<?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-8542670</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:43:21.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>texas cooking</title><subtitle type='html'>ramblings, musings, and sometimes a point</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-9133176595007766131</id><published>2011-06-30T18:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T18:24:15.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re:</title><summary type='text'>...You do not have to spend a ton of money to lose weight!  http://www.philippe-comoy.com/friends.page.php?nis=51x0</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/9133176595007766131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=9133176595007766131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/9133176595007766131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/9133176595007766131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2011/06/re.html' title='Re:'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-3099636937731778772</id><published>2010-05-18T21:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:29:16.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy as a Pig in Slop</title><summary type='text'>The thing about precious stones and metals is that they are buried deep within rocky places. Miles beneath the dirt, where most people go about their days, lay treasures untold. The same is true of eternal treasures. Sometimes you need to look beneath the surface of things to search out the treasure underneath. There is a verse in the gospel of Matthew that has always been difficult for me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/3099636937731778772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=3099636937731778772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/3099636937731778772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/3099636937731778772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-pearls-and-pigs.html' title='Happy as a Pig in Slop'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-236893951290517383</id><published>2009-11-23T18:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:19:52.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>always check your blind spot</title><summary type='text'>* the situations and characters in the below scenario are purely fictional and in no way represent me... errr.. i mean actual personsA certain person sits alone at a table in the church commons, working on his laptop. Everyone has cleared out and left him alone with his work. Suddenly, the Mexican food from lunch creates an intense pressure. a pressure that CANNOT be ignored. He does a mental </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/236893951290517383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=236893951290517383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/236893951290517383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/236893951290517383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-check-your-blind-spot.html' title='always check your blind spot'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-245202196984137311</id><published>2009-11-04T22:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:13:52.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>our fishbowl</title><summary type='text'>Palin is 2 years old. pretty impressive for a beta. Technically, she belongs to the girls but if ownership implies feeding and cleaning, I guess she belongs to me. I've heard from people who keep fish that betas are especially picky (read die easily) but Palin is anything but. We can't seem to kill this fish. And if you asked her, she would tell you that we try on a pretty regular basis.     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/245202196984137311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=245202196984137311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/245202196984137311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/245202196984137311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-fishbowl.html' title='our fishbowl'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-8007144527625029766</id><published>2009-06-29T23:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:26:26.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry God destroys all of humanity... just your average kid's story</title><summary type='text'>Going to preach for the first time in big church. To adults and everything. I've been told not to say any fart jokes or say "crap" while praying. I say to leave room for the Holy Spirit's prompting. What am I talking about? The time God said "to hell with it!" and flushed humanity down the drain. Nice. Amazing how pastor Dan managed to be conveniently out of town for this one. Just a coincidence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/8007144527625029766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=8007144527625029766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/8007144527625029766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/8007144527625029766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2009/06/angry-god-destroys-all-of-humanity-just.html' title='Angry God destroys all of humanity... just your average kid&apos;s story'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-113380839832669344</id><published>2005-12-05T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T12:46:38.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't care who ya are...</title><summary type='text'>driving home from church yesterday4 boys, about 11-12 years oldpull out in front of me on their skateboards.These guys are looking pretty coolThe one in back goes over a potholeskate board flies up in one directionboy flies up in the other. He lands squaw on his back rolls around a bitand starts to cry. I don't care who ya are - that's funny</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/113380839832669344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=113380839832669344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/113380839832669344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/113380839832669344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-care-who-ya-are.html' title='I don&apos;t care who ya are...'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-113191115063300557</id><published>2005-11-13T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T13:45:50.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a commentary on church</title><summary type='text'>(lyrics to She's So Blue by Frank Hart who among many other things leads worship at my church. It’s a stained glass worldAnd it doesn’t come cheapBut it didn’t cost her a nickelShe walked in right out off of the streetAnd she sat downAnd she looked aroundSome words are truthSome words are liesShe thinks knows the differenceBut look her right into the eyes of her façadeYou just can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/113191115063300557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=113191115063300557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/113191115063300557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/113191115063300557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/11/commentary-on-church.html' title='a commentary on church'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-113114638933626597</id><published>2005-11-04T17:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:19:49.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><summary type='text'>I love my life. It's not perfect and it seems to be mostly an uphill battle. just when you think you have reached a summit, you see a bigger, scarier part of the mountain waiting for you. still and yet, I love my life. Some of the most wonderful, genuine and witty people surround me and I can call them friends. Not only that I can call on them for anything and they will be there. My beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/113114638933626597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=113114638933626597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/113114638933626597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/113114638933626597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/11/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112922434566748933</id><published>2005-10-13T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T12:25:45.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGOD</title><summary type='text'>article on FOXNEWS about Christian Blogging and a Conference for Godbloggers. This was certainly the idea as I started blogging, to share my faith as I go through life. I feel like that has been tremendously lacking in my posts and just in general. I really want to change that and begin to live out my faith more at home, at work and here on my blog. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112922434566748933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112922434566748933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112922434566748933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112922434566748933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/10/bloggod.html' title='BLOGGOD'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112887116662277855</id><published>2005-10-09T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T10:19:30.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hire me to cheer for your team</title><summary type='text'>my services are now for sale. Apparently God has ordained all my teams to kick butt. The Longhorns. The Astros. The Spurs. Heck, even the Cowboys are getting their act together. Prices will be determined based on my loathing of your team. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112887116662277855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112887116662277855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112887116662277855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112887116662277855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/10/hire-me-to-cheer-for-your-team.html' title='Hire me to cheer for your team'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112837321555945753</id><published>2005-10-03T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:58:41.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams of a Chainsaw</title><summary type='text'>Alicia and I have finally been able to take in a hurricane evacuee like we had first set out to do. If you remember back, some entries ago, I mentioned that we were wanting to help out a single mom who was displaced to the hurricane and now we are doing just that! When Rita blew in and knocked out Beumont and Port Arthur, Myrtle (aka Mimi) had no place to stay and needed a home to refuge in. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112837321555945753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112837321555945753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112837321555945753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112837321555945753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreams-of-chainsaw.html' title='Dreams of a Chainsaw'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112811508993275963</id><published>2005-09-30T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T16:18:09.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway 90</title><summary type='text'>have you ever had TOO much to blog about? that's me right now. the whole hurricane and gridlock experience. getting back to work in the midst of a vacant town. work finally taking an upswing. taking on a cool part time job at crosspoint. i am pregnant with ideas and thoughts - rants and philosophical questions. but i am completely incapable of writing them all down. too much time to unjumble my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112811508993275963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112811508993275963&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112811508993275963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112811508993275963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/09/highway-90.html' title='Highway 90'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112717444437142690</id><published>2005-09-19T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T19:00:44.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>does it get any better than this?</title><summary type='text'>shooting skeet all day, taking a break to try my hand at bow hunting, talked about God and how to raise a family, drank Crown under a huge oak tree and stared up at a full Texas moon. Malin shot a shotgun for the very first and second time, she made new friends and gave me lots of hugs. life is good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112717444437142690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112717444437142690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112717444437142690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112717444437142690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/09/does-it-get-any-better-than-this.html' title='does it get any better than this?'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112682102366527518</id><published>2005-09-15T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T16:50:23.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You've come along way baby</title><summary type='text'>I think it takes a lot of guts for NARAL to use the term "baby" in any of their slogans. But I guess some people have no shame. Basically, 4-5 pharmacists have refused to sell the "morning after pill" to some women based on moral convictions and NARAL is having a cow over it. get it...NARAL... giving birth... you know, because they love abortion. Oh, is that tacky? I guess only conservatives </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112682102366527518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112682102366527518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112682102366527518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112682102366527518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/09/youve-come-along-way-baby.html' title='You&apos;ve come along way baby'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112611417801981402</id><published>2005-09-07T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:29:38.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rumination</title><summary type='text'>something strange has been taking place in the Maroney household as of late: I have actually been doing some thinking. Living here in Houston, puts us in the Katrina aftermath. Not as victims but as either participants or rubbernecks. A train wreck of humanity just exploded on Houston's doorstep and people have to decide how they are going to react to it. Similarly, in San Antonio and Baton </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112611417801981402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112611417801981402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112611417801981402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112611417801981402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/09/rumination.html' title='rumination'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112552641779708822</id><published>2005-08-31T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:13:37.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost not fair</title><summary type='text'>Fresh from their 2005 championship against the Pist-ons, the small market nobodies went and picked up Michael Finley. Doing so, they beat out Shaq who was personally handling the recruiting for the Heat, who were able to offer quite a bit more cha-ching. In the end though, Finley was more interested in the bling. Apparently, the poor deluded superstar thinks that the Spurs are set to grab their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112552641779708822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112552641779708822&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112552641779708822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112552641779708822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-almost-not-fair.html' title='It&apos;s almost not fair'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112533634816254499</id><published>2005-08-29T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T12:25:48.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is greatest? </title><summary type='text'>Have to give a shout out to my Boys in Big D! Especially now that we have some D! I was listening to the pre-game and the game on the radio Saturday night and there is nothing that makes me more agitated than having to sit through Houston's whiney-cry baby, excuse making, slandering homer announcers on 610. I know the announcers in San Antonio were way biased for the Spurs but these guys </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112533634816254499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112533634816254499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112533634816254499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112533634816254499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-is-greatest.html' title='What is greatest? '/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112473153871653614</id><published>2005-08-22T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T13:28:56.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>write it out</title><summary type='text'>I remember as a kid my family went up to see Uncle Richard in Dallas. Growing up, my family rarely went on vacations where tents weren't involved and Coleman stoves didn't heat our meals. But our Dallas visit was different. Uncle Richard had a huge, fancy house with a gigantaur pool. This was back when pools were the absolute end-all, be-all of childhood existence. My sister and I played and swam</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112473153871653614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112473153871653614&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112473153871653614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112473153871653614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/write-it-out.html' title='write it out'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112455213879376794</id><published>2005-08-20T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:35:38.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new kid in town</title><summary type='text'>check out Matt and Lisa's new site. Pretty Ava Elise...glad she takes after her mom</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112455213879376794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112455213879376794&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112455213879376794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112455213879376794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-kid-in-town.html' title='new kid in town'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112439133684614464</id><published>2005-08-18T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T13:55:36.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life cycle</title><summary type='text'>experienced death and life yesterday. I was able to witness a beautiful new baby being baptized by her daddy, mom fighting back tears watching on. both of them committing their lives and the life of their new child to God. As Alicia and I looked on we committed ourselves to this child and to helping her grow in faith. Watching a miracle take place and so much love focused on such a small, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112439133684614464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112439133684614464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112439133684614464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112439133684614464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-cycle.html' title='life cycle'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112377776429212423</id><published>2005-08-11T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T11:41:35.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my wife made me write this</title><summary type='text'>I think it's funny to do a search on your own name and see who the other people are that share your name. What they look like and what they do. it's a way to size yourself up and see how you're doing in life. So when I found the blondheaded cheeseball in the picture on the right, I had to paste him up there. 411: he's a car salesman in Canada and his brother works at the same dealership. His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112377776429212423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112377776429212423&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112377776429212423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112377776429212423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-wife-made-me-write-this.html' title='my wife made me write this'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112360650190188901</id><published>2005-08-09T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T11:55:01.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>passmore capacitor</title><summary type='text'>when you join a church, you always hear "the best way to get to know people is to get involved, start helping out". heck, I've even said it. while it did ring true, it always had more of a "we need volunteers and new people are willing to take the crappy jobs" kinda feel to it. but last night, while working on the set of the new series "Parenting in the Chocolate Factory" it struck me that this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112360650190188901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112360650190188901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112360650190188901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112360650190188901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/passmore-capacitor.html' title='passmore capacitor'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112317933453076712</id><published>2005-08-04T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T13:15:34.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>destiny's child</title><summary type='text'>interesting how life makes it's twists and turns, exactly when you think you have everything figured out, another twist shows up in the road you are on. Strangely, the norm for our path has become change and movement, while permanence and roots have become very forgeign. Although I am a very "flow with the Schmo" person, I also lived in 1 house from birth to age 21. I knew my neighborhood and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112317933453076712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112317933453076712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112317933453076712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112317933453076712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/08/destinys-child.html' title='destiny&apos;s child'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112239376552808813</id><published>2005-07-26T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T11:02:45.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a tale of 2 daddies</title><summary type='text'>we're smack in the middle of VBS in Katy, Texas. Alicia is in charge of games (not just the usual psychological games she plays) and I run herd on the volunteers. I love VBS. I love the panic and confusion of Monday and the well-oiled machine hum of Friday. I love bringing order out of chaos and giving direction to the lost. Although I am not naturally a high energy person, I do enjoy reaching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112239376552808813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112239376552808813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112239376552808813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112239376552808813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/07/tale-of-2-daddies.html' title='a tale of 2 daddies'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112196660038724263</id><published>2005-07-21T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T12:23:20.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Lose</title><summary type='text'>This last week I've been playing a lot of different games with friends (i.e. Settlers of Cattan, Farkle, Cards) I freakin' can't lose. I was winning like I was paid to do it. like it was my job. Since the majority of those wins were against some new friends of ours, Alicia keeps telling me that I needed to lose a couple or Matt and Lisa wouldn't be our friends anymore. So last night I split our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112196660038724263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112196660038724263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112196660038724263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112196660038724263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/07/cant-lose.html' title='Can&apos;t Lose'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112178595459643567</id><published>2005-07-19T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T10:15:16.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lower Elements Police RECON Sighting</title><summary type='text'>Apparently colder temperatures affect how the brain functions and limits all logic and reason. You gotta read this article about Icelanders and their quirky elf sightings. Where is Artemis Fowl when you need him?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112178595459643567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112178595459643567&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112178595459643567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112178595459643567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/07/lower-elements-police-recon-sighting.html' title='Lower Elements Police RECON Sighting'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112152332929623755</id><published>2005-07-16T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T09:15:29.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>naivete</title><summary type='text'>With my forray into the secular world, from safe within the confines of churchdom, the biggest shock is the amount of infidelity. Getting to know co-workers in both jobs has been a little too enlightening. I guess I was pretty naive. huh. me being naive. who would've thunk?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112152332929623755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112152332929623755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112152332929623755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112152332929623755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/07/naivete.html' title='naivete'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112144685993690166</id><published>2005-07-15T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:00:59.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some time around midnight</title><summary type='text'>This is my quandry: I get off work around midnight tonight and Alicia and I are scheduled to do our turn at the prayer vigil from 1 to 2 am. Now, is it better to try and buy my copy of the newest Harry Potter before or after the prayer vigil? Of course I'm just joking. There's no way I could grab a copy in that short of time. the lines would be way too long. My take on Senor Harry is that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112144685993690166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112144685993690166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112144685993690166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112144685993690166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-time-around-midnight.html' title='some time around midnight'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112137683984574278</id><published>2005-07-14T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T16:33:59.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what do we do now?</title><summary type='text'>we have entered the dead zone. when the best thing on tv is a movie on ABC Family that has been out for 5 years...you know that you have gone through the time space continuum into another dimension, one that has neither football, nor basketball to watch and as if it couldn't get any worse, baseball doesn't get exciting until the fall and what does that leave us with? reading Dave Campbell and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112137683984574278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112137683984574278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112137683984574278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112137683984574278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-do-we-do-now.html' title='what do we do now?'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-112113227799057855</id><published>2005-07-11T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T20:37:57.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>miss me</title><summary type='text'>life has been too real lately. work has been too much of...well too much work. sleep has been few and far between and stress: overly abundant. I think back to my youth ministry days when I would feel overwhelmed or (laughing) overworked and...wow. how life changes when your paycheck depends directly on your activity, your hustle, YOUR results. going from work to sleep to work and then have the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/112113227799057855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=112113227799057855&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112113227799057855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/112113227799057855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/07/miss-me.html' title='miss me'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111869999716322559</id><published>2005-06-13T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T16:59:57.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to grackel or not to grackel</title><summary type='text'>driving home from church yesterday and a grackel flies right into the road in front of our car and dies. Check that. before even the impact with the road, the aforementioned grackel was in fact dead. It hits and rolls - dead as old grandma. Instinctively, I swerve to miss the recently deceased and watch as it is flattened underneath the tires of the Lumina behind me. Winner for most random </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111869999716322559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111869999716322559&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111869999716322559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111869999716322559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-grackel-or-not-to-grackel.html' title='to grackel or not to grackel'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111843529640527160</id><published>2005-06-10T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T15:28:16.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the little people</title><summary type='text'>I have found a common thread for my week and it is little people. By that I don't mean inconsequential or unimportant person, but instead those who are otherwise referred to as dwarfs or midgets. please excuse my un-pc-ness. started off by getting a $9 tip from a guy named Shorty (who was) and then my TV gets over-run by little people. And no it was not another Wizard of Oz/Mini Me Marathon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111843529640527160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111843529640527160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111843529640527160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111843529640527160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/06/little-people.html' title='the little people'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111773332977627333</id><published>2005-06-02T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:28:49.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and can i have the change?</title><summary type='text'>Saturday night taking pizza to this lady, it's a $21.23 bill. when I get there she is outside smoking and runs inside to get her money. she shows back up at the door and hands me a twenty dollar bill, a one dollar bill and a quarter. She then asks "and can I have the change?" Later that night, around 11:30, I'm taking a $50 order to a house full of drunks. They guy who ordered only has a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111773332977627333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111773332977627333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111773332977627333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111773332977627333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-can-i-have-change.html' title='and can i have the change?'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111730276950971598</id><published>2005-05-28T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T12:56:42.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a butt-print no more</title><summary type='text'>typical weekend for the couch in our living room involves my fat butt firmly attached to it, a cold Lone Star attached to my left hand and the remote control in my right. Sports to Guy Movies to Sports. This routine would be unbrokend were it not for church, lawn mowing and the rare shower and teeth brushing.  And so goes the weekend.For a change of pace and more importantly, some extra cash, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111730276950971598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111730276950971598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111730276950971598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111730276950971598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/butt-print-no-more.html' title='a butt-print no more'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111713133882427140</id><published>2005-05-26T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T13:15:38.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>was this anyone i know?</title><summary type='text'>Star Wars dorks hurt themselves with fake lightsabers. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111713133882427140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111713133882427140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111713133882427140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111713133882427140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/was-this-anyone-i-know.html' title='was this anyone i know?'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111706669683720458</id><published>2005-05-25T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T19:18:16.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>save for the wrath of K</title><summary type='text'>I would not have anything to talk about...save for the wrath of KI would not be posting anything...save for the wrath of KI would be heading home right now...save for the wrath of Ktwo things before I do just that:First, PHX-SA series is by far the best this year. The Spurs are being challenged and are responding like champions. those young bucks for Phoenix are coming at them and it makes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111706669683720458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111706669683720458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111706669683720458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111706669683720458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/save-for-wrath-of-k.html' title='save for the wrath of K'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111658987426607744</id><published>2005-05-20T06:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T16:18:54.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>who's important?</title><summary type='text'>talking with a guy who is on the cusp of getting married and it never fails that no matter how independent a man is, when it comes down to popping the question, guys need advice. face it, marriage proposal is scarier than Jack Bauer with a frayed electric cord. So we sat and talked over some Dos Equis. He is more than ready to marry this girl. He knows she loves him and what's more he knows he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111658987426607744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111658987426607744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111658987426607744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111658987426607744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/whos-important.html' title='who&apos;s important?'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111654133650910544</id><published>2005-05-19T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T17:22:16.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...but i still love technology...</title><summary type='text'>a tribute to my wife who has had the distinct displeasure of being married to me for four years as of today. You are a saint with either a strong desire for punishment or incredibly bad taste in men. maybe both.As the wordsmith Adam Sandler once said "Sorry I'm not better looking"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111654133650910544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111654133650910544&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111654133650910544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111654133650910544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/but-i-still-love-technology.html' title='...but i still love technology...'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111643954735343743</id><published>2005-05-18T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T17:13:48.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road</title><summary type='text'>Every Monday and Tuesday night I find myself driving down a certain stretch of I-10. I-10...that beautiful tribute to frontierism and trade. A "no-frills" approach to traveling, this highway won't slow you down with pretty scenery or wildflowers. Even the gas stations and eateries know that you need to get back on the road, so they avoid delaying you with the temptations of comfort and sanitary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111643954735343743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111643954735343743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111643954735343743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111643954735343743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-road.html' title='On the road'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111599645307237464</id><published>2005-05-13T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T10:00:53.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mussberger</title><summary type='text'>how terrible was the announcing last night?!?If brent and gotee boy could have done a worse job, I don't see how.  a good surmise of last night: The Spurs really missed an opportunity tonight and failed to get the basics done. Mainly, their free throw shooting and stopping the pick and roll. Really dissappointing in a fundamental team. A 5 foot jumper in the lane to win the game? Duncan HAS TO</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111599645307237464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111599645307237464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111599645307237464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111599645307237464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/mussberger.html' title='Mussberger'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111585029202296994</id><published>2005-05-11T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T17:25:16.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>little pig</title><summary type='text'>this whole basketball season, everybody has been talking about these GREAT teams and the NBA commercials show every thug-rapper-"just give me the rock"-wanna-be. The announcers droning on and on about SKILLZ and the run and gun. Where are you now? Why are you not talking about those guys now?Since when did strange concepts like "discipline" and "defense" become important in basketball? It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111585029202296994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111585029202296994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111585029202296994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111585029202296994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/little-pig.html' title='little pig'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111532970194003037</id><published>2005-05-05T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T16:48:22.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>save you some time</title><summary type='text'>The Spurs did actually just finish AND win the first round of their playoff series against the Nugg-ettes. I wanted to ease your concerns in case you were searching for information on this at ESPN and were unable to find ANYTHING. There is an article about how great Nugg-ette Star Carmello Anthony is and how he will be pretty much unstoppable next year. by the way he looked really unstoppable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111532970194003037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111532970194003037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111532970194003037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111532970194003037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/save-you-some-time.html' title='save you some time'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111531249539153800</id><published>2005-05-05T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T12:05:33.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hour</title><summary type='text'>1 for 3. doing appointments in San Antonio yesterday and 1 out of 3 people actually did not cancel. Nice.So instead of griping and complaining, unusual for me, I ate lunch with my mom and grandma (Happy). I realized how long it's been since I've sat down with family and it wasn't at a reunion or holiday. It was like coming home from college and sleeping in your own bed. The warm fuzzy feelings </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111531249539153800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111531249539153800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111531249539153800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111531249539153800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-hour.html' title='Happy Hour'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111515216930677254</id><published>2005-05-03T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:29:29.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>correspondence</title><summary type='text'>Greg Morrison  wrote:what's the significance of 1947 in your e-mail address?  was that just a number assigned because 1,946 other people tried to use texas@yahoo.com?  or was there some important event in Texas history that year?jason maroney  wrote:actually, that's kinda right. guy clark has a song Texas 1947 and it is about the first time a streamline train ran through Texas (Monihans, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111515216930677254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111515216930677254&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111515216930677254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111515216930677254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/correspondence.html' title='correspondence'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111512986087347193</id><published>2005-05-03T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T09:19:19.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-flippin-four</title><summary type='text'>it was a night to plant your behind on the couch... not unlike many other nights, but this night was special.Prez Palmer is back in the saddle and the world feels safer. Chloe puts down the machine gun and gets back to the computer...(props to the Josher for calling the "tension" between Chloe and Edgar... sick out. Jack takes out a flippin' embassy. Take that ChiComs! If that were it...great tv </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111512986087347193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111512986087347193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111512986087347193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111512986087347193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/twenty-flippin-four.html' title='twenty-flippin-four'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111499194929196250</id><published>2005-05-01T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:26:22.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>that's my dawg</title><summary type='text'>Alicia and I have been thinking about getting Malin a dog for her birthday so we have been checking out animal shelters and classified ads. If it's one thing I've learned through this it is that DOGS ARE EXPENSIVE. DOLLAR BILLS Y'ALL. Back in the day, rescuing a dog was like 30 bucks now it's ninety. NINE-ZERO. For some dog that wasn't good enough for somebody else. I understand that those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111499194929196250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111499194929196250&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111499194929196250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111499194929196250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/thats-my-dawg.html' title='that&apos;s my dawg'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111492417318847475</id><published>2005-05-01T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T00:09:33.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty much the worst officiating ever</title><summary type='text'>the officials suck for the spurs nuggets game.I would like to gouge out their eyes with those yellow corn-on-cob holders.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111492417318847475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111492417318847475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111492417318847475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111492417318847475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/05/pretty-much-worst-officiating-ever.html' title='pretty much the worst officiating ever'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111471973013798971</id><published>2005-04-28T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T19:54:29.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>neicephew</title><summary type='text'>my sister and brother in law are having a baby and she just called me because they went to the doctor and saw the sonogram and they could see my neicephew's heart fluttering away! it's only been 6 weeks. I think that amazing.  Part of the reason I'm so pumped is that they have tried for so long and we have all been praying like crazy...more so praying a lot than "like crazy". "like crazy" would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111471973013798971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111471973013798971&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111471973013798971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111471973013798971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/neicephew.html' title='neicephew'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111402939535788592</id><published>2005-04-20T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T15:41:10.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>post by email</title><summary type='text'>I'm checking out to see what the posts look like if you send it in by email.  Just a test. Don't read and expect anything witty, thoughtful or remotely interesting in the post.  Although, I am pretty pumped the FISHING/GOLFING/CAMPING MEN'S RETREAT at Lake Whitney this weekend.  Supposedly, this is the best thing since pull tab beer.  NOT one of those "sit down and talk about your feelings" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111402939535788592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111402939535788592&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111402939535788592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111402939535788592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/post-by-email.html' title='post by email'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111393899136572132</id><published>2005-04-19T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T14:31:57.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the blog vs. the bulletin board</title><summary type='text'>The difference between slugging your way through a Fiesta Mart and perusing through mom and pop's local store. Can you find absolutely every flippin' thing at the Fiesta Mart? Every wierd root and juice and canned item. hats, t-shirts and knick-knacks. True, there is the limited choice at mom and pop's. but you don't have to walk past the gang of thugs loitering out front. you just have to step </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111393899136572132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111393899136572132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111393899136572132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111393899136572132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-vs-bulletin-board.html' title='the blog vs. the bulletin board'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111385740657781265</id><published>2005-04-18T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T16:39:21.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heller For President?</title><summary type='text'>what happens when President Logan screws up royally? When he ties the hands of CTU and the FBI? When he plays right into the hands of the terrorists?Mike Novak has already proven that he will subvert a president if he thinks him incapable of his duties and that was with a trusted friend. How long before he steps in and gets mealy-mouth kicked out and supplanted by SecDef Heller? Obviously, there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111385740657781265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111385740657781265&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111385740657781265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111385740657781265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/heller-for-president.html' title='Heller For President?'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111374633690550769</id><published>2005-04-17T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T09:07:35.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hobbit Cafe</title><summary type='text'>     thorin    Originally uploaded by Texas Cooking. Alicia and I went out last night without a plan or direction. We set out to have dessert and a drink. Simple enough? Right. We drove past the newly opened Cheesecake Factory. A line of people wrapped around the restraurant. All the teeny boppers on their cell phones spending mom and dad's money. Someone in our party of 2 reccomends that we go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111374633690550769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111374633690550769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111374633690550769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111374633690550769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/hobbit-cafe.html' title='The Hobbit Cafe'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111342917487876497</id><published>2005-04-13T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T16:58:54.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>poll of the day</title><summary type='text'>who is the worst kid actor:a. teenage post-modern terrorist b. "dad. i'm scared"c. kim remade and undoned. other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111342917487876497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111342917487876497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111342917487876497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111342917487876497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/poll-of-day.html' title='poll of the day'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111340430907823733</id><published>2005-04-13T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T09:58:29.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>we all know this</title><summary type='text'>the 3% property appraisal cap was shot down last night. Check that. The discussion of a 3% property tax apprasial cap was shot down.  The movement was started by tax payers who are also home owners and are fed up with being the local governments' cash cow. The down and dirty of it is, when cities and municipalities find their budget a little short, the old tax assesor gets sent out to recoup the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111340430907823733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111340430907823733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111340430907823733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111340430907823733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/we-all-know-this.html' title='we all know this'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111334700289646402</id><published>2005-04-12T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:03:22.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 for 2</title><summary type='text'>ok. so i was wrong on the president...kind of. If he eventually dies, I say that I was still right. If he makes a comeback before the end of the show, I say that's it. Too neat and tidy and unbelievable. Only so far can you stretch me. Is it possible that only 2 guys and a huey can be rounded up to try and secure the football? In the U.S. of freaking A? maybe. Is it possible that we would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111334700289646402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111334700289646402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111334700289646402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111334700289646402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/1-for-2.html' title='1 for 2'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111324540182104848</id><published>2005-04-11T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T13:50:01.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for sale or rent</title><summary type='text'>I finally discovered my skills! Unfortunately, it is neither numchuk nor bow hunting skills. BUT, I do have magical abilities. (currently) I can go to any professional sports venue and not only make my team win, but win by one point at the buzzer. First the Spurs/Lakers, then the Astros/Reds. I'm en fuego! Granted, there is no "buzzer" at a baseball game, but it was bottom of the ninth, so I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111324540182104848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111324540182104848&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111324540182104848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111324540182104848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-sale-or-rent.html' title='for sale or rent'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111281785824320917</id><published>2005-04-06T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T15:04:18.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness and wonderings</title><summary type='text'>Alicia has the flu. She is out cold. Occassionally she wakes up enough to chort out this nasty chest cough. Each time I wonder if I should go and scoop up her lung fragments and shove them back inside. But that would probably hurt worse than it would be beneficial. So I do the next best thing: feed her soup, fill 'er up with sleepy drugs and watch sports. Don't judge me... It's not like she's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111281785824320917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111281785824320917&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111281785824320917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111281785824320917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/sickness-and-wonderings.html' title='sickness and wonderings'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111274013135176191</id><published>2005-04-05T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T17:34:01.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the Schiavo</title><summary type='text'>There are many who claim that Sam Houston did nothing to save the defenders of the Alamo because he in fact wanted to benefit from the Alamo's defeat. Knowing Santa Anna's bloated ego would compel him to utterly destroy the mission and any who would stand up against him, Sam (it is claimed) allowed the defeat to stoke the fires and anger of his army to a fever pitch. Ultimately, Sam Houston's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111274013135176191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111274013135176191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111274013135176191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111274013135176191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/remember-schiavo.html' title='Remember the Schiavo'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111267293738735737</id><published>2005-04-04T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T22:50:03.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sycophants, mormans &amp; frustrated engineers...oh my!</title><summary type='text'>The Genesis Project is pretty funny. You must check it out, but do yourself a favor and don't start reading the comments posted. but if you do, make fun of them here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111267293738735737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111267293738735737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111267293738735737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111267293738735737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/sycophants-mormans-frustrated.html' title='sycophants, mormans &amp; frustrated engineers...oh my!'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111244947839777667</id><published>2005-04-02T07:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T08:03:51.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Mitch</title><summary type='text'>Stolen from Comedy CentralTragically, Mitch Hedberg passed away on March 30, 2005. Mitch was a beloved member of the Comedy Central family, and we join with his fans in our sadness. He will be missed. Born and raised in the St. Paul area, Mitch Hedberg decided to start his own comedy career in South Florida. Not so much for the comedy scene, but for the sun. His landlord would drive him up and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111244947839777667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111244947839777667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111244947839777667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111244947839777667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/goodbye-mitch.html' title='Goodbye Mitch'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111244525749403930</id><published>2005-04-02T06:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T06:34:17.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>johnny c's eu-lo-gee</title><summary type='text'>(written on the 29th but blogger was down so in lieu of actual, recent comments...)Where were you when the white bronco led LA's finest on a nationally viewed car chase? I was at my high school girlfriend's house after football. I remember vividly the goose-egg I had on my leg from doing those horrible drills that high school coaches have wet dreams about. Someone had cut down a massive tree, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111244525749403930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111244525749403930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111244525749403930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111244525749403930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/johnny-cs-eu-lo-gee.html' title='johnny c&apos;s eu-lo-gee'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111241124668884070</id><published>2005-04-01T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T21:07:26.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HA</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to the SPURS game tomorrow and you're not!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111241124668884070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111241124668884070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111241124668884070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111241124668884070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/04/ha.html' title='HA'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111205587129297668</id><published>2005-03-28T18:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T18:24:31.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Psy-Ops</title><summary type='text'>Alicia just got home from the Nail-Salon-Spa-Whatever and asks me "Do you like the new color of my nails?" Inside my head I'm saying "New color? what was the old color? Were they colored at all?" Ultimately, I'm thinking "WHO CARES?!?!" HOWEVER - I've been through this routine before so I: #1. look at the nails #2. Say: Yeah, that looks good. *note a simple uhuh or approval grunt does not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111205587129297668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111205587129297668&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111205587129297668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111205587129297668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/psy-ops.html' title='Psy-Ops'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111172408654935205</id><published>2005-03-24T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T22:14:46.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shells</title><summary type='text'>Easter is all about shells for my family. Peeling the shells off the broken eggs that the kids have found. Watching the guests that have been invited out to Happy and Papa's come out of their shell. Expending shell after shell, shooting clay pigeons out in the field behind the house. That and drinking beer. Sometimes my cousins bring their dirt bikes and go off tearing up the paths of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111172408654935205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111172408654935205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111172408654935205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111172408654935205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/shells.html' title='Shells'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111163916734073917</id><published>2005-03-23T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:39:27.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sbc center</title><summary type='text'>     sbc center    Originally uploaded by Texas Cooking. Oh Yeah Baby. I think I will actually be close enough to throw an empty beer cup on Kobe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111163916734073917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111163916734073917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111163916734073917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111163916734073917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/sbc-center_23.html' title='sbc center'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111163782231695622</id><published>2005-03-23T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:17:02.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>grated brain cheese</title><summary type='text'>susan esterich's voice is worse than listening to a rabbit's death wail. listening to her makes me tired, mad and strangely hungry...but that part might be the chocolate chip cookies the girls baked earlier. and then a reprieve from susan's grating to the abrupt rudeness of greta van s.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111163782231695622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111163782231695622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111163782231695622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111163782231695622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/grated-brain-cheese.html' title='grated brain cheese'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111160692994718528</id><published>2005-03-23T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T13:50:11.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ENVY</title><summary type='text'>     ticket    Originally uploaded by Texas Cooking. I know where I am going to be on April 2nd. I just hope Timmy gets better quickly! P.S. take a closer look at the ticket and you will understand why Joe is way better than any of my other friends.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111160692994718528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111160692994718528&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111160692994718528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111160692994718528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/envy.html' title='ENVY'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111152222010076940</id><published>2005-03-22T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T14:10:20.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a cardboard box and intravenous bacon</title><summary type='text'>Does anybody else see a parallel between Scott Peterson and Michael Schiavo? Michael is definitely just as big of a dirt bag and it has nothing to do with my opinion on life support systems. The guy is just evil. Denies his wife voice therapy and rehab. (p.s. how many coma patients do you know that can speak on command) Denies her treatment of infections. Tells a court that he is going to care </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111152222010076940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111152222010076940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111152222010076940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111152222010076940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/cardboard-box-and-intravenous-bacon.html' title='a cardboard box and intravenous bacon'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111144893032713060</id><published>2005-03-21T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T17:48:50.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I married Lisa Simpson</title><summary type='text'>Alicia and I were grabbing some coffee and taking a little walk around the new City Hall area in Sugarland. It's actually really nice (if you can ignore all the yuppies and cool people) There is an awesome statue/fountain of a cowboy riding his horse out of a creek and he is being jerked back by a horse behind him, caught up in the current and the cowboy strains on the rope that is the horses' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111144893032713060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111144893032713060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111144893032713060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111144893032713060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-i-married-lisa-simpson.html' title='So I married Lisa Simpson'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111132886212107052</id><published>2005-03-20T08:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T08:27:42.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A deluxe apartment in the sky</title><summary type='text'>Move over George and Weezy. The Maroney's are moving on up. We took our proceeds from the garage sale and went on another furniture shopping bonanza. Have I mentioned how much I loathe doing this? I do. One difference this time, we have money. Real Money. Amigo Money. Garage Sale Money.First stop, Star Outlet - on the butt-other side of Houston. 45 minute drive on a Saturday. by the time we get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111132886212107052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111132886212107052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111132886212107052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111132886212107052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/deluxe-apartment-in-sky.html' title='A deluxe apartment in the sky'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111132700588655022</id><published>2005-03-20T07:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T07:56:45.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sale</title><summary type='text'>There is something very American about a Yard Sale. The average couple putting up hand-made signs at 5 AM. Displaying all of your personal items in your front lawn on card tables and moving blankets and an old door propped up on saw horses. Little stickers with prices scribbled on them attached to vases, stuffed bears, grandma's shoes and purses. Neighbors and not-so-neighbors veering their cars </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111132700588655022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111132700588655022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111132700588655022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111132700588655022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/yard-sale.html' title='Yard Sale'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-111132545025296997</id><published>2005-03-20T07:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T07:30:50.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>spitting in church</title><summary type='text'>last weekend Alicia and I went to the baptism of oour friends' new baby girl Ella. She is a doll. just a little bitty thing and sweet as can be. I even forgive her for pooping all over my arm. (it's really Alicia's fault anyway) I said "oh...she's going. she really needs a change." Alicia says "oh don't worry about it. It's mostly just air." I'm just some dumb guy who doesn't know anything so go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/111132545025296997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=111132545025296997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111132545025296997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/111132545025296997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/spitting-in-church.html' title='spitting in church'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110972536735696032</id><published>2005-03-01T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T19:02:47.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Communion</title><summary type='text'>75% of the time, Houston is like a giant arm pit. Nasty, stinking, fat trucker perspiration. all day long, all day strong. I thought about this as I drove up to Austin this last Saturday. The sweaty trucker following me up 71, hovering over me at my sister's in Kyle. But Sunday. Sunday that trucker moved on and in his stead there was beauty. Austin was just as I remembered it. Blue skies. soft</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110972536735696032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110972536735696032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110972536735696032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110972536735696032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/03/communion.html' title='Communion'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110921554392263801</id><published>2005-02-23T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:25:43.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal Milk</title><summary type='text'>Texas Hall. Seated around square cafeteria tables was Troy and myself. We sat long after everyone had eaten and left. It was a rare day that we didn't make it to the Duval Study Hall, on 32nd and Duval. I pulled up to my rice krispies and grabbed my plastic glass of milk when I was struck by a moment of enlightenment. Reaching beyond my own creativity, I grabbed the sugar packets and poured them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110921554392263801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110921554392263801&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110921554392263801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110921554392263801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/02/cereal-milk.html' title='Cereal Milk'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110882978350437638</id><published>2005-02-19T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T10:16:23.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>reunion</title><summary type='text'>It's really an anachronism. Families just don't do this kind of stuff anymore. Twice a year, my mother's family gets together in Bulverde, Texas. My grandmother grew up in a family of 6 kids. during the depression. With a single-parent mother. incredible. My great-grandmother, Frida Stoudt, had 5 kids with with her husband (McNeil) when they took in a 16 year-old girl who had no where else to go</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110882978350437638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110882978350437638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110882978350437638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110882978350437638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/02/reunion.html' title='reunion'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110859473758107564</id><published>2005-02-16T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T16:58:57.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 nights. 2 dates. 2 purty ladies</title><summary type='text'>that's right. i'm lining up the ladies. Sunday night I went out with a younger woman and fed the ducks and then went to her favorite...Red Lobster. I hate that place but the look she had when I was treating her all grown up was incredible.tonight it is out with the wife. what a life! the short story is...Daddy-Daughter-Date Night was a big success. It was so cute to see her all-dressed up and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110859473758107564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110859473758107564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110859473758107564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110859473758107564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/02/2-nights-2-dates-2-purty-ladies.html' title='2 nights. 2 dates. 2 purty ladies'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110833793506191658</id><published>2005-02-13T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T17:38:55.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my Valentine</title><summary type='text'>this I wrote about 5 years ago when I was reintroduced to the most amazing woman...You have become real to memore than a dreammore than a visionthoughts or ideasYou existed for so longas my idealalways unreachableuntouchableinside my headbut now I see youwalk, talk, laugh, kiss and smileI realize you exist apart from mewith every step, word, and giggleI see more than everyou area</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110833793506191658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110833793506191658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110833793506191658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110833793506191658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-valentine.html' title='my Valentine'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110826255373236929</id><published>2005-02-12T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T20:42:33.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>forks up</title><summary type='text'>I have seriously been out lately. One of those weeks when you have that pressure behind your eyes like you're going to cry but you don't feel like crying and don't know if you could cry if you wanted to. that sounds really sissy, but it's that itchy eyed, dragging tail going through the motions thing that i hate. but find myself here more often than not it seems. life was simpler as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110826255373236929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110826255373236929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110826255373236929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110826255373236929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/02/forks-up.html' title='forks up'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110782441056441817</id><published>2005-02-07T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T19:00:10.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Ash Sunday</title><summary type='text'>Our church doesn't have wednesday services so last sunday we had the imposition of ashes and it was really cool - they encouraged parents to ash their kids and spouses/sig others to ash each other and say "Jesus forgives you of all your sin" nothing blogworthy so far but later on that day I met some people in Schulenburg at Frank's and when i walked in every body was staring at me and I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110782441056441817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110782441056441817&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110782441056441817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110782441056441817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/02/super-ash-sunday.html' title='Super Ash Sunday'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110730948883621994</id><published>2005-02-01T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T19:58:08.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They found me</title><summary type='text'>Two days had passed since we escaped the Swedish Seance and their propaganda winds up in our mailbox (well not really, it was actually at the post office because when we first moved in we needed a key to get into our blasted mailbox and because the "guy" who made the keys only worked on Thursdays and because it took him 1 week between recieving an order for the keys (on a Thursday) and making the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110730948883621994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110730948883621994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110730948883621994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110730948883621994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/02/they-found-me.html' title='They found me'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110715049901085883</id><published>2005-01-30T23:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:48:19.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the magical world of crap</title><summary type='text'>we had a free Saturday yesterday so we went to IKEA... crazy swedes.that place is like a metal and sheetrock Stanley Kubrick film with a giant blue and yellow couch cover on it. let it be known that I have no problem with any of the furniture and in fact too many things that we would like to have purchased, my rant is confined to the IKEA "experience" and of course to the Swedish.That being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110715049901085883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110715049901085883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110715049901085883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110715049901085883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/magical-world-of-crap.html' title='the magical world of crap'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110686153984660541</id><published>2005-01-27T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T15:33:51.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>joe's back</title><summary type='text'>you need to check out Joe's blog. there is a semi-funny, completely stupid video we made a couple of years ago. i promise that you will think we are very dumb and you may laugh...at us.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110686153984660541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110686153984660541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110686153984660541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110686153984660541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/joes-back.html' title='joe&apos;s back'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110657939707965316</id><published>2005-01-24T09:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T09:09:57.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just say it boochey</title><summary type='text'>took up the road warrior mantle this weekend. again.my mom and grandma's birthday. it is a wonderful time seeing my family and when we got in late Saturday night, we stayed up for hours telling stories and jokes and just laughing. no drinks involved. this story by far is my favorite.my dad was outside working on crosses that he makes for a hobby/job. Across the fence he hears two boys playing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110657939707965316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110657939707965316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110657939707965316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110657939707965316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-say-it-boochey.html' title='just say it boochey'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110641897984375003</id><published>2005-01-22T13:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T12:40:58.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first lawn mowing job</title><summary type='text'>pile in the car and head across town. there's the waterpark, we're getting close. finally, we pull into a shaded dirt driveway. barbwire fence bordered with iris and draped with climbing vines past the magnolia tree up to the white-washed house of My great Uncle Roy and Aunt Heitti. Visiting them was like walking into another world, stepping into a history book, traveling into the past and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110641897984375003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110641897984375003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110641897984375003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110641897984375003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-first-lawn-mowing-job.html' title='My first lawn mowing job'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110641324709448646</id><published>2005-01-22T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T11:00:47.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage means...</title><summary type='text'>watching Love is in the Heir when Rocky is on the other channel. What has my life come to? I thought I had reached bottom when I endured "newlyweds" but now... i just don't know... life seems so hopeless...Have you seen this trash? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110641324709448646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110641324709448646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110641324709448646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110641324709448646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/marriage-means.html' title='Marriage means...'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110632278154788305</id><published>2005-01-21T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T09:53:01.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>worst car chase scene ever</title><summary type='text'>man with the golden gun - bond flickwhat could possibly ruin a good james bond car chase scene?try throwing in a smokey and the bandit sheriff wanna-be, two dukes of hazard cars, tattoo from fantasy island and an evil fantasy island rich guy - and then have it all take place in the phillipines. just to make sure that it really sucks... have bond jump a river, do a roll in mid-air and land </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110632278154788305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110632278154788305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110632278154788305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110632278154788305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/worst-car-chase-scene-ever.html' title='worst car chase scene ever'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110619968012205524</id><published>2005-01-19T23:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T23:41:20.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>September 17, 1996</title><summary type='text'>I just pulled up a letter from my uncle from 1996. it is now and has been very dear to me. Now it seems to be very prescient as well. He wrote to me, encouraging me to study God's Word and seek wisdom so that through God's guidance I would also recieve His blessing. He talked about asking God what I am supposed to do with my life and not pleasing other people. He shared with me heart felt things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110619968012205524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110619968012205524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110619968012205524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110619968012205524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/september-17-1996.html' title='September 17, 1996'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110611280230675902</id><published>2005-01-18T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T23:33:22.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody died</title><summary type='text'>I wore a suit and nobody died. that is to say that nobody had to die for me to wear a suit today.shudder. there wasn't even a wedding involved. shudder. i was poking around the galleria on Sunday and i found a suit that was like 80% off. which is not unusual. it is unusual to find one that is in my size and is not puke green and made out of a woolen-fiberglass blend. but i think the suit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110611280230675902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110611280230675902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110611280230675902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110611280230675902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/nobody-died.html' title='nobody died'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110581894516068194</id><published>2005-01-15T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T13:55:45.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Wheelin'</title><summary type='text'>     bike ride    Originally uploaded by Texas Cooking. There is nothing like it in the world! You watch 'em on the trikes. You're all hyped up about a "real" bike w/ training wheels. And then that Christmas morning comes when they get a big kid bike from Santa, sans training wheels. You run along side them, desperately holding onto the bike, correcting the imbalance. steering with gentle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110581894516068194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110581894516068194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110581894516068194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110581894516068194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/two-wheelin_15.html' title='Two Wheelin&apos;'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110567324363179948</id><published>2005-01-13T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T21:27:23.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blueprints for an ark</title><summary type='text'>"It's not about you." how many times have you heard that in sermon after sermon (in and out of the pulpit)?  There is a flip side that is not mentioned. "It's not about them." "them" being the people in your life that you so often spend most of your time and energy trying please and impress. It is so easy to trade our omnipresent Almighty for very present deities that are all around us, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110567324363179948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110567324363179948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110567324363179948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110567324363179948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/blueprints-for-ark.html' title='blueprints for an ark'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110524553071247386</id><published>2005-01-08T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T22:38:50.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, hey, hey</title><summary type='text'>fat albert makes me smile. why can't we all be so self-assured and focused on other people? that guy rocks. yeah, yeah, yeah...gonna have a good time. maybe we should all grow up with our idiosyncracies as part of our name... hi i'm girlie-mouthed mike. or squinty john, hairy-arms lisa. get it right out there. you're thinking about it. other people notice it. why not claim it and move on. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110524553071247386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110524553071247386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110524553071247386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110524553071247386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-hey-hey.html' title='hey, hey, hey'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110520558143478704</id><published>2005-01-08T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T11:33:01.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>conspiracy theories II</title><summary type='text'>we watched CT2 last night (the manchurian candidate) and it was a'ight. i should say that I watched the movie, because of course my better half crashed after 20 minutes. nothing new there i guess except she was the one who wanted to rent a movie!! go figure.we checked out this italian cafe not too far from us. here is my review. as we walked in Roselli's we noticed a nice warm atmosphere and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110520558143478704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110520558143478704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110520558143478704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110520558143478704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/conspiracy-theories-ii.html' title='conspiracy theories II'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110498184059003536</id><published>2005-01-05T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T21:24:00.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I was in austin... make that houston</title><summary type='text'>since the move to sugarland, i think i have spent more time in austin than at home. this time it's training for member care stuff. it's not too bad. free meals and all that - but i would much rather be at home with my girls. i don't know how people live on the road away from their family. don't think i could do it. even eating out isn't that much fun when you know you're going back to an empty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110498184059003536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110498184059003536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110498184059003536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110498184059003536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wish-i-was-in-austin-make-that.html' title='I wish I was in austin... make that houston'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110481870610379320</id><published>2005-01-04T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T00:05:06.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>condescension at Luby's</title><summary type='text'>ok i couldn't resist sharing our experience this Sunday. officially being off the clock on Sunday morning was an interesting experience. We went to beaumont to see Mimi...actually to help her move from the cavernous house that all old women end up after everybody else has moved out or died (hopefully anybody that dies has also moved out...but i digress) well, since we had just finished packing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110481870610379320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110481870610379320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110481870610379320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110481870610379320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/condescension-at-lubys.html' title='condescension at Luby&apos;s'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110481584329752699</id><published>2005-01-03T23:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T23:17:23.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>legalities</title><summary type='text'>i was reading through some of my stuff for work (seems like i have done alot of that lately). I found that I am prohibited from having a personal website. so i need to figure out what i am going to do about that. i am pretty sure that the rule means you cannot advertise or advise on a personal website. hmmmmwhat a quandry. if this ends up being goodbye, then godspeed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110481584329752699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110481584329752699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110481584329752699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110481584329752699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2005/01/legalities.html' title='legalities'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110346785726811348</id><published>2004-12-19T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T08:50:57.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>farewells</title><summary type='text'>today is my last day at Mt Olive. I love all of you and will miss you so much. All of my friends in the austin area, we will need to keep in touch. tomorrow we move. on a side note, I'm looking for a rocking chair to strap down to the top of the Uhaul just to make a good impression for the new neighbors. so let me know if you got the hook-up.I think stress is really getting to alicia and i. it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110346785726811348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110346785726811348&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110346785726811348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110346785726811348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2004/12/farewells.html' title='farewells'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110332458363692370</id><published>2004-12-17T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T17:03:03.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Birth</title><summary type='text'>this has grabbed my by the throat and it is amazing but they found the baby cut from it's mother's womb alive. to put this in perspective, if the baby had been cut out of this mother with intent to end the babies life, if they had permission from mom everything would have been perfectly legal. Maybe it's not right to talk about that when there is such a horrible tragedy of this mom losing her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110332458363692370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110332458363692370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110332458363692370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110332458363692370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2004/12/miracle-birth.html' title='Miracle Birth'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110331802813243204</id><published>2004-12-17T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T11:39:08.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Him Roll</title><summary type='text'>  It was white port that put that look in his eye,  Grown men get when they need to cry.  We sat down on the curb to rest,  And his head just fell down on his chest.  He says: "Every single day it gets,  "Just a little bit harder to handle and yet. . ."                -Guy ClarkI've been walking around today with that look in my eye. Maybe it was staying up too late talking with friends </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110331802813243204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110331802813243204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110331802813243204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110331802813243204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2004/12/let-him-roll.html' title='Let Him Roll'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110321460371268437</id><published>2004-12-16T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T10:30:03.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservative Christmas</title><summary type='text'>courtesy of Evil Conservatives Industries...first get the tune of "Happy Christmas (War is Over)" in your headSo this is ChristmasConservatives cryCause children are happyAnd we want them to dieWar mongering ChristmasWe all had some funBombing all the A-rabsAnd starving their youngConservative ChristmasDrive my SUVRight over the homelessSpeed bump them with gleeConservative </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110321460371268437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110321460371268437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110321460371268437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110321460371268437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2004/12/conservative-christmas.html' title='Conservative Christmas'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542670.post-110315212709798256</id><published>2004-12-15T16:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T17:15:01.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting on your blogs</title><summary type='text'>hated to kick ya off the links clim, pedro and joe but no show... no dough. If i see posts in the future i will link back but until then consider yourself served. I'm in a ghetto mood cuz I got my pimp name: Reverend Maroney Large. so you tricks who don't post new stuff beware.I started this off with a 3 amigos reference that i would like to pick up on before i start jawin or sellin woof tickets</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/feeds/110315212709798256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8542670&amp;postID=110315212709798256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110315212709798256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8542670/posts/default/110315212709798256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texascooking.blogspot.com/2004/12/sitting-on-your-blogs.html' title='sitting on your blogs'/><author><name>Jason Maroney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10304542202739569204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxwH8f35OgA/SkmpEMZuiuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/omIjztiG9zo/S220/April+and+May+08+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
