<?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-7863291682843675573</id><updated>2012-01-11T15:23:09.224-07:00</updated><category term='poem'/><category term='pride'/><category term='to do'/><category term='suck'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='quote'/><category term='clean slate'/><category term='change'/><category term='personal manifesto'/><category term='advertising'/><category term='awesomeness'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='uncertainty'/><category term='service'/><category term='indecision'/><category term='understanding'/><category term='opportunity'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='booya'/><category term='somber'/><category term='charity'/><category term='excellence'/><category term='unfair'/><category term='frustration'/><category term='tithing'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='learning'/><category term='gross'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='humor'/><category term='future'/><category term='BBDO'/><category term='politics'/><category term='random'/><category term='stream of consciousness'/><category term='acronyms'/><category term='no regrets'/><category term='goals'/><category term='music'/><category term='improvement'/><category term='communication'/><category term='first'/><category term='faith'/><category term='rejection'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='I was right and you were wrong'/><category term='time'/><category term='life'/><category term='trials'/><category term='open for discussion'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='strength'/><category term='common sense'/><category term='religion'/><category term='risks'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='health'/><category term='nervous'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Anemone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2186556053003232525</id><published>2012-01-11T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:23:09.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tithing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>Tithing</title><summary type='text'>Money's been tight the past few weeks, not gonna lie. Here's my reinvigorated testimony of tithing:

Tried to pay it about a month ago, but forgot that the check I used was for an account I closed. Bounced, returned.

Then Christmas break happened, and there really wasn't anyone around to take my check anyway.

Time comes to pay it, and by this time it's a fairly substantial amount to pay all at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2186556053003232525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2012/01/tithing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2186556053003232525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2186556053003232525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2012/01/tithing.html' title='Tithing'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3100111707832992960</id><published>2011-11-20T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:37:41.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving message from a thankless place</title><summary type='text'>I know probably very few of you reading this will understand the circumstances this comes from, but it is a good message nonetheless. I'm just copying and pasting part of an email from someone close who has been dealt a rotten hand and is dealing with it in the most amazing and inspiring way I can think of:

"I've thought a lot about The Atonement and Repentance in comparison to the Criminal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3100111707832992960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-message-from-thankless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3100111707832992960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3100111707832992960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-message-from-thankless.html' title='Thanksgiving message from a thankless place'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6256365334701809209</id><published>2011-11-09T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:31:29.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debating</title><summary type='text'>Don't forget that just because you may be a better debater than someone doesn't mean you're right or that you have the only answer. If the person you're debating with didn't make the arguments they could have to defend their stance, it still means that those arguments exist and could have been made. They could have just as easily put you on the defensive.

That's what bugs me about politics. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6256365334701809209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/11/debating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6256365334701809209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6256365334701809209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/11/debating.html' title='Debating'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2914482011250329120</id><published>2011-10-29T02:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T02:02:54.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair color philosophy</title><summary type='text'>A hot blonde girl turns heads.
Frequency: fairly common

A hot brunette stops you in your tracks.
Frequency: uncommon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2914482011250329120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-hair-color-philosophy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2914482011250329120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2914482011250329120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-hair-color-philosophy.html' title='My hair color philosophy'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-8044431653786781731</id><published>2011-10-25T22:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:42:44.749-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><title type='text'>The Sound of Settling</title><summary type='text'>Our youth is fleeting,
Old age is just around the bend.
And I can't wait to go gray.

And I'll sit and wonder
Of every love that could've been
If I'd only thought of something charming to say.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8044431653786781731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/sound-of-settling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8044431653786781731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8044431653786781731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/sound-of-settling.html' title='The Sound of Settling'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5319877880001922004</id><published>2011-10-17T11:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:29:33.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New York City in 3 days</title><summary type='text'>I need to write down a list of the things we did while in New York this weekend before I forget them all. In fact my memory is so poor I'm sure I'm already missing things, but whatever.

In 3 days in NYC, we did/went to/ate at the following:


Times Square
Washington Square Park
Canal Street

Bought/did some shady shopping while there

Wall Street
Occupy Wall Street protests
9/11 Memorial
Bought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5319877880001922004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-york-city-in-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5319877880001922004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5319877880001922004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-york-city-in-3-days.html' title='New York City in 3 days'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-8421920202107676800</id><published>2011-10-17T10:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T10:33:20.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit</title><summary type='text'>Spirit airlines is bad.

Bags cost $38 to check and $40 to bring on the plane. (Personal items are free! Whoopee!)

The person in front of my at check-in didn't take his own bags to TSA screening (which everyone at La Guardia is supposed to do themselves), but when the employee who checked him in couldn't find the man to tell him to take his bags, he took them there for the man. Nice, right? His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8421920202107676800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8421920202107676800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8421920202107676800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/10/spirit.html' title='Spirit'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6512086351883917776</id><published>2011-07-08T01:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T01:46:55.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertainty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risks'/><title type='text'>Over-thinking</title><summary type='text'>I like the way wikipedia explains Occam's Razor as "a principle that generally recommends selecting the competing hypothesis that makes the fewest new assumptions."

But I naturally tend towards making a ton of new assumptions, and then reacting emotionally based on those new assumptions. When I don't have all the information, I assume the worst and react based on that assumption. Makes no sense.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6512086351883917776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/07/over-thinking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6512086351883917776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6512086351883917776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/07/over-thinking.html' title='Over-thinking'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1557118647291812482</id><published>2011-07-07T11:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T11:03:18.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><summary type='text'>Here's an interesting article about a study done at Stanford indicating that time spent on Facebook could contribute to people's sadness and depression. I guess we really don't want to know that other people are having more fun/being more successful than us out there, huh?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1557118647291812482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/07/facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1557118647291812482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1557118647291812482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/07/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5409855470576086868</id><published>2011-07-06T15:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:01:09.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times!</title><summary type='text'>Never gonna forget this crowd.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5409855470576086868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5409855470576086868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5409855470576086868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-times.html' title='Good times!'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yD9uUOuR8QY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6302918768149843630</id><published>2011-06-27T00:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T00:20:25.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If there's anything I learned tonight...</title><summary type='text'>It's that I need to follow my own advice!

Good grief. I frustrate myself. It's all in my best interest though :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6302918768149843630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-theres-anything-i-learned-tonight.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6302918768149843630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6302918768149843630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-theres-anything-i-learned-tonight.html' title='If there&apos;s anything I learned tonight...'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2937079455417503888</id><published>2011-06-21T01:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:45:17.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><summary type='text'>Ugh.

That is all. Sorry to be vague. I'll be fine, so don't even worry about it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2937079455417503888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2937079455417503888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2937079455417503888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6542699593645454913</id><published>2011-06-13T21:53:00.029-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T22:02:40.184-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertainty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Overwhelming</title><summary type='text'>My checklist of things to do before I leave for LaGuardia airport to fly back to Provo for the rest of summer:


Finish preparations for and give our Comms 381 group presentation
Write three 5-paragraph essays for my Comms 381 final
Finish up and fax in all my internship forms and do an exit interview for BBDO
Return a bunch of clothes for H&amp;M
Buy a new suit from a shop we found a few weeks ago
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6542699593645454913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/overwhelming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6542699593645454913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6542699593645454913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/overwhelming.html' title='Overwhelming'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3B74r878QHc/Tfbc2s2jnCI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ruGkn-S4OH8/s72-c/243249_10150629604550611_700140610_19115937_2618511_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2979713063479473573</id><published>2011-05-14T06:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T06:58:06.692-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBDO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acronyms'/><title type='text'>100</title><summary type='text'>This is my 100th blog post!

I was trying to think about what I would do to celebrate. I thought my post would be something thought-invoking and original, something that would entice a bunch of comments and spark a discussion.

Meh. I figured I would just talk about the past couple weeks in New York City.

Oh yeah, I moved to New York City.

Actually I'm not sure what to tell. I've been working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2979713063479473573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/05/100.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2979713063479473573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2979713063479473573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/05/100.html' title='100'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgmkHTzru-U/Tc5195xB5pI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kRZABUFuje4/s72-c/bbdo-logo_bigger.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4040817789168469027</id><published>2011-03-16T14:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:09:52.891-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Something to think about</title><summary type='text'>"Pride is a sin that can readily be seen in others but is rarely admitted in ourselves. Most of us consider pride to be a sin of those on the top, such as the rich and the learned, looking down at the rest of us. "There is, however, a far more common ailment among us—and that is pride from the bottom looking up. It is manifest in so many ways, such as faultfinding, gossiping, backbiting, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4040817789168469027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-to-think-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4040817789168469027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4040817789168469027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5262404424050823493</id><published>2011-02-03T01:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:57:31.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Everything's amazing, and no one's happy</title><summary type='text'>Besides being a kick-A comedy routine by Louis C.K. (which is funny because it's so true), this is a phrase that I wish I could less easily relate to.

Too often I hear people complaining about the bad parts of whatever situation they may be in, even when I know for a fact that they could be thinking about the good parts.

Do you hate the cold weather? Or do you love the chance to sit in front of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5262404424050823493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/02/everythings-amazing-and-no-ones-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5262404424050823493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5262404424050823493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/02/everythings-amazing-and-no-ones-happy.html' title='Everything&apos;s amazing, and no one&apos;s happy'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-813026904545992002</id><published>2011-01-27T10:03:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:47:03.455-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><title type='text'>Some thoughts on advertising</title><summary type='text'>It's funny to me to watch TV with older (50+ y/o) people, usually family members. Without fail, I will always hear someone say something along the lines of "when you get in advertising, you should make it so there are fewer commercials on TV! I just want to watch (insert program name here)." They're mostly joking, in that they know I have no control over that. But I bet that the first response </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/813026904545992002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-thoughts-on-advertising.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/813026904545992002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/813026904545992002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-thoughts-on-advertising.html' title='Some thoughts on advertising'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/owGykVbfgUE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3450041113787967792</id><published>2011-01-24T00:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T00:27:34.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The Eternal Everyday</title><summary type='text'>
O, one might reach heroic heightsBy one strong burst of power.He might endure the whitest lightsOf heaven for an hour;—.But harder is the daily drag,To smile at trials which fret and fag,And not to murmur—nor to lag.The test of greatness is the wayOne meets the eternal Everyday.
-Edmund Vance Cooke</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3450041113787967792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/01/eternal-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3450041113787967792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3450041113787967792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/01/eternal-everyday.html' title='The Eternal Everyday'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6361414505775818569</id><published>2011-01-01T02:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:05:30.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean slate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertainty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Twenty Eleven</title><summary type='text'>It's always a little strange the feeling I get when a new year rolls around. I always look back at the past year and look forward to the new year. Looking at the past year always makes me think of the good things that happened and (unfortunately) reminds me of the regrets I've had. Then those regrets lead me to making resolutions for the new year, as I am always simultaneously excited and scared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6361414505775818569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/01/twenty-eleven.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6361414505775818569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6361414505775818569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2011/01/twenty-eleven.html' title='Twenty Eleven'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1955516746833080599</id><published>2010-12-06T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T13:19:44.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><title type='text'>I think I've forgotten</title><summary type='text'>what it's like to like someone and be liked by that someone at the same time. Crap.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1955516746833080599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-think-ive-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1955516746833080599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1955516746833080599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-think-ive-forgotten.html' title='I think I&apos;ve forgotten'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5114064014753209447</id><published>2010-11-29T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T09:19:13.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it just hit me how much work I (1) didn't do over the Thanksgiving break that I was planning on doing, and (2) how much work that means I have to do this week to make sure I'm on top of things.

It'll feel so good to get it all done though, which is the only motivation I can find to actually get the work done.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5114064014753209447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-it-just-hit-me-how-much-work-i-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5114064014753209447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5114064014753209447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-it-just-hit-me-how-much-work-i-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2985857206908825593</id><published>2010-11-18T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T12:04:14.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homely</title><summary type='text'>Not in the "ugly" sense.

I didn't set foot outside my house until 6:50pm yesterday. And even then all I did was go to London Manor, about 100 feet away.

Oh the joys of being sick.

On a better note: tonight is the premiere of Harry Potter 7!! I seriously can't wait. We're also getting our piano tuned, finally! AND we're going down to Cedar City to pick up some sweet stuff for the house. Part of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2985857206908825593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/homely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2985857206908825593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2985857206908825593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/homely.html' title='Homely'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6468586605578670369</id><published>2010-11-13T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T01:14:15.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Gospel Doctrine</title><summary type='text'>I'm thinking maybe it's time I start going to the gospel doctrine classes at church instead of the relationships classes.
In this ward, it seems like every time I go to the relationships class, I just get frustrated with the attitude of the girls and even the teachers.
Every time it's the same thing: guys are the dumbest, least competent doofuses who have no idea what they're doing when it comes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6468586605578670369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/gospel-doctrine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6468586605578670369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6468586605578670369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/gospel-doctrine.html' title='Gospel Doctrine'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2790212551468548196</id><published>2010-11-11T00:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:50:15.287-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no regrets'/><title type='text'>Maud Muller</title><summary type='text'>You've probably heard the line Pres. Monson quotes a lot in conference:

"For of all sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are these: 'It might have been!'"

(Ugh, just reading that breaks my heart a little bit. How come it feels like I still have regrets for something not working out even when I did everything I could? Maybe it's not a regret, but just the thought of what might have been.)

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2790212551468548196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-blogging-drought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2790212551468548196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2790212551468548196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-blogging-drought.html' title='Maud Muller'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2578036762993126278</id><published>2010-11-08T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:21:07.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><summary type='text'>Here's something that came to me tonight:

Don't expect to be able to judge how romantically interested you are in someone by the time you've spent together platonically.

Maybe you disagree? Let me know your thoughts, cause I'm still thinking through it myself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2578036762993126278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/heres-something-that-came-to-me-tonight.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2578036762993126278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2578036762993126278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/11/heres-something-that-came-to-me-tonight.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1926619431539807687</id><published>2010-10-29T01:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T01:27:47.660-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stream of consciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>I don't even want to know</title><summary type='text'>I usually have this urge to know everything that's going on around me. It's so hard for me to hear other people having a conversation and not butt in and be all "wait, what are you talking about? INCLUDE ME! I WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING AND WHO YOU'RE TALKING TO AND I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING THAT YOU'RE DOING AND I DON'T WANT YOU TO ACT LIKE I'M BEING ANNOYING I JUST WANT YOU TO ANSWER ALL OF MY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1926619431539807687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dont-even-want-to-know.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1926619431539807687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1926619431539807687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dont-even-want-to-know.html' title='I don&apos;t even want to know'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3216056980564783519</id><published>2010-10-13T01:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:16:55.807-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risks'/><title type='text'>Peeing in the pool</title><summary type='text'>So I had a friend the other day give the analogy that dating within your ward was like peeing in a pool. I didn't agree.

Then I was about to write a blog post about how I didn't agree, until another friend helped me realize just how bad it can be. I guess because I haven't experienced the negative stuff that can happen, I didn't really understand.

Now I'm writing a blog post with the conclusion</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3216056980564783519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/peeing-in-pool.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3216056980564783519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3216056980564783519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/peeing-in-pool.html' title='Peeing in the pool'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7067084725003411382</id><published>2010-10-12T01:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T10:36:10.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><title type='text'>Strengths</title><summary type='text'>So I wrote a few days ago about being real and named a few of my weaknesses.

Now I kind of want to talk about a few of my strengths. This is not meant to boast, but I do think I would be ungrateful to only illustrate my weaknesses and none of the strengths I've been blessed with/been helped to develop over time.


Although I sometimes complain about it, it can come in very handy to be such a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7067084725003411382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-ten-regular-men-definitely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7067084725003411382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7067084725003411382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-ten-regular-men-definitely.html' title='Strengths'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2647506457710957526</id><published>2010-10-11T01:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T01:44:17.922-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><title type='text'>85 is a good number</title><summary type='text'>85 is a good number. It is the year I was born, AND this makes my 85th blog post. Just thought I would mention the milestone.

Oh, and the housewarming/ 10/10/10 party was fun!

And for only inviting people over the day of the actual housewarming event (minus a few people we told ahead of time) we had a great turnout! The party migrated from floor to floor and room to room, lots of cookies and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2647506457710957526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/housewarming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2647506457710957526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2647506457710957526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/housewarming.html' title='85 is a good number'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2652694113423237911</id><published>2010-10-10T01:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T01:46:23.479-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Self... Great day!</title><summary type='text'>Have any of you taken the Econ 110 class from Kearl? If so you probably understand the title of the blog.

Today was a great day! And not necessarily because I got so much stuff done, but because I did so much stuff.

That might not make sense. I wasn't necessarily super productive today, but I did a lot of fun stuff today.

And here's what I just learned on guitar (sorry it's an obnoxious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2652694113423237911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/self-great-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2652694113423237911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2652694113423237911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/self-great-day.html' title='Self... Great day!'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-698428207801716186</id><published>2010-10-08T01:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T01:42:38.454-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Perfection</title><summary type='text'>This blog post is definitely one of the best I've read in a very long time.


It says things in a way that I had thought about them but never actually said them myself. And now that I've read it I have so many thoughts about it floating around, that I doubt I'll be able to write them all and keep people's attention.


Here is my favorite part of the post:


"The cure [to the "perfection disease"]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/698428207801716186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/perfection.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/698428207801716186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/698428207801716186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/perfection.html' title='Perfection'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4421631421031390620</id><published>2010-10-05T02:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T02:37:57.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross'/><title type='text'>Why nice guys finish last</title><summary type='text'>I know you all probably have your own opinions on the topic. Here's mine. Of course this will include a lot of generalizations that may or may not apply to the reader, but honestly I don't care :) It also very much applies to everyone, guys and girls alike.

This also stems from things I've heard from a bunch of different sources, so this isn't new stuff by any means. Just a sad truth.

Here's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4421631421031390620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-nice-guys-finish-last.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4421631421031390620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4421631421031390620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-nice-guys-finish-last.html' title='Why nice guys finish last'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5998658410823495673</id><published>2010-10-01T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T23:11:33.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stream of consciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Last nights in NYC</title><summary type='text'>I don't even know where to start. Mostly because I don't really remember everything we did in the past few days. The last 2 days went by as quickly as the first two days went by slowly. Weird.

We crammed in a ton of agency visits, I remember that. Weiden + Kennedy, Droga 5, Grey, Saatchi &amp; Saatchi, and Ogilvy. I also went on... never mind I just realized that was Wednesday night and I already </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5998658410823495673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-nights-in-nyc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5998658410823495673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5998658410823495673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-nights-in-nyc.html' title='Last nights in NYC'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6685925384074588538</id><published>2010-09-30T00:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T00:01:31.693-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I was right and you were wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>Great Blog Post</title><summary type='text'>I'm not talking about my own. I'm not that self-absorbed.

You should all read this. It's about taking smart risks. I really like #1: Long-term regrets are usually about not taking more risks. I've heard this from more than one person older than me.

Today went by WAY faster than each of the past 2 days. It was still way fun though. I started by going to Central Park right by the Guggenheim and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6685925384074588538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6685925384074588538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6685925384074588538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-blog-post.html' title='Great Blog Post'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7676140411262910017</id><published>2010-09-28T22:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:43:09.088-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no regrets'/><title type='text'>I wish I could post pictures</title><summary type='text'>It'll be worth your time to read this whole post. I know it's long, but push through!

So usually I hate when people go to cool places where I don't get to go and then have tons of fun without me and get to do tons of cool stuff that I don't get to do.

As of about 3pm yesterday I was figuring that this wasn't going to be one of those trips. Then the after-3pm stuff happened.

Sorry, but I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7676140411262910017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wish-i-could-post-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7676140411262910017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7676140411262910017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wish-i-could-post-pictures.html' title='I wish I could post pictures'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6913244478756105535</id><published>2010-09-26T01:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:57:47.324-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Ughmath</title><summary type='text'>The title is in opposition of the YouTube channel "Yaymath," which has actually given me a great review of math principles I've forgotten over the years.

Speaking of math, I think that if you let f(x) = (1/x) = number of showers I took today, x being the amount of busyness/fun I had today, then:

lim x-&gt;infinity f(x) = 1/x = 0.

In other (real-people) words, I was so super busy/had so much fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6913244478756105535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/ughmath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6913244478756105535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6913244478756105535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/ughmath.html' title='Ughmath'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-9171350564677986530</id><published>2010-09-23T23:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T00:04:55.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>In my head</title><summary type='text'>These songs have been in my head for the past few weeks on a rotating, sporadic schedule. So I thought I would put them in your head too. :-)



Mel in our Dinner Group talked about a guy who was super persistent and because of it they ended up dating, but Justin's actions in this music video seem to border on rape... I guess it worked in the end though, right?


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/9171350564677986530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9171350564677986530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9171350564677986530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-my-head.html' title='In my head'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3063127383489678767</id><published>2010-09-15T00:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T00:53:38.363-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no regrets'/><title type='text'>No Regrets</title><summary type='text'>"I would rather regret the things that I have done than the things that I have not." - Lucille Ball
 "The only thing you live to regret are the risks you didn't take." - ?
I really wish I could remember who first told me about the concept of making decisions based on a "no regrets" principle.

It is a genius and terrifying idea. I'm going to try it.

Basic idea: make your more important decisions</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3063127383489678767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-regrets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3063127383489678767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3063127383489678767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-regrets.html' title='No Regrets'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2912022623845943712</id><published>2010-09-03T00:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T00:41:35.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Maybe I just don't have any thoughts?</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I go through spurts of blogging when I feel like I can be very analytical and smart about things. Then I don't type anything for a long time. Maybe I just don't have any worthwhile observations in those times?

Well here's a blog entry to break up the break from blogging.

If you haven't watched this family's vlog, you absolutely need to! Shaycarl is soooo funny and such a good guy, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2912022623845943712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-i-just-dont-have-any-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2912022623845943712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2912022623845943712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-i-just-dont-have-any-thoughts.html' title='Maybe I just don&apos;t have any thoughts?'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-670046191408375943</id><published>2010-08-07T09:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:52:19.628-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>I'm sorry, but...</title><summary type='text'>1. "Separation of church and state," I believe, is very much NOT the same thing as "separation of religion/religious values and The United States of America." Check your context and stop taking everything so literally, people.

2. Even if "separation of church and state" DID mean a separation of religious values and the U.S., it cannot be used as an argument against Prop 8!;If you want so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/670046191408375943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-sorry-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/670046191408375943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/670046191408375943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-sorry-but.html' title='I&apos;m sorry, but...'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5314396657463740937</id><published>2010-07-22T01:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:13:32.073-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>And I was doing so well!</title><summary type='text'>I went a few weeks saying the difficult "no thanks" to most fatty foods and sweets.

I've undone all of that in the past few days. My diet has consisted of pizza, tuna helper, burritos (Del Taco), a few servings of ice cream, and lots of empty carbs.

Once I'm confident my leg is healed enough to go without bandage, I will be back to running. I just need to go to the gym and do cardio there. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5314396657463740937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-i-was-doing-sooo-good.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5314396657463740937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5314396657463740937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-i-was-doing-sooo-good.html' title='And I was doing so well!'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6059153933956301291</id><published>2010-07-09T02:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T02:21:20.343-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>123</title><summary type='text'>I set up Google Analytics on my blog to track how many people actually  look at this. It's been interesting to see where people access my blog  from. (Indonesia, India, and Russia? Really?) Anyway since I set up the analytics site and it is telling me that since then there have been 123 people look at my blog. That's what prompted this post.

I can hardly believe how fast the past 2 1/2 years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6059153933956301291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/07/123.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6059153933956301291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6059153933956301291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/07/123.html' title='123'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1234693265241650817</id><published>2010-06-26T01:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:06:54.774-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excellence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><title type='text'>From a foreign computer</title><summary type='text'>I know many of you reading this may not be fans of Macs, but let me tell you a few things:

The computer (HP) I'm writing this from seems fairly new and already has an issue with the spacebar. I have to make sure to jam it down so that it actually produces a space.
Another PC laptop in our apartment is about a year and a half old, and the mouse button doesn't work very well. Actually, it works </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1234693265241650817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-foreign-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1234693265241650817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1234693265241650817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-foreign-computer.html' title='From a foreign computer'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3021678596534953759</id><published>2010-06-24T10:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T10:48:29.353-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>Priorities</title><summary type='text'>I had an interesting conversation with my mom a few weeks ago that has stuck with me. She was talking about how people often worry more and spend more time looking for their first job out of college than looking for a spouse.

How do you feel about that? It seems backwards as far as priorities goes, but I can't blame anyone for it being that way since finding a job fills a more immediate need. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3021678596534953759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/priorities.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3021678596534953759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3021678596534953759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4242218958533772282</id><published>2010-06-20T21:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:08:51.668-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>My childhood in videos</title><summary type='text'>Having just talked to my dad for Father's Day, spending time reminiscing about me when I was young, we got to talking about the movies/videos that I always watched when I was just a young'un. I remembered a lot of it, but some of it my dad reminded me of, and I just had to share it with someone.

So, thanks to the miracle that is YouTube, here is a summary of a number of my childhood memories. Oh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4242218958533772282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-childhood-in-videos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4242218958533772282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4242218958533772282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-childhood-in-videos.html' title='My childhood in videos'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3336688425394084042</id><published>2010-06-19T02:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T02:09:15.641-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><title type='text'>Why Soccer Sucks</title><summary type='text'>1. They don't review the plays. All this technology we have now, and they won't look to see what really happened. Instead, much of the outcome of the game relies on what the refs think they saw in the mass of players on the field. Here's my point illustrated:





Oh yeah, I forgot you can get called for a hand ball when it hits you in the cheek. That makes sense.

2. Soccer players are the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3336688425394084042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-soccer-sucks.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3336688425394084042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3336688425394084042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-soccer-sucks.html' title='Why Soccer Sucks'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1403921470304518973</id><published>2010-06-15T14:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T14:24:13.238-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I was right and you were wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross'/><title type='text'>Cheese is not mold!</title><summary type='text'>I know I already put this on my Facebook, but I just had to put it out there again.

I'm a bit of a mold-phobic. When I see any small amount of mold on anything, I'll just throw the whole thing away. This is most applicable to  breads and cheeses.

Then most people are like "Silly Bob, everybody knows cheese is just mold anyway!" At this point I always think, "I should look that up, because I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1403921470304518973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheese-is-not-mold.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1403921470304518973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1403921470304518973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheese-is-not-mold.html' title='Cheese is not mold!'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7041990632278930509</id><published>2010-06-07T02:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:23:22.821-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>I guess this weekend wasn't for resting</title><summary type='text'>Friday:Internship meeting from 12-1 as usual. Then I met with my mom in Murray to look at our auto insurance policy. Apparently my credit rating and driving record are so good that by switching our plan to put it under my name reduced our policy's premium from over $1500 every 6 months to $601 every 6 months! Ka-Ching (says my mom)!I get home just in time to leave for the Hot Springs in Spanish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7041990632278930509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-guess-this-weekend-wasnt-for-resting.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7041990632278930509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7041990632278930509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-guess-this-weekend-wasnt-for-resting.html' title='I guess this weekend wasn&apos;t for resting'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3425164884196907642</id><published>2010-06-02T15:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T15:58:23.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NorCal Trip</title><summary type='text'>
So this is what I think would be about the coolest thing we could ever do. It would be a lot of driving, but totally worth it and relatively cheap for how long the trip is.

Day 1: Drive from Provo to Coarsegold, CA, about 55 miles south of Yosemite Nat'l Park. Stay at roommate's grandparents house
Day 2: Yosemite Nat'l Park. Do whatever hikes people want to do, possibly including Half Dome. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3425164884196907642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/ca-trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3425164884196907642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3425164884196907642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/06/ca-trip.html' title='NorCal Trip'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/TAbTieoYarI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZgkedRJHqpI/s72-c/800px-GoldenGateBridge-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7445748953574841949</id><published>2010-05-31T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:54:42.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Conversion</title><summary type='text'>Keep in mind that a lot of this story deals with my mom, as she was baptized before I was.

In August of 1999 in Madison, WI my mom and I were in the middle of putting together a new gas grill and eating pizza when there was a knock at the door. I went to answer and there were two men in suits standing at the door who asked for my parents. My mom went to talk to them and invited them in.

--</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7445748953574841949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/conversion.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7445748953574841949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7445748953574841949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/conversion.html' title='Conversion'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/TARL33X5OWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ay3z-yoq-jM/s72-c/DSC00139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6192961757882830606</id><published>2010-05-29T23:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:12:18.716-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>I'm not a sugar daddy</title><summary type='text'>Starting tomorrow Kellie "the Bone" and I are going to refrain from eating anything with refined sugars in it for 5 days. I am positive this will turn out to be MUCH harder than I think. Pretty much anything that comes in a box will have sugar added to it, and I won't be able to eat it. I may end up starving tomorrow until I get a chance to go to the store on Monday to buy stuff I can actually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6192961757882830606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-sugar-daddy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6192961757882830606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6192961757882830606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-sugar-daddy.html' title='I&apos;m not a sugar daddy'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1719599744143538656</id><published>2010-05-26T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:54:19.406-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somber'/><title type='text'>Somber</title><summary type='text'> 
Somber: dark or dull in color or tone; gloomy.

I'm in one of those moods today. It's been like one of those constant, "everyone else is doing something either productive or fun, and I'm at home doing nothing productive nor fun." It got better once we had our intramural games in the evening, but seriously once I got back from my internship (I spent most of the time social bookmarking. Oh boy.) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1719599744143538656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/somber.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1719599744143538656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1719599744143538656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/somber.html' title='Somber'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5059952301817157000</id><published>2010-05-22T01:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T02:08:43.935-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stream of consciousness'/><title type='text'>I'm hungry</title><summary type='text'>Here's another exercise in stream of consciousness writing. It can be a good way to get thoughts out of my head and onto a place where I can read them. Unfortunately I can't really go back and change what I wrote because, well, that would completely defeat the purpose. (Except for spelling mistakes, since for whatever reason I temporarily forgot how to spell "purpose")I had my first tennis match </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5059952301817157000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5059952301817157000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5059952301817157000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-hungry.html' title='I&apos;m hungry'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-523816153510503010</id><published>2010-05-11T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:01:08.457-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Baffling</title><summary type='text'>I still haven't quite grasped the concept that a girl can actually like a guy. I still feel like they just put up with us because they're supposed to. I also haven't quite grasped that a girl can actually pursue a guy, as in show  signs of interest. Even when I receive those signs, I just call the girl outgoing and flirty and don't think twice about it.

Maybe I've just seen too many movies.

Or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/523816153510503010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/baffling.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/523816153510503010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/523816153510503010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/05/baffling.html' title='Baffling'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6170588583160794820</id><published>2010-04-29T21:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:08:53.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Signs</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6170588583160794820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/signs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6170588583160794820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6170588583160794820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/signs.html' title='Signs'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2643977990644023278</id><published>2010-04-28T17:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:23:49.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Efficiency Expert</title><summary type='text'>After some research last week and some more today, I found ways to save my mom about $500/month just in our insurance and phone plans. Booya! Maybe I should charge a small fee to people to help them save money or time doing things more efficiently. I'm pretty sure I've heard of people actually doing that. Anyone interested in my efficiency services? :-)

It's looking like I'm going to be spending</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2643977990644023278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/efficiency-expert.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2643977990644023278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2643977990644023278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/efficiency-expert.html' title='Efficiency Expert'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-3504572279877109935</id><published>2010-04-21T10:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T12:23:10.914-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><title type='text'>After today!</title><summary type='text'>Matt, this one's for you. Well actually just the title.

Four presentations and 2 books down. Just 1 1/2 more short (easy) essays and 225 papers to grade. At least that's what I keep telling myself. Really, even after I grade the papers I have to spend hours putting them all into excel and making sure everyone's grade is right, and ranking the speakers by how much the students liked them.

But I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3504572279877109935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3504572279877109935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/3504572279877109935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-today.html' title='After today!'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7561347530709434598</id><published>2010-04-19T00:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:37:28.167-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal manifesto'/><title type='text'>You should know something about me...</title><summary type='text'>I balance.
Not literally.
Well, sometimes literally.
Everything about me is balanced.
I’m neither right- nor left-winged.
I’m used to the cold. I’m used to the heat.
I was born in the east, now live in the west.
My last name starts at the end of the alphabet.
My first name starts near the beginning of the alphabet.

I don’t apologize for being neurotic about the details.
(After all, the details </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7561347530709434598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-should-know-something-about-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7561347530709434598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7561347530709434598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-should-know-something-about-me.html' title='You should know something about me...'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6485618526975589822</id><published>2010-04-18T01:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T01:48:00.189-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stream of consciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><title type='text'>There's no place like home</title><summary type='text'>I'm not entirely sure what I want to say, which is odd because most of the times I blog, I do it because I think of something I think is interesting, look around me to see that no one is around, so I tell everyone instead. (And of course by "everyone" I mean those (lucky?) few who actually read this.

So I don't deal with change very well. On my mission whenever I was moved to a new area I went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6485618526975589822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-no-place-like-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6485618526975589822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6485618526975589822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s no place like home'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4501255292973485003</id><published>2010-04-12T16:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:57:43.742-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross'/><title type='text'>Garbage</title><summary type='text'>So BYU's L'Oreal Brandstorm team went to good ol' NYC to blow away the other schools in the National L'Oreal Brandstorm competition.Unfortunately the world has gone to trash. The challenge: to create a new line of men's beauty product through Diesel. BYU's product line "Immortal" only got 2nd place to NYU's line "Foreplay." That's right, foreplay. It's a product that is basically a cologne/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4501255292973485003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/garbage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4501255292973485003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4501255292973485003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/garbage.html' title='Garbage'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-618960832842658941</id><published>2010-04-08T01:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T02:05:09.303-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><title type='text'>Why today was a good day</title><summary type='text'>I actually got a lot done in the time I was at school from 7:30am to 3:30pm. I gave the Sierra-West presentation (practice round 2) (wow, that was today? I guess technically it was yesterday, but it feels like 2 or 3 days ago already...). I worked a bit on the MTV account, we came up with a few rad ideas for the Boy Scouts account, then we spent another 2 1/2 hours working on our Sierra-West </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/618960832842658941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-today-was-good-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/618960832842658941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/618960832842658941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-today-was-good-day.html' title='Why today was a good day'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1982901995307010233</id><published>2010-04-06T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:54:36.483-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>'Nuff said</title><summary type='text'>"Man is the causer, though nearly always unconsciously, of his own circumstances and that whilst aiming at a good end, he is continually frustrating its accomplishment by encouraging thoughts and desires which cannot possibly harmonize with that end." - James Allen.

'Nuff said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1982901995307010233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/nuff-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1982901995307010233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1982901995307010233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/nuff-said.html' title='&apos;Nuff said'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-470653120244900983</id><published>2010-04-02T01:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T01:41:26.651-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>To-do List</title><summary type='text'>So I seriously have the worst memory of anyone I know. I'm not sure what  brings it on. Sometimes I feel like I'm very smart in some ways, and  very dumb in others, and when it comes to remembering things, I  definitely fall on the dumber side...

So I make lists. Except when I forget to. And then sometimes I forget to  look at the lists. 

Find housing for Fall/Winter of next year
Figure out my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/470653120244900983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-do-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/470653120244900983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/470653120244900983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-do-list.html' title='To-do List'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1297477699687966051</id><published>2010-01-20T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:43:48.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck'/><title type='text'>Unmotivation</title><summary type='text'>A quick note about the following: it is one of my least favorite things about myself, so I feel a bit vulnerable writing this.

I haven't felt as unmotivated in a long time as I do today. It's a constant battle I always seem to have to fight, but at some point or another, I always seem to have days where I'm just not motivated at all.

Things that propel my unmotivation:
Everyone else seems to be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1297477699687966051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/01/unmotivation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1297477699687966051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1297477699687966051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2010/01/unmotivation.html' title='Unmotivation'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7365361474082819513</id><published>2009-12-29T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:50:32.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><title type='text'>Yes, Dear, King of Queens, and Everybody Loves Raymond</title><summary type='text'>are the same shows!

Men are irresponsible, thoughtless,  lazy pacifists.

Women are controlling, nagging dictators.

There is no compromise, no serious discussion, very few kinds acts, way too much bickering.

Unfortunately, I think these shows are popular because too many people think it is "so true."

Some lines from the shows:

"What keeps me from cheating on you?"

"I will DIVORCE you."

I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7365361474082819513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-dear-king-of-queens-and-everybody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7365361474082819513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7365361474082819513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-dear-king-of-queens-and-everybody.html' title='Yes, Dear, King of Queens, and Everybody Loves Raymond'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2801778379364751736</id><published>2009-12-25T01:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:33:42.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common sense'/><title type='text'>My own (500) Days of Summer input</title><summary type='text'>Inspired by Virginia's post about this movie, I thought I would add my own random, probably poorly-thought-out thoughts.

I sincerely hope that when the narrator at the end was saying that Tom Hansen had learned that there was no such thing as fate and destiny, that he wasn't being sarcastic.

Okay, I take that back. What I should say is I'm disappointed that the narrator was being sarcastic when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2801778379364751736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-own-500-days-of-summer-input.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2801778379364751736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2801778379364751736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-own-500-days-of-summer-input.html' title='My own (500) Days of Summer input'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-58034176720013802</id><published>2009-12-07T23:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:56:20.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excellence'/><title type='text'>Things like this remind me how I'm not excellent at anything</title><summary type='text'>I mean, it's great that people can get so good at something. It renews my faith in people's persistence, even if it's in little things like yo-yo tricks.

But then I remember that although I'm pretty good at a lot of things, I'm not GREAT at anything!

I guess the easy way out is to say I'm great at being okay at a lot of things. But that doesn't count.

This is someone I know's brother. I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/58034176720013802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-like-this-remind-me-how-im-not.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/58034176720013802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/58034176720013802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-like-this-remind-me-how-im-not.html' title='Things like this remind me how I&apos;m not excellent at anything'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7993420703214214310</id><published>2009-11-30T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:59:34.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Rants</title><summary type='text'>It's probably not a good practice to not write in my blog for almost 3 months, and then have my first post in such a long time be complaining.

I was going to complain about how chick flicks make dating more difficult for guys, but I think I'll let Matt do that since I'm sure he can be much more elaborate than I.

I did, however, just catch myself up on the whole Max Hall controversy thing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7993420703214214310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/11/rants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7993420703214214310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7993420703214214310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/11/rants.html' title='Rants'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6528418045948595342</id><published>2009-09-06T17:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:42:57.143-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Ambiguity</title><summary type='text'>In my media law class our professor gave us an assignment to read a talk by Bruce C. Hafen, and said that it was a talk that changed his life. I'm always excited to find a great talk to read because I like seeing the way different people use experiences, language, and metaphors to put thoughts together in ways that I have never seen  before. Oftentimes I consider a talk "great" when the speaker </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6528418045948595342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/09/ambiguity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6528418045948595342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6528418045948595342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/09/ambiguity.html' title='Ambiguity'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1419639428680285278</id><published>2009-09-04T01:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:31:33.609-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><title type='text'>Honesty, anonymously</title><summary type='text'>Try saying that 3 times fast!

I have a friend (who is a girl) who just moved in to a new ward. (I'm not sure if she reads my blog or not, so if you know this is about you and you're upset that I know the following about you, I'm sorry! Please don't be mad!)

That being said, she told a guy friend of mine that she wanted to make a good impression on the guys in her new ward and was wondering what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1419639428680285278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/09/honesty-honestly-and-anonymously.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1419639428680285278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1419639428680285278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/09/honesty-honestly-and-anonymously.html' title='Honesty, anonymously'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-9208470649683492940</id><published>2009-08-28T08:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:27:18.786-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><title type='text'>August goals</title><summary type='text'> I think I like the picture at the beginning of the post. It adds feeling.

Alright, well a recap of my August goals:

Body - Improve my posture: I've done pretty well. I've been much more aware of how I hold myself, and have tried to straighten up (physically, not behaviorally). I can't tell how much it has helped, but I like to think I've start to make it a habit at least to notice my posture </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/9208470649683492940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-goals.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9208470649683492940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9208470649683492940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-goals.html' title='August goals'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SpfoUBHriXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/F4Zh5vkUVI4/s72-c/mountain.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2373416970642518003</id><published>2009-08-21T12:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:23:14.862-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open for discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>The Chase</title><summary type='text'>I just figured this out about myself... again: I like the chase a lot, but I don't care too much for the catch.

Similar to my roommate's recent post, I think  having what I want isn't what  makes me happy, it's the thrill of wanting something I don't have. Not necessarily something I can't have, but just something I don't have. And maybe it's not just me. Perhaps  this is the same reason why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2373416970642518003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/08/chase.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2373416970642518003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2373416970642518003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/08/chase.html' title='The Chase'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1834791345619063038</id><published>2009-08-04T00:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:46:41.062-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Driving adventures</title><summary type='text'>Between Monday, July 26 and Monday, August 3 I drove:

Provo to Cedar City: 206 miles
Las Vegas to Provo: 385 miles
Provo to Enoch: 206 miles
Enoch to Zion National Park and back: 131 miles
Enoch to Cedar Breaks and back: 65 miles
Cedar City to Las Vegas: 187 miles
Cedar City to Provo: 206 miles
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Subtotal: 1,386 miles

From Monday July 26 to Monday August</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1834791345619063038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving-adventures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1834791345619063038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1834791345619063038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving-adventures.html' title='Driving adventures'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1449331432639889752</id><published>2009-07-30T14:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:37:31.617-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>Body, Mind, Spirit, and Miscellaneous</title><summary type='text'>I made goals at the beginning this year. I'm not going to mention how well I'm doing at achieving them, but let it be known that I'm not failing at them all :-) Just most of them...

Anyway, I was thinking today about goals, and I realized that maybe a way to keep my goals on the top of my mind is to set goals each month instead of each year. (I can still set yearly goals, but maybe make my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1449331432639889752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/body-mind-spirit-and-miscellaneous.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1449331432639889752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1449331432639889752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/body-mind-spirit-and-miscellaneous.html' title='Body, Mind, Spirit, and Miscellaneous'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1587030100027482486</id><published>2009-07-25T00:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:50:58.776-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>Humor</title><summary type='text'>In reflecting on what it is that attracts me to certain people and not others, I think I've finally found that a good sense of humor is the personality trait for me that can make all the difference! What a great realization. I've always known it was important, but I was recently thinking about people I was initially attracted to, and then I lost interest in. I was wondering what it was about the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1587030100027482486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/humor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1587030100027482486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1587030100027482486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/humor.html' title='Humor'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4811458651247854700</id><published>2009-07-14T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:24:19.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>Men</title><summary type='text'>Randomly scrolling through the comments on a very good Zen Habits article I saw one of the girls commenting had a cute picture, so I clicked on it. (Sue me)

I've often found that when women write about men, they're usually venting some kind of emotion, and therefore say a lot of things they don't really mean, don't actually believe, or haven't quite thought all the way through. (Clearly this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4811458651247854700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/men.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4811458651247854700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4811458651247854700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/men.html' title='Men'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5869202915731697528</id><published>2009-07-12T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:13:01.959-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common sense'/><title type='text'>My own medicine</title><summary type='text'>In my dating life, I've always been turned off by the idea of competing for a girl. I've always thought that I should be able to woo someone I'm interested without having to be just a little bit better than someone else. I guess in my mind that means that she would like me for who I am, and not just because I'm the best option at the time. (Even though those two can go together... if that makes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5869202915731697528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-own-medicine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5869202915731697528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5869202915731697528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-own-medicine.html' title='My own medicine'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2956117136248878899</id><published>2009-07-10T11:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:23:33.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common sense'/><title type='text'>Own up</title><summary type='text'>So I was at Smith's the other day; one of those in-and-out deals where I have one item to go through self checkout and leave. Understand: I have had lots of fun standing in line waiting for a self-checkout machine watching other people try to use them. This particular time there was a man who had just one item also, and was trying to get through fast.

I can understand trying to get through fast.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2956117136248878899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/own-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2956117136248878899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2956117136248878899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/own-up.html' title='Own up'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5901265391461294121</id><published>2009-07-08T15:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:38:47.319-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indecision'/><title type='text'>This time it was calculated</title><summary type='text'>So I just got offered a job as a software tester for NextPage in Bluffdale. It pays $11/hour and has very flexible hours.

I turned it down. But this time my decision was calculated.

I have had a bad habit in the past of missing opportunities. This time I actually thought about my schedule and realized that taking this job in the Fall would mean I couldn't do anything in the Ad Lab. I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5901265391461294121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-time-it-was-calculated.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5901265391461294121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5901265391461294121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-time-it-was-calculated.html' title='This time it was calculated'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-2662144194836269954</id><published>2009-07-07T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:27:43.322-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Myself</title><summary type='text'>I want to be myself as much as I can, but sometimes I wonder if I even know who I am most of the time.

The conclusion I've come to is that who I am is always changing. I try to be easygoing, but sometimes I'm not. I try to go with the flow but sometimes I get stuck in my ways. I try to learn new things but sometimes I just get lazy. Maybe instead of seeing myself as always short of who I want to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2662144194836269954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/myself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2662144194836269954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/2662144194836269954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/07/myself.html' title='Myself'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7008907149945273083</id><published>2009-06-30T16:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:12:38.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause I'm kind of a health nut</title><summary type='text'>New! From the creators of Baconnaise comes the newest way to raise your blood sugar and renew your sense of illness. It's Bacon Salt!

Also, this is pretty good. Skip ahead of 2:10 if you're short on time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7008907149945273083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-im-kind-of-health-nut.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7008907149945273083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7008907149945273083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-im-kind-of-health-nut.html' title='&apos;Cause I&apos;m kind of a health nut'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7458584698991330360</id><published>2009-06-26T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:17:07.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><title type='text'>I did it!</title><summary type='text'>I just added labels to all my past blog posts. You know how when you've got nothing to do, you finally get around to doing those things you've always meant to do, but never had time? Yeah, that's what today has been. I was going to go running, but instead I updated my blog and blogger profile...

While I'm here, I had a thought when I went to the airport a few weeks ago. We were sitting in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7458584698991330360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7458584698991330360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7458584698991330360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-352567529471335433</id><published>2009-06-21T01:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:19:05.173-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Because we want to</title><summary type='text'>Why would people ever go out of their way to help someone else? We don't really gain anything tangible. In fact, I'd say people lose more tangibles by helping other people than they gain. So why do people help each other, lift each other up, and support people other than themselves?

Did you know there are people out there who check discussion forums religiously simply to answer any questions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/352567529471335433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-we-want-to.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/352567529471335433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/352567529471335433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-we-want-to.html' title='Because we want to'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-7230821554182190972</id><published>2009-06-12T00:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:41:04.766-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indecision'/><title type='text'>We're not as dumb as we want people to believe we are</title><summary type='text'>Every time I hear someone say something along the lines of "he/she is just so dense, they don't pick up on all the signals I've been sending," I think "what's probably happening is that he/she isn't interested in you and they chose the 'ignore the problem until it goes away' approach." Men are particularly good at doing this.

I think I do a pretty good job at picking up on signals. I often just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7230821554182190972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-not-as-dumb-as-we-want-people-to.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7230821554182190972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/7230821554182190972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-not-as-dumb-as-we-want-people-to.html' title='We&apos;re not as dumb as we want people to believe we are'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4176975778577361845</id><published>2009-06-10T00:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:49:34.223-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>I promise I'm happy</title><summary type='text'>So a good friend just helped me realize that my blog posts as of recent have been lonly-esque and a little bit in downersville. Then I realized that while Facebook has become a place for me to spread my happy moments and realizations, this blog has unfortunately taken the brunt of emotion and become a place to vent frustration.

How about this one: I was driving home two days ago and a song from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4176975778577361845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-promise-im-happy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4176975778577361845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4176975778577361845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-promise-im-happy.html' title='I promise I&apos;m happy'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-9037284433742794878</id><published>2009-06-08T01:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:09:47.202-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stream of consciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>I like stream of consciousness</title><summary type='text'>Maybe because it's later at night and I don't have the energy to organize my thoughts.

Why do we judge other people the way we do? I understand that we need to find ways to organize personalities and all primarily based on first impressions, but when we then close our minds to re-organizing and re-evaluating thins along the way, we cheat ourselves of the truth.

There was a girl in church today </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/9037284433742794878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-like-stream-of-consciousness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9037284433742794878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9037284433742794878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-like-stream-of-consciousness.html' title='I like stream of consciousness'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-189884372171888521</id><published>2009-06-03T11:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:49:27.969-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indecision'/><title type='text'>I am self destructive</title><summary type='text'>Why do I do some of the things I do? How come I wait for time-sensitive things until my opportunity has passed me by?

It's like when an opportunity comes to me, I subconsciously think "it'll be around for awhile, no need to rush into anything or hurry it up." Then, almost without fail, the chance goes away and I never see it again.

Just the other day I saw a job listing that I thought would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/189884372171888521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-self-destructive.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/189884372171888521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/189884372171888521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-self-destructive.html' title='I am self destructive'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-6398330709278910873</id><published>2009-05-29T14:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:48:28.799-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>I never write in my journal</title><summary type='text'>But I don't really think of my blog as a place to just let people know everything that's going on in my life. I guess I think of it more as a place to let people know what's going on in my head. I also guess that's probably more what a real journal should be, so maybe I'm back at square one?

I DO have a tennis tournament coming up in 3 hours, and I'm starting to get a little nervous.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6398330709278910873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never-write-in-my-journal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6398330709278910873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/6398330709278910873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never-write-in-my-journal.html' title='I never write in my journal'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-9094119040808656728</id><published>2009-05-22T10:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:47:55.644-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>A push towards the middle</title><summary type='text'>It's been too long since I've posted. Sorry. I don't know who I'm apologizing to, since I don't think anyone actually reads this...

So I've been watching a lot of The Daily Show with Jon Stewart (quite left-wing, but rational about it all) and The Colbert Report (also left-wing but pretends to be right-wing in order to maintain an agenda of sarcastic humor) in the past few months. I think it has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/9094119040808656728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/05/push-towards-middle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9094119040808656728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9094119040808656728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/05/push-towards-middle.html' title='A push towards the middle'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-5276220753996158689</id><published>2009-04-10T12:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:47:06.846-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>Fear</title><summary type='text'>So as I was brushing my teeth just now and thinking about how bad I am at drawing (as I so often do), my mind entertained an idea for all of about 2 seconds that I should take a 2-D drawing class at BYU. Then I dismissed it thinking "nah, I'd be so bad at that."

Then I started thinking about why I dismissed that thought so quickly. (Keep in mind all of this is happening within like 4 seconds. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5276220753996158689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/04/fear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5276220753996158689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/5276220753996158689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/04/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4704339832246007352</id><published>2009-03-24T14:21:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:46:08.458-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Hodgepodge</title><summary type='text'>So I started this little collection of random thoughts a few weeks ago, and just realized I haven't been adding much to it, so I thought I'd just finally post it.

Answers to my own questions:
Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? Isn't the answer right there in front of you? San Diego! (Yes, I know that's just her name, but play along...)

How often do I ever answer my own questions? During </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4704339832246007352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/hodgepodge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4704339832246007352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4704339832246007352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/hodgepodge.html' title='Hodgepodge'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4169233189637586270</id><published>2009-03-20T10:53:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:45:15.448-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>Too Dizzy</title><summary type='text'>I know that's not the right kind of "to."

So in one of my random Wikipedia-skipping adventures (you know, the ones where you go to look one thing up and end up reading about 20 different articles? It's sort of a brain-cell-strengthening version of surfing videos on YouTube since you actually feel more informed afterward...), I came across the Wikipedia article for Madonna. I had no idea she was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4169233189637586270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-dizzy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4169233189637586270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4169233189637586270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-dizzy.html' title='Too Dizzy'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4336026026145584001</id><published>2009-03-18T16:52:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:44:23.536-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>Should I stay or should I go?</title><summary type='text'>




Yes, please.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4336026026145584001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/should-i-stay-or-should-i-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4336026026145584001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4336026026145584001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/should-i-stay-or-should-i-go.html' title='Should I stay or should I go?'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/ScF84l7JZdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uenDeSqSEtY/s72-c/choices_part_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1950897482143231714</id><published>2009-02-11T23:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:04:29.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little grey cells</title><summary type='text'>I've wasted my fair share of time. Most notably when John broke his foot over the summer and we played Halo for hours on end, or when I got addicted to Desktop Tower Defense. None of my time wasting activities have actually made me feel dumber afterward though. Even spending time watching people's random videos on YouTube has usually been entertaining. Until today.It must've been the lure of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1950897482143231714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-grey-cells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1950897482143231714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1950897482143231714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-grey-cells.html' title='The little grey cells'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-9022287518103564493</id><published>2009-02-04T21:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:42:00.049-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booya'/><title type='text'>Case Closed</title><summary type='text'>Proven. (Click on the picture for one you can actually read)

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/9022287518103564493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/case-closed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9022287518103564493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/9022287518103564493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/case-closed.html' title='Case Closed'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SYpnKYSq3dI/AAAAAAAAABE/NNdNM7WcJiM/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-4896202106225248431</id><published>2009-02-03T13:43:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:41:09.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>In tolerance</title><summary type='text'>If you can think of what movie/TV show has a line about being so famous, you're IN famous (as a description of that infamous means) the you get 100 points and my respect, because I can't remember what it's from.

Anyway, my story begins as such: I was watching the Super Bowl and saw an awesome ad saying that Denny's will be giving out free breakfast to every American on Tuesday February 3rd. (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4896202106225248431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-tolerance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4896202106225248431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/4896202106225248431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-tolerance.html' title='In tolerance'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-8540702086477830085</id><published>2009-01-27T01:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:39:48.573-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>New day</title><summary type='text'>Each day is a victory,

Each week is a grand celebration,

Each month is a miracle.

Each year is another shot at something more.

I'm too tired to write much more tonight. People who can say "I struggle" are my heroes. I think a "gifted" person is often a misnomer for an "accomplished" or "practiced" person.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8540702086477830085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8540702086477830085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8540702086477830085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-day.html' title='New day'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-8233438119652548272</id><published>2009-01-20T09:17:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:39:12.158-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>Forward Thinking</title><summary type='text'>I tried to upload this a few days ago and it didn't work (on blogspot, that is. It worked on Facebook and Youtube.) So I figure I would just include the link to the Youtube version. Make sure to watch it in High Quality.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UT0F1vLd4ko</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8233438119652548272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/forward-thinking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8233438119652548272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/8233438119652548272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/forward-thinking.html' title='Forward Thinking'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1974401923648600445</id><published>2009-01-10T23:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:38:40.675-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><title type='text'>I'm tired, and I wanna go to bed</title><summary type='text'>"I had a little drink about an hour ago, and it went straight to my head." I can't help but think of "Jaws" every time I hear someone say "I wanna go to bed."

Anyway, this first YouTube video is long, but definitely most worth the time it takes to watch it. Revenge can be sweet.



And this one is perhaps even more unbelievable. Enjoy! I'm going to bed.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1974401923648600445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-tired-and-i-wanna-go-to-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1974401923648600445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1974401923648600445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-tired-and-i-wanna-go-to-bed.html' title='I&apos;m tired, and I wanna go to bed'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7863291682843675573.post-1120561681839340504</id><published>2009-01-01T14:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:15:01.200-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>Sands of time</title><summary type='text'>Besides being one of my favorite games for Xbox (Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time. If you haven't played it, you should), time really does pass by as if it were slipping through an hourglass. To me, each grain of sand falling to the bottom represents an opportunity. The opportunity will pass one way or another, no matter what I do, but the difference is whether or not I appreciate and take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1120561681839340504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/sands-of-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1120561681839340504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7863291682843675573/posts/default/1120561681839340504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobziroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/sands-of-time.html' title='Sands of time'/><author><name>Bob Z.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04115008891036407522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8D59Vr5QX3k/SkVPCAqEK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/OPknV-zLU9s/S220/DSC_0307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
