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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.9.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Wed, 10 Mar 2010 10:56:44 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Everybody Loves Donuts</title><subtitle>Everybody Loves Donuts</subtitle><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/atom.xml"/><updated>2010-02-15T21:02:13Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.9.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>TMOD #3: No Faith? Try Proof!</title><category term="Funny"/><category term="TMOD"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/15/tmod-3-no-faith-try-proof.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/15/tmod-3-no-faith-try-proof.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2010-02-15T20:59:55Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:59:55Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.themindofdre.com/storage/tmod0003.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1266267687190" alt="" /></span></span></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>TMOD #2: Testify!</title><category term="Funny"/><category term="TMOD"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/12/tmod-2-testify.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/12/tmod-2-testify.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2010-02-12T13:42:13Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:42:13Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.themindofdre.com/storage/tmod0002.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1265982256486" alt="" /></span></span></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>TMOD #1: Home of the Brave</title><category term="Funny"/><category term="TMOD"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/11/tmod-1-home-of-the-brave.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/11/tmod-1-home-of-the-brave.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2010-02-11T23:32:32Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:32:32Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>I started a web comic in late 2008, but only drew 3 of them. I think it's time to resurrect the endeavor.</p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.themindofdre.com/storage/post-images/tmod0001.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1265931419591" alt="" /></span></span></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Case File: The Early Show</title><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/2/case-file-the-early-show.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2010/2/2/case-file-the-early-show.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2010-02-02T14:40:38Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:40:38Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>People are weird and weird things matter to people.</p>
<p>So I manage a group of seven people at the moment. The other day one of the more emotionally unstable people on the team comes to me and feels the need to lay out the problems she has with me; one of which is I don't say <strong>Good Morning</strong> every time I come in.</p>
<p>I can't believe we're having a discussion about this.</p>
<p>Me saying <strong>Good Morning</strong> every morning is similar to saying 'I love you', not because you mean it, but it's the thing to do. </p>
<p>I get it though: Not saying <strong>Good Morning</strong> can be seen as impolite, but if we get along in every other capacity, why does it matter? What weight does this, in my opinion, empty greeting hold. We're co-workers. I reiterate; why does it matter? I don't even say <strong>Good Morning</strong> to friends and family everyday. My greetings are as follows:</p>
<p>'Hey'</p>
<p>'Yo'</p>
<p>'What's up'</p>
<p>'Sup'</p>
<p>Sup, bitch'</p>
<p>'Merry Christmas'</p>
<p>Maybe I'm a robot and I just don't get people. If I am I want to be cool like the Terminator...</p>
<p>Or Vicky from Small Wonder</p>
<p>But my name would be Vick because I'm no chick robot. The frilly apron can stay though.</p>
<p>Ahem.</p>
<p>Anyway, so now I'm in a position where I have to say <strong>Good Morning. </strong>Does the gesture mean anything when you know I'm only saying it because I feel I have to now? It's a sad thing when something so trivial can divide people, but I'll play my part in this farce.</p>
<p>It's 7am and I just got in for work...</p>
<p><strong>Co-Worker: </strong>Good Morning!</p>
<p><strong>Andre:</strong> Sup, Bitch.</p>
<p>Close enough.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Sick Design: Motorolla Aura</title><category term="Design"/><category term="Technology"/><category term="Videos"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/9/23/sick-design-motorolla-aura.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/9/23/sick-design-motorolla-aura.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2009-09-23T13:42:41Z</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:42:41Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="437" height="332" id="viddler_afb9eba0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/player/afb9eba0/" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed src="http://www.viddler.com/player/afb9eba0/" width="437" height="332" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" name="viddler_afb9eba0"></embed></object></p>
<p>I love my Blackbery. Some people love the iPhone. This is still a beautifully designed cellphone.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Charlie Murphy is the Man</title><category term="Funny"/><category term="Music"/><category term="Videos"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/9/9/charlie-murphy-is-the-man.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/9/9/charlie-murphy-is-the-man.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2009-09-09T14:28:13Z</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:28:13Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmKjM3ToOOg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmKjM3ToOOg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Don't Fuck with Batman</title><category term="Funny"/><category term="OWNED"/><category term="Pictures"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/25/dont-fuck-with-batman.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/25/dont-fuck-with-batman.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2009-08-25T15:44:56Z</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:44:56Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.themindofdre.com/storage/post-images/1249942001698.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1251215330656" alt="" /></span></span></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Inspiration: Nikki Jean And Patty Crash</title><category term="Inspiration"/><category term="Music"/><category term="Videos"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/18/inspiration-nikki-jean-and-patty-crash.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/18/inspiration-nikki-jean-and-patty-crash.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2009-08-18T17:42:03Z</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:42:03Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lvyszzvZSOo&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lvyszzvZSOo&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></p>
<p>Yeah, yeah... This is a bit old but I still love the creativity and quiet beauty to this video. It makes me sound like some emo poet, I know, but I like what I like.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Inspiration: The Fray - Heartless</title><category term="Heartless"/><category term="Inspiration"/><category term="Inspiration"/><category term="Kanye"/><category term="Kanye West"/><category term="Music"/><category term="The Fray"/><category term="Videos"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/17/inspiration-the-fray-heartless.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/17/inspiration-the-fray-heartless.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2009-08-17T20:57:07Z</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:57:07Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><object width="500" height="282"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6059825&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6059825&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object></p>
<p>I'm slightly in love with this cover and the video.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Wait... Where am I?</title><category term="Book"/><category term="Claendar Theory"/><category term="Music"/><category term="Projects"/><id>http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/5/wait-where-am-i.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themindofdre.com/blog/2009/8/5/wait-where-am-i.html"/><author><name>Dre</name></author><published>2009-08-05T14:51:54Z</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:51:54Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>I've gone a long time with no website. My fellow nerds have shunned me for taking up habits such as going outside and getting sunlight. I figure there can be some type of happy medium, right?</p>
<p>So here I am, back to blogging. Oh joy... another thing I can't seem to do consistently. Screw it, let's try once more. I have another blog I'll be resurrecting soon, but themindofdre is my baby. A neglected baby, but my baby no less.</p>
<p><strong>MUSIC:</strong> My 'album' is almost done. I feel like a douche calling it an album, but I'm too lazy to think of a more appropriate word. It's called <strong><em>Calendar Theory</em></strong> and contains themes from my life spanning 2007-2008 (excluding one song which is based on 2009). Yes, some of my songs are very short. Yes, the mixing quality isnt the best. Yes, I put my heart into this one. It'll be posted soon. I promise. Seriously! Only 2 songs left to record. Hiphop fans should like this one.</p>
<p><strong>BOOK:</strong> Er... OK so I was writing pretty heavily for a while and then I stopped. Why? Because chicks can distract you in the damnedest ways. Ehem... Anyway, I was hoping my book would be done by December. I doubt that'll happen so let's shoot for the first half of 2010. That's just vague enough to work. Deal? Deal.</p>
<p>That's all I have for now. I'm lacking a little thing called visitors so I'm mostly writing this for myself. Talking to yourself is one thing, but blogging to yourself takes a special type of nerd who needs to be medicated. And lunch money because it was probably stolen from a neighborhood bully. I sure am hungry...</p>]]></content></entry></feed>