722188990</id><published>2006-04-26T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T15:00:37.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I am about</title><content type='html'>I dont want my name up in lights&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be heard on the mic&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for years to exploide&lt;br /&gt;Now my words are taking over the globe&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dont know how I come up with these rhymes&lt;br /&gt;It just like a light that goes on in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Pass me that pen I got to write down these lines&lt;br /&gt;The words I spit out are like an intricate design&lt;br /&gt;Its like everything I say is dope&lt;br /&gt;I get surprised with what comes out of my throat&lt;br /&gt;My style is different and delivery is hot&lt;br /&gt;I dont try rappin about summin I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a beamer and I'm flat broke&lt;br /&gt;But my raps will hit you like a stroke&lt;br /&gt;Remember the name I aint going no where&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to strap me twice to the chair&lt;br /&gt;I am spitting out fire with a beat in my head&lt;br /&gt;The words are so precise like a needle and thread&lt;br /&gt;I hit on point and say wat I feel&lt;br /&gt;I guess I think it will help me heal&lt;br /&gt;To my sister who got hit with a seizure....&lt;br /&gt;You supposed to be in a city of leizure&lt;br /&gt;Take a break and tan on Malibu Beach&lt;br /&gt;Law School is suckin you dry like a leech&lt;br /&gt;I'll be passing your way soon so be ready&lt;br /&gt;When I get there we gonna have a hay day&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I can spit right now&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back for another round&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-114608163722188990?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/114608163722188990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=114608163722188990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114608163722188990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114608163722188990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-what-i-am-about.html' title='This is what I am about'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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-21896700.post-114597750972023485</id><published>2006-04-25T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:05:09.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd rather die before I give up my throne&lt;br /&gt;I wear my crown sideways sportin the Texas Longhorn&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rapper with an Einstein IQ&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my rhyme I hope it speaks to you&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm showing love to my brother and my old man&lt;br /&gt;To my sister and my mom who all made me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to do some things that ain't never been done&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna walk through life, I think its better to run&lt;br /&gt;I pay the jeweler in cash I dont write no checks&lt;br /&gt;The chain I rock leaves no green marks on my neck&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hear the truth in my words&lt;br /&gt;Been silent to long my voice should be heard&lt;br /&gt;Life is short so I'll start living today&lt;br /&gt;Its full speed ahead I'll rest when I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;I'll live how I wanna live and buy what I wanna buy&lt;br /&gt;Do what I wanna do and try what I wanna try&lt;br /&gt;Fear nothing always taking chances&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid to fail, making advances&lt;br /&gt;So when I drive down the Grim Reaper Highway&lt;br /&gt;I'll have no regrets because I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how bright the lights get&lt;br /&gt;Listening to John Cena on my tape deck&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the new throwback of my man T.O.&lt;br /&gt;I rhyme so I good I should sign with the So-So&lt;br /&gt;I wanna forget about the money and benz&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna toast a cold one with my true friends&lt;br /&gt;To everyone I am running with down the road&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be in the chill mode&lt;br /&gt;Dont bring me no problems or baggage&lt;br /&gt;And definitly dont bother me when I'm watchin the Mavericks&lt;br /&gt;So now you could say I am fully focused&lt;br /&gt;No more messing around like I'm in the circus&lt;br /&gt;To the life that now lays ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;Its like basketball, the follow through is the key&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-114597750972023485?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/114597750972023485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=114597750972023485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114597750972023485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114597750972023485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/04/id-rather-die-before-i-give-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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-21896700.post-114533556716714555</id><published>2006-04-17T23:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:49:41.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhyme</title><content type='html'>I dont know nuttin bout popin the heat&lt;br /&gt;I dont know nuttin bout settlin no beef in the street&lt;br /&gt;I dont know nuttin bout baggin the grams&lt;br /&gt;All I know is about gettin them fans&lt;br /&gt;I dont know nuttin bout dro or hash&lt;br /&gt;Coke, dope, X, dust and crystal meth&lt;br /&gt;I'm just rapping to get me some cash&lt;br /&gt;Back up off me before I kick your ass&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why my charm is as big as your palm&lt;br /&gt;And why my diamond chain is as long as your arm&lt;br /&gt;I'm only 21 years wise and got words like these&lt;br /&gt;I can back up my words with my silver piece&lt;br /&gt;Try to hustle on my corner and you'll die tonight&lt;br /&gt;I can already hear your mama screamin why oh why&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get caught man, this you must learn&lt;br /&gt;I wont sit in that cage, that shit for the birds&lt;br /&gt;My rhymes are fresh and I aint from no hood&lt;br /&gt;I just listen to mom who said I can be all I could&lt;br /&gt;So I put my ear to the streets and rap what hear&lt;br /&gt;When I run across these G's I can smell their fear&lt;br /&gt;So give me my respect or dig your grave with my shovel&lt;br /&gt;Be like the women in my life who cause nuttin but trouble&lt;br /&gt;I'll pop you with ease son....its one two three&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time you'll think before you double cross me&lt;br /&gt;You better stay clear and dont cross my way&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else can pick up my album.....it will drop in May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-114533556716714555?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/114533556716714555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=114533556716714555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114533556716714555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114533556716714555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/04/rhyme.html' title='Rhyme'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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-21896700.post-114142368922254068</id><published>2006-03-03T16:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T16:08:09.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Norris</title><content type='html'>What can we say about Chuck Norris??? He was as baaaaaaddd man once upon a time. Here are some things to help you remember the Ass Kicking Delta Force Judo-Chopping Texas Ranger by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When a tsunami happens, it’s because Chuck Norris has been swimming laps in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;2. Chuck Norris poops light sabers.&lt;br /&gt;3. Chuck Norris clips his toenails with a chain saw. But he holds it backwards.&lt;br /&gt;4. Chuck Norris likes his coffee like he likes his women: ground up, packed in a burlap sack, and thrown over the back of a donkey.&lt;br /&gt;5. Why did the chicken cross the road? Because Chuck Norris threw it.&lt;br /&gt;6. Chuck Norris’s belly button is actually a power outlet.&lt;br /&gt;7. Camels have a hump because Chuck Norris needed a place to store his kills.&lt;br /&gt;8. Chuck Norris has a beautiful singing voice. Unfortunately, the sound of it would melt the average human brain.&lt;br /&gt;9. Chuck Norris has a pet kitten - every night for a snack.&lt;br /&gt;10. On his birthday, Chuck Norris blows out his candles by blinking.&lt;br /&gt;11. Outer space exists because it’s afraid to be on the same planet with Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;12. When Chuck Norris vomits, wealthy people scavenge it for food. Too bad for them Chuck Norris never vomits.&lt;br /&gt;13. If Chuck Norris were a ballet dancer, he’d strangle you gracefully with his tutu. And then himself.&lt;br /&gt;14. Chuck Norris graduated from school with a degree in Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;15. Our founding fathers originally decreed a strict separation between Chuck Norris and state. Chuck Norris eliminated them.&lt;br /&gt;16. The only thing Chuck Norris fears is Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;17. Chuck Norris uses staples as hair gel.&lt;br /&gt;18. Chuck Norris doesn’t wash his clothes, he disembowels them.&lt;br /&gt;19. Even Chuck Norris can’t believe nobody Chuck Norrised this guy a long time ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-114142368922254068?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/114142368922254068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=114142368922254068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114142368922254068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114142368922254068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/03/chuck-norris_03.html' title='Chuck Norris'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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-21896700.post-114041566965061361</id><published>2006-02-20T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:09:45.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book</title><content type='html'>So here is the deal......I have decided to write a book. I think it will be a good way to pass my free time and use my creative side for something productive. I am thinking of a book with an angle of a kid who grows up in the inner city and gets consumed by the whole hip-hop culture. He gets himself involved with the wrong crew and sees his life crumble before his eyes. Will he ever pull himself out of it or will it be the end of him......Order your copy now for 29.95 to see how the story ends....haha. In my new installment of "I wonder?" I ask for your opinion&lt;br /&gt;1. What should the title be?&lt;br /&gt;2. What should the main character's name be?&lt;br /&gt;3. In what city should this take place?&lt;br /&gt;4. Is this a type of book you think would sell?&lt;br /&gt;5. Should he live or die?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-114041566965061361?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/114041566965061361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=114041566965061361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114041566965061361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/114041566965061361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/02/book.html' title='Book'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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-21896700.post-113955292451757123</id><published>2006-02-10T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:28:44.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee</title><content type='html'>I just love me a lil coffee, if you call 12 cups a lil which is how much I am currently on right now. I just love having to study for Human Biology and Intro to Communication Sciences and Disorders. Some of these topics are what I like to call pretty comp-la-ma-cated. Being juiced on coffee does have its bonuses....I have thought of my second installment of "I wonder??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why is a semi-truck the biggest truck on the road?&lt;br /&gt;2. Why does the word Hispanic have the word panic in it?&lt;br /&gt;3. Why does Lunesta, a sleeping pill, list drowiness as a side effect....isnt that what its for?&lt;br /&gt;4. Why did I purchase my motor vehicle at a place called "Bogus" Ford?&lt;br /&gt;5. Why did Jesus tell the rich man to keep the commandments but tell the pharasees the   &lt;br /&gt;    commandments were not important when he healed on the sabaath day??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-113955292451757123?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/113955292451757123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=113955292451757123' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113955292451757123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113955292451757123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/02/coffee.html' title='Coffee'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21896700.post-113938186825686997</id><published>2006-02-08T00:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:57:48.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals.......</title><content type='html'>So here I am in the comfort of my own home allowing the world to have an insight to my mind. I have done some pretty strange things over the years and I know that it sometimes causes people to raise an eyebrow. What can I say, I like to live by the Vince Vaughn way of life via Dodgeball, "If you live with goals you might not reach them, but if you dont have any goals then you will never be disappointed. You will always be right where you expect to be." I just find that funny, because it is somewhat true. If you truly want something and dont get it, you feel disappointed like a kid on christmas who gets a pink bunny suit and not a red rider bb gun. If you dont have any expectations then you always out-do yourself because you never knew you could do whatever it is you just did. I just like surprising myself, and so far I am doing a good job...4 classes....4 tests.....4 A's= I AM SURPRISED. The key now is just to keep it up and finish the semester with the same grades..........ahhhhhh crap!!!!!! It looks like I just made a goal for myself after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-113938186825686997?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/113938186825686997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=113938186825686997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113938186825686997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113938186825686997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/02/goals.html' title='Goals.......'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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-21896700.post-113894698325787669</id><published>2006-02-02T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T00:09:43.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>As I lay awake in the heat of the nite&lt;br /&gt;I like to step back and analize my life&lt;br /&gt;The world aint the same when you look through these eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm surrounded by a world full of lies&lt;br /&gt;In his face and her face all I see is hate&lt;br /&gt;They look deep inside me as if to devisate&lt;br /&gt;My hopes and dreams and all that I wish for&lt;br /&gt;But that aint aight, I'll take off like an eagle in flight&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the world has shifted&lt;br /&gt;My weight has been lifted&lt;br /&gt;I control my destiny and none of these clowns&lt;br /&gt;I rest my hope in the man with the crown&lt;br /&gt;Made of thorns who died for me&lt;br /&gt;I can be myself now...thats all I wanted to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-113894698325787669?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/113894698325787669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=113894698325787669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113894698325787669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113894698325787669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/02/confusion_02.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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-21896700.post-113894105633268983</id><published>2006-02-02T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T22:30:56.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My First</title><content type='html'>So i just started this blog thing with hopes of keeping in touch with people. I hope I can use this to help me vent and ask some questions I seem to find generally weird. I would like to take this time and start my first... "I wonder?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who decided it was necessary to put brail on the ATM drive through?&lt;br /&gt;2. Why you have to buy the donut hole separately?&lt;br /&gt;3. Why is it more expensive to eat healthy?&lt;br /&gt;4. Who decided to charge for bottled water?&lt;br /&gt;5. Who actually framed Roger Rabbit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just a few things I like to wonder about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21896700-113894105633268983?l=jonalvarez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/feeds/113894105633268983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21896700&amp;postID=113894105633268983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113894105633268983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21896700/posts/default/113894105633268983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonalvarez.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-first.html' title='My First'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02372814276615220527</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></feed>
