<?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-6263440</id><updated>2011-07-15T00:45:57.034Z</updated><title type='text'>Cava and other luxuries</title><subtitle type='html'>Barcelona unofficial fanclub</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>283</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-940612341170223320</id><published>2007-11-14T03:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T03:19:26.405Z</updated><title type='text'>I wanna blog like bloggers do</title><summary type='text'>I always have the best intentions, and every time I sign in I think I'll blog like a real blogger blogs, with wit, and usually about nothing.  But never fail, it's been 14 months since my last blog and I feel I need to update everyone on all the mundane details of my life, every last change needs to be accounted for, and the weather must be addressed.  Why can't I blog like bloggers do?  Where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/940612341170223320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/940612341170223320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#940612341170223320' title='I wanna blog like bloggers do'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-6248668829846067274</id><published>2007-11-14T00:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:13:35.305Z</updated><title type='text'>Cinema Paradiso</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys,I was just talking to Constance because I'm going to NYC tomorrow and I figured I'd check this blog (which I haven't done for months) and what do you know... a new blog from Tim.Like, I guess you all, I've wanting write something on here but haven't found the time. I don't have any to spare now since it is 1 in the morning and I have a long day tomorrow, but what the heck.What has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/6248668829846067274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/6248668829846067274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6248668829846067274' title='Cinema Paradiso'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-4247170851874414382</id><published>2007-11-03T03:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-03T03:58:50.179Z</updated><title type='text'>I was all by myself....no one was looking....</title><summary type='text'>Just sitting in on this Friday night, recovering from dental surgery today.  Kasia is out with friends, and even her mom went out to the club (and no, we don't still live with her mom, but we stopped by tonight).  Life is much the same in Chicago.  The weather's been glorious this fall (yes, Adam, I know you prefer "autumn"), so we've had a long time to let go of summer.  Still doing the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/4247170851874414382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/4247170851874414382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4247170851874414382' title='I was all by myself....no one was looking....'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-117639645853891620</id><published>2007-04-12T16:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:47:38.553Z</updated><title type='text'>London</title><summary type='text'>Hey Crew,I am going to be in London April 20-27, anyone around?Walker</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117639645853891620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117639645853891620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#117639645853891620' title='London'/><author><name>walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00162800984667922225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-117545137364085991</id><published>2007-04-01T17:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-01T18:20:34.520Z</updated><title type='text'>Aii, let the blogs begin</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys,After visiting the blog a couple of times over the last month, always disappointed that there are no new updates, I decided to take the matter into my own hands.Life is still good. I must admit there is still no Mrs.Vik in place, but I guess that just makes living abroad a bit easier. I am currently stationed in Munich where I am gonna be working on an engagement for the next three months</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117545137364085991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117545137364085991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#117545137364085991' title='Aii, let the blogs begin'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-117079731696484688</id><published>2007-02-06T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:28:36.976Z</updated><title type='text'>interesting article</title><summary type='text'>http://news.independent.co.uk/europe/article2241456.eceWas reading this and thought id pass it on... interesting subject.Hope things are well with everyone, longer post later.Walker</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117079731696484688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117079731696484688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117079731696484688' title='interesting article'/><author><name>walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00162800984667922225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-117023780127108834</id><published>2007-01-31T09:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:03:21.273Z</updated><title type='text'>Cry, Cry, Cry</title><summary type='text'>Iceland is a funny nation. We are few, we aren't successful in many sports, but in the once we are we get very proud. One of the few is handball.Most of you may now know that the Handball World Cup is going on right now in Germany. To prove my point of the English speaking world doesn't know about this, I can tell you that there is only one nation there who speak English as their native language.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117023780127108834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117023780127108834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117023780127108834' title='Cry, Cry, Cry'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-117023780046300219</id><published>2007-01-31T09:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:03:20.496Z</updated><title type='text'>Cry, Cry, Cry</title><summary type='text'>Iceland is a funny nation. We are few, we aren't successful in many sports, but in the once we are we get very proud. One of the few is handball.Most of you may now know that the Handball World Cup is going on right now in Germany. To prove my point of the English speaking world doesn't know about this, I can tell you that there is only one nation there who speak English as their native language.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117023780046300219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/117023780046300219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117023780046300219' title='Cry, Cry, Cry'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-116757514986653552</id><published>2006-12-31T14:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-31T14:25:49.880Z</updated><title type='text'>3 years and counting</title><summary type='text'>So this blog has survived three years now. I stopped reading it for a month or so and when I looked at it again there were three posts. It's always a pleasure seeing something new over here.I'm very happy to be in Iceland this new years since my last new years eve wasn't very eventful. I woke up hung over beyond believe in Nanking decided not to eat dinner at McDonalds but in a small steakhouse I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116757514986653552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116757514986653552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116757514986653552' title='3 years and counting'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-116722357048791323</id><published>2006-12-27T12:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-27T12:46:10.516Z</updated><title type='text'>God jul til dere alle</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys,As the Norwegian title indicates, I just wanted to wish yee all a merry Christmas. I hope you are all happy and safe whereever you might be, and that the overwhelming workload from everyday-life seems more distant these days.I am spending the holidays at home with mom and dad and my two brothers' families. Playing around with my 5 small nephews and nieces is great fun, but I realise that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116722357048791323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116722357048791323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116722357048791323' title='God jul til dere alle'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-116442471543732417</id><published>2006-11-25T03:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T03:18:35.456Z</updated><title type='text'>Work....so taxing</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the terrible pun in the title, me being a tax accountant and all, but I just couldn't resist. It's been a while since I've blogged, and I totally agree with Ulli that it's a lot like running....getting your shoes laced up and hitting the pavement is the hardest part. Speaking of Ulli, as he said he made it out to Chicago for the wedding. It was good to see at least one of the old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116442471543732417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116442471543732417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116442471543732417' title='Work....so taxing'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-116302614308746584</id><published>2006-11-08T21:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:49:03.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Wawawewa!</title><summary type='text'>Hey peoples.Havent blogged in forever!  I thought I would jump in a make a quick post, as I am sure you spend most of your days wondering what is new in my life. Well, have been living in NYC for the last few years, most of my time there spent working for a small middle market investment bank.  Finally found a decent apartment not too long ago, now living on the upper east side, a few blocks from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116302614308746584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116302614308746584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116302614308746584' title='Wawawewa!'/><author><name>walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00162800984667922225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-116195248442474861</id><published>2006-10-27T12:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:34:44.863Z</updated><title type='text'>Danish Dynamite</title><summary type='text'>So, how's life everybody?I am still in Århus, Denmark, working on my first project. Ulli moved close to here, and came by and bought some stuff from Ikea (without actually having seen his appartment). We didn't have a chance to meet then, but hopefully we will later. At least there is still a couple of weeks before I head back to Norway for good. I just finished buying a decent appartment in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116195248442474861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/116195248442474861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116195248442474861' title='Danish Dynamite'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-115832401393255809</id><published>2006-09-15T12:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:40:13.966Z</updated><title type='text'>The life is saltfish</title><summary type='text'>Not that blog hasn't passed it's best but haven't really got a place to post this little information I just recieved just now.I just got a job. I'll be selling fish products mainly from Iceland to South-Europe mainly Spain, Italy, Greece and Portugal. I will start on the first of October and go to a small town around here where I'll learn the ropes. In about a month I'll move to Denmark where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/115832401393255809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/115832401393255809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115832401393255809' title='The life is saltfish'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-115324990454233797</id><published>2006-07-18T18:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:12:39.256Z</updated><title type='text'>As I predicted "I do" and "I do"</title><summary type='text'>Well guys. There hasn't been much going on around here so I see myself forced to put in an entry. Not that I don't like this once I get started. It's like going out running... the hardest thing is to but the proper clothes on.Well I came home from America almost a month ago where I met Seema, Nolo, Walker, Tim, Ms. Tim (remember her name), friends and a girlfriend of people previously </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/115324990454233797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/115324990454233797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115324990454233797' title='As I predicted &quot;I do&quot; and &quot;I do&quot;'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-115126217859648355</id><published>2006-06-25T18:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:02:58.613Z</updated><title type='text'>World Cup-fever</title><summary type='text'>Cheers guys,It's been a while since last blog, and I reckon it's all to blame on the World Cup. I guess things are going a bit slower at both UBS' London office and at PWC in Chicago when the games are on. I thank God they're playing in Europe this time, it makes my everyday rhytm smoother. The army life is pretty relaxed now, so there is plenty of time to watch all the matches. So far, Ghana and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/115126217859648355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/115126217859648355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115126217859648355' title='World Cup-fever'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114990732707564960</id><published>2006-06-10T02:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-10T02:42:07.090Z</updated><title type='text'>Bienvenido a Miami</title><summary type='text'>I'm in Miami. Just started my tour around America on Wednesday with a flight to NYC. After a taxi driver saved my life I had a short and rather sad experience of this city that I think must be great. I'd loved to stay there for a while.Yesterday I came here to Miami where Manolo is showing me around. It's been great to see him and we did a great catch up. Tonight we're going out and he and his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114990732707564960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114990732707564960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114990732707564960' title='Bienvenido a Miami'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114797799427665288</id><published>2006-05-18T18:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-18T18:46:34.296Z</updated><title type='text'>Barça!!!</title><summary type='text'>Campions!  Més que un club.http://www.fcbarcelona.com/eng/noticias/noticias/n06051711.shtml</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114797799427665288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114797799427665288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114797799427665288' title='Barça!!!'/><author><name>walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00162800984667922225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114645478393155994</id><published>2006-05-01T03:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-02T05:45:20.890Z</updated><title type='text'>Close</title><summary type='text'>Well in little over 3 weeks I'll be in Reykjavík. How good that will feel. I have been crossing over dates every day on my calendar an it was a big deal this morning when I went and crossed over the last day of April. Mentally it feels good to say I'll be home this month.I've even began packing which I usually leave to last minute but I figured all the clothes I'll leave to some poor farmer can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114645478393155994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114645478393155994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114645478393155994' title='Close'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114531327363472327</id><published>2006-04-17T22:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:34:33.703Z</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive</title><summary type='text'>Its been a while since I've blogged last, but honestly I don't have that much to say.  I am now living on Isla Chira in the Gulf of Nicoya, still in Costa Rica.  I was forced to move from my first site for security reasons and I was kinda bummed about that because I had started several proyectos.  Right now on the island, Im trying to start a theater club with some kids to promote AIDS awareness </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114531327363472327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114531327363472327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114531327363472327' title='Still Alive'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114353269398122518</id><published>2006-03-28T07:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-17T07:00:50.696Z</updated><title type='text'>A warning and a recommendation</title><summary type='text'>Wellwell, I've just learned the hard way how the open, all-access internet truly works and how one should take care in dealing with it. Desde ahora, voy a escribir algunas veces en español para joder con la gente que esté monitorando el blog. Talking about sensitive issues (como la vida en el ejército) is seemingly a no-go in such a free forum, my superiors say, and I was kind of embarrassed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114353269398122518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114353269398122518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114353269398122518' title='A warning and a recommendation'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114342979416117301</id><published>2006-03-27T03:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:23:14.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Just something</title><summary type='text'>Hi,Im in Hong Kong now so I can see all the blogspot sides. whoo hooo.Funny thing the first treet I saw here is called Tim Fuk. I thought it was funny and took a picture.I haven't got alot of time so Im gonna give you a list of Icelandic sayings.1. The raisin at the end of the hot-dog = Rúsínan í pylsuendanum.2. I measure one-pulled with it = Ég mæli eindregið með því.3. Now there won't do any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114342979416117301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114342979416117301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114342979416117301' title='Just something'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114117490302814014</id><published>2006-03-01T00:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:03:32.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of Speech, or Freedom to Incite?</title><summary type='text'>Well, I guess I'll get in on the act of blogging about the violence stemming from the cartoons. First of all, I think it's absolutely ridiculous that people are being killed and buildings are being destroyed because of an insensitive portrayal. But I guess when you combine economic woes and politicial frustration, the smallest event can spark the inferno. While I think the responsibility lies </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114117490302814014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114117490302814014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114117490302814014' title='Freedom of Speech, or Freedom to Incite?'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114037606474847071</id><published>2006-02-19T18:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-28T12:35:20.100Z</updated><title type='text'>Triggered feelings</title><summary type='text'>My odd fellas,To address the political debate Ulli mentioned. After years of learning that the world is getting closer through the forms of globalisation and cultural integration, the last weeks incidents show there's still a long way to go. Denmark took most of the blame for printing the cartoons, but after a tiny, christian-fanatic, norwegian newspaper I had never heard of before reprinted them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114037606474847071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114037606474847071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114037606474847071' title='Triggered feelings'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-114033076300710362</id><published>2006-02-19T06:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-19T06:32:43.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Words come with responsibility</title><summary type='text'>I decided to choose this name for my post because I was thinking about the Danish cartoons that have become infamous. I don't really want to say anything else about this exept that the whole discussion seems to be lost.Life in China is getting back on track after few weeks on the road. I told you that I got few weeks of because of the Chinese New Year (spring festival). I decided to go to South </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114033076300710362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/114033076300710362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114033076300710362' title='Words come with responsibility'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113899494710340589</id><published>2006-02-03T19:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-03T19:29:07.116Z</updated><title type='text'>Escape from the library...</title><summary type='text'>I have broken free from the clutches of the library for a brief time so that I might write a brief blog detailing my life in recent months. I couldn't believe it when I realized no one has blogged since 4 January...it seems like I was just reading those new posts from Adam and Ulli.I'm busy this semester finishing up my Masters in Accountancy, Specialization in Taxation (yeah, it won't get you a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113899494710340589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113899494710340589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113899494710340589' title='Escape from the library...'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113640173851609829</id><published>2006-01-04T19:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:08:58.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi,I decided to send Kat and Seems a little email asking them for an update because Adam mentioned it. Well I got a short letter from Kat. Here it goes...What I've been doing...Well, I've been after graduating I interned with the Department of State at theU.S. embassy in Ecuador which was a blast.  Then I moved to DC and startedworking for a consulting company called BearingPoint in their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113640173851609829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113640173851609829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113640173851609829' title=''/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113602683066486624</id><published>2005-12-31T10:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-31T11:00:30.676Z</updated><title type='text'>Barca is a football team</title><summary type='text'>Im sitting now in the beatiful city of Nanjing with 2006 closing in and this year has just over five hours to live.Me and my friends left from Gongqing to Shanghai as I've told you and we had great time. They ended up buying so much that both of tham had to buy a new suitcase. That didn't prove to be a problem because there they have the fake market where you can get a brand new (fake) sanmsonite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113602683066486624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113602683066486624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113602683066486624' title='Barca is a football team'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113577393878345111</id><published>2005-12-28T11:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-28T12:45:38.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary a todos!</title><summary type='text'>Apart from doing a very good impression of someone who has disappeared from the face of the planet I have no better excuse for not blogging apart from a demanding job and a resurgent social life!  Now considering that Constance has managed to find time and an internet connection in Costa Rica, and Ulli has evaded the Chinese thought police long enough to tap in a few words I thought it was about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113577393878345111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113577393878345111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113577393878345111' title='Happy Anniversary a todos!'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113525428110671315</id><published>2005-12-22T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-22T12:24:41.116Z</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas</title><summary type='text'>Hello,Just wanted to wish you all merry Christmas and happy new year. Tomorrow I'm going with two Icelandic friends who came to visit me to Shanghai where I will spend next 5 days. They brought me a "care-package" from home so I'm getting fater by the second. This is also my last day before leaving that I'll have internet. So I called my parents (and other relatives) with the help of Skype and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113525428110671315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113525428110671315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113525428110671315' title='Merry Xmas'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113416128839543403</id><published>2005-12-09T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-09T20:48:08.520Z</updated><title type='text'>Mi Vida Loca</title><summary type='text'>Hey yallI know its been quite a while since, Ive blogged. But I guess what matters is that Im blogging now!  So much has transpired in my life since my last blog.  I have certainly changed a lot (hopefully for the better) and needless to say I am happy.  So, where should I begin?  Im sure that all of yall have heard about the hurricane that hit south Louisiana.  Although I was not there, I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113416128839543403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113416128839543403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113416128839543403' title='Mi Vida Loca'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113384371606788807</id><published>2005-12-06T04:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:16:10.146Z</updated><title type='text'>One more thing....</title><summary type='text'>See this web page also. They've become rather famous as myth-busters in recent years.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113384371606788807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113384371606788807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113384371606788807' title='One more thing....'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113384325085873778</id><published>2005-12-06T03:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:16:51.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theorists vs. The Conservative Right</title><summary type='text'>This is entirely a reactionary posting, but hopefully it will come across as a fair rebuttal.Perhaps some of you took the time to click on the link Edgar sent out about the Flight 77-Pentagon collision on 11 Sept. 2001. Perhaps some of you had seen it before. In fact, I first saw this video about a year ago. We were deep in the heat of the election here, and I was pushing hard for Kerry, and this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113384325085873778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113384325085873778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113384325085873778' title='Conspiracy Theorists vs. The Conservative Right'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113301417625600068</id><published>2005-11-26T13:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-26T14:09:36.266Z</updated><title type='text'>A day in a life</title><summary type='text'>This morning I woke up at eight a clock which is quite unusual for me since I had the day of. As I it got closer to nine, and I still in bed, the strangest thing happened... the bed started to shake. I was surprised for a second but this was neither the first nor the second time I had lived earthquake. About an hour later there was another. I had talked to my colleague Richard to go to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113301417625600068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113301417625600068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113301417625600068' title='A day in a life'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113256863767056986</id><published>2005-11-21T10:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-21T10:23:57.740Z</updated><title type='text'>A spoonful of Barca-magic</title><summary type='text'>Any of you guys watched the Real-Barca game last week? If anyone ever doubted Ronaldinhos qualities, this was a definite answer. Two worldclass goals; comparable, but not superior, to the historic goal of Maradona from the England game in '86 WC, was a beautiful experience witnessing. I'm still breathless...Apart from that little is new. Staying in the army is pretty boring, especially since all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113256863767056986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113256863767056986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113256863767056986' title='A spoonful of Barca-magic'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113234406378430384</id><published>2005-11-18T19:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-18T20:01:03.796Z</updated><title type='text'>We's the boyz from Illinoyz...</title><summary type='text'>Alright, I confess...I'm guilty of not reading the blog in quite some time. After Adam's last blog about his 100 hour work week I spiralled into a deep depression over my dear friend's lost innocence. But I found my way back when I heard that people were blogging about eating dogs. My roommate has a dog that I absolutely despise, and I often think about eating her. She's a mutt on speed. Jokes...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113234406378430384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113234406378430384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113234406378430384' title='We&apos;s the boyz from Illinoyz...'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-113138381608969692</id><published>2005-11-07T16:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-07T17:16:56.140Z</updated><title type='text'>Man Bites Dog</title><summary type='text'>Well...Ten weeks in China and life is getting better. Last time I blogged the culture shock was killing me but that time of depression is behind and I've started to enjoy the life more. Last weekend the school invited us to Lu Shan Mountains which is a vacation place close to where i live and both Chang-Kai-Shek and Mao Zedong went there to rest. The latter one actually lived there for nine years</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113138381608969692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/113138381608969692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113138381608969692' title='Man Bites Dog'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112923313113619715</id><published>2005-10-13T19:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:51:16.733Z</updated><title type='text'>Live from New York,</title><summary type='text'>whats up peepswere not dead! i know all of us lazy bastards are still reading the blog, even if we are not posting... I know because thats what I do, lol.anyways, things are good here in NYC. I have been working quite hard here, recently things have started to pick up and we just closed a fairly large debt placement.I was in Las Vegas last week - I met some family out there actually, so it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112923313113619715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112923313113619715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112923313113619715' title='Live from New York,'/><author><name>walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00162800984667922225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112896580155435477</id><published>2005-10-10T17:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:36:41.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Back from the dead!!!!</title><summary type='text'>...just when I thought I was out, they dragged me back in!  As the great Mr. Corleone once said (or near enough anyway) I have managed to find time in my ridiculously work orientated life to formulate some sort of post for your delectation and enjoyment.I have also been saving up my long words in order to challenge Tim somewhat in the vocab stakes!The last time I blogged must have been some time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112896580155435477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112896580155435477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112896580155435477' title='Back from the dead!!!!'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112859410721812538</id><published>2005-10-06T10:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-06T10:23:16.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Superficial, or taught discipline?</title><summary type='text'>Ulli, just a short comment to you feeling people being superficial: What I learned, was that the students did care about topics about "what's going on in this world", but you have to search for "trigger-questions" that make them share their points of view with you. My preferred way of doing it was by pretending a bit naive and ask some open-ended questions and then let them explain to me how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112859410721812538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112859410721812538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112859410721812538' title='Superficial, or taught discipline?'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112808759084725614</id><published>2005-09-30T13:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-30T13:39:50.853Z</updated><title type='text'>Dead!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hello,This blog seems to be dyeing and not that slowly. So well here I come to save the day... or something. Say the live goes on here as everywhere else. The bad thing is that I'm in the middle of a culture shock so I don't feel it's any fun at all and basically I think very many things in China suck. On the other hand my thesis was on culture shock so I'm well prepared for this (shit). I expect</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112808759084725614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112808759084725614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112808759084725614' title='Dead!!!'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112741063429508867</id><published>2005-09-22T17:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-22T17:37:14.303Z</updated><title type='text'>Took you long enough, Steffen</title><summary type='text'>Good to hear that Steffen will soon be joining us on the blog. It'll be interesting to get a different perspective, as well as updates on the state of things in Deutschland. Things are pretty tame here. The weather's great, although hotter than usual for this time of year (36 C today). Not so for Houston, which is expecting to take a huge hit from Hurricane Rita tomorrow or Saturday. My fiancee's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112741063429508867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112741063429508867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112741063429508867' title='Took you long enough, Steffen'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112732891292307765</id><published>2005-09-21T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:58:36.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Funny Thing</title><summary type='text'>Hello,It's a funny thing this censorship because even though I can't see the blog I can still blog. That is I can go to blogger.com and sign in. I just read ALL of your posts in the edit post section. Nice to hear that your doing fine.For the first two weeks here I was getting to think that this experience would prove out to be boring as hell since I didn't have anything to do. Nothing worked, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112732891292307765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112732891292307765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112732891292307765' title='Funny Thing'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112723603725934731</id><published>2005-09-20T16:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-28T12:36:35.716Z</updated><title type='text'>Among brothers in arms</title><summary type='text'>Well, I guess it's about time I write something. Actually Tim, my life as G.I.Lars is not that busy any more. Some weeks ago, we had the final selection-week for the airborne division. It was pretty intensive, with lots of walking, walking and walking with a heavy backpack and very limited food and rest. After three days my body hurt so badly that the "prove yourself as a man"-motivation I had, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112723603725934731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112723603725934731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112723603725934731' title='Among brothers in arms'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112709696548088500</id><published>2005-09-19T02:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-19T02:29:25.490Z</updated><title type='text'>Long live the blog!</title><summary type='text'>It appears our blog has gone a bit dead since Ulli left for China. Now that Adam is a working man and Vegard is GI Joe (GI Lars??), and some of us have returned to school for the fall, I suppose everyone's pretty busy. My problem is sheer laziness. I haven't been all that busy with school, and now that I live well off campus I find that I'm bored out of my mind at night. There is often plenty of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112709696548088500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112709696548088500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112709696548088500' title='Long live the blog!'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112603150450827502</id><published>2005-09-06T18:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:31:44.516Z</updated><title type='text'>Hitting Close to Home</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure how often Constance will check this blog, but I would like to pass along my prayers anyway for her home. Constance is from Lafayette, Lousiana, an area hard-hit by Hurricane Katrina, and both Constance and Manolo attended Loyola University in New Orleans, a city facing a very long road to recovery. I'm sure you all remember Constance's spirit...she truly lived with the energy that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112603150450827502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112603150450827502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112603150450827502' title='Hitting Close to Home'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112463381656060300</id><published>2005-08-21T13:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-21T14:16:56.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Clint</title><summary type='text'>Hello,This will probably be my last blog for a while. I hope I can send you some post and even if the authorities have lifted the ban on this site. So my flight plan is rather strange.  First I'll fly to Copenhagen where I will stay overnight, then a flight to Helsinki where I'll stay for two hours and then a nine hour flight to Shanghai. There I'll stay for a day and the night after I'll fly to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112463381656060300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112463381656060300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112463381656060300' title='Clint'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112419847370593085</id><published>2005-08-16T12:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:21:13.746Z</updated><title type='text'>five days six nights</title><summary type='text'>Next Monday around this time I'll be in Denmark. In a week I'll be China.So as you may guess time is a luxury I don't have at the moment. I want to say goodbye to all my friends but I don't time to spend a whole afternoon with the same person, wash clothes, arrange and so on and so on. I'm for example meeting this Chinese guy on Wednesday at six to get the names of all the Icelandic companies in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112419847370593085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112419847370593085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112419847370593085' title='five days six nights'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112343194685152360</id><published>2005-08-07T16:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-28T12:40:17.640Z</updated><title type='text'>In the jungle, the mighty jungle</title><summary type='text'>Cheers guys,Todays bright spot in my life has been updating myself on your new posts. As I wrote earlier, I was forced to join the military, and applied for the airborne division (paratroopers) which is known for being the toughest one. After an early draft of 400 people, I made it into the 100 who was allowed into the pre-training. Next week the final selection will be held where the 100 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112343194685152360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112343194685152360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112343194685152360' title='In the jungle, the mighty jungle'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112256646553685714</id><published>2005-07-28T15:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:01:05.543Z</updated><title type='text'>This is not America</title><summary type='text'>Hey,I thought that Tims last post about America being on track of becoming Brazil of the 21st century in football was rather funny. Though it was funny I have to 'take a piss' about the FIFA ranking list. A few years back people were saying that Iceland was doing bad because they went to down some 30 seats in the ranking list. Well the reason was that we were losing but there were other reasons </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112256646553685714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112256646553685714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112256646553685714' title='This is not America'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112256249161705669</id><published>2005-07-28T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-28T14:54:51.623Z</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Fire v. AC Milan--A moral victory</title><summary type='text'>I went to watch my hometown Chicago Fire of the MLS take on AC Milan last night. We dominated the game, though the 3-1 score (in favor of Milan) does not show it. Christian Vieri struck first in the 21st minute, scoring on a rebound off keeper Zach Thornton, who had to hit the ground to save a Bobo header off a Paolo Maldini cross. But the fans erupted as the Fire answered a minute later, off the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112256249161705669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112256249161705669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112256249161705669' title='Chicago Fire v. AC Milan--A moral victory'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112231435085957989</id><published>2005-07-25T17:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-25T17:59:10.866Z</updated><title type='text'>Heat Wave</title><summary type='text'>Well, I know I am wont to comment on the weather, perhaps much moreso than any other blogger, but yesterday was truly a scorcher here. We hit 104 F (40 C), with heat index readings (a combination of the heat and humidity) up to 109 F (43 C). Needless to say, I was soaking up the A/C yesterday and moving with unusual torpor when I did venture outside.I'm sure Ulli will pass his tests in flying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112231435085957989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112231435085957989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112231435085957989' title='Heat Wave'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112203186155524347</id><published>2005-07-22T11:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:31:01.560Z</updated><title type='text'>Happiness and madness</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was strange. In the morning I got my "finish uni loan" accepted which lowered my interest substantially. For the first time in a long time I went to my internet bank and saw only blue numbers opposite to the regular red (negative) ones. So for the bigger part of the day I was very happy.In the night I went to see my team play. I thought that they played very well but the referee was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112203186155524347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112203186155524347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112203186155524347' title='Happiness and madness'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112152127311081799</id><published>2005-07-16T13:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-16T13:41:13.116Z</updated><title type='text'>Pura Vida en Ticolandia!</title><summary type='text'>Hey yallSo I have arrived in Costa Rica and everything is going very well.  I am officially poor!  I have never wanted, or needed anything in my entire life so I think this is going to be the toughest change.  My living wage averages to about 3 dollars and fifty cents per day.  With that money I am to pay for snacks, transportation, and entertainment.  I will be living at the level of the people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112152127311081799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112152127311081799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112152127311081799' title='Pura Vida en Ticolandia!'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112136634021194406</id><published>2005-07-14T18:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-14T18:39:00.243Z</updated><title type='text'>Political Islam</title><summary type='text'>I've been reading quite a few articles and commentaries following the horrific events in London one week ago. On multiple occasions I have seen mention of "political Islam," a philosophy that espouses Islam-dominated politics in the traditional democracies of Western Europe. According to my reading, political Islam feels that secular democracies are not compatible with Islam and encourages </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112136634021194406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112136634021194406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112136634021194406' title='Political Islam'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112095666237905985</id><published>2005-07-10T00:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:51:02.386Z</updated><title type='text'>London lives on...</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys,so I suppose this isn't the most auspicious start for a blog but as you all well know London got devastated on Thursday.  The most shocking thing for most of us is that it came the day after we got the amazing news that we would be hosting the 2012 Olympic Games, we really didn't expect to win and thought Paris was favourites but the passion and vivour of our bid must have shone through!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112095666237905985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112095666237905985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112095666237905985' title='London lives on...'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112073991256776602</id><published>2005-07-07T11:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-07T16:16:52.806Z</updated><title type='text'>I thought I could organize freedom...  How Scandinavian of me</title><summary type='text'>Hey ya'all,This is Iceland calling. Just few hours ago we heard about London never a good thought to hear about these things. Currently there are two dead and many injured and I hope those numbers won't increase. Other thing I hope that Adam &amp; Svana and other friends in this great city are all right. It would be nice to get a line from them as Constance did after 11th of Mars in Madrid.Although </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112073991256776602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112073991256776602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112073991256776602' title='I thought I could organize freedom...  How Scandinavian of me'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-112058369697425869</id><published>2005-07-05T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-05T17:14:56.980Z</updated><title type='text'>Perezoso</title><summary type='text'>I've been lazy about keeping up with my postings, and I really have no excuse. I sit in front of a computer for 8 hours every day with little or nothing to do. There is a marked difference between the work level during this internship and that of my winter internship. They expect NOTHING of me now. Nice to have time to catch up on my e-mail and news, but you can only read the newspaper cover to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112058369697425869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/112058369697425869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112058369697425869' title='Perezoso'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111956482182913705</id><published>2005-07-04T19:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:52:49.316Z</updated><title type='text'>Marquis de Esade</title><summary type='text'>Whats up crew?!, long time no blog. Good to be back after a long hiatus of generally working, chillin and enjoying NYC. Things are going well here, finally starting to get sunny and people enjoying the summer - spending time in the park playing football / frisbee, hiking, kayaking etc. on the weekends.I had my birthday recently - June 20th. Despite many bets to the contrary, I have lived to see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111956482182913705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111956482182913705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#111956482182913705' title='Marquis de Esade'/><author><name>walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00162800984667922225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111966098652130268</id><published>2005-06-24T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-25T00:56:26.573Z</updated><title type='text'>Airborne</title><summary type='text'>So... this is how it feels like! I've been silently suffering the talk of you guys wrapping up your last exams meanwhile I have been plagued all until last thursday. Man, that really felt weird. My last exam for a very long time, maybe ever. But now I'm done, and the feeling is greatly satisfactory - I can tell!Lately I've been called in for military duty. I was originally called to serve at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111966098652130268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111966098652130268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111966098652130268' title='Airborne'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111952923394756140</id><published>2005-06-23T12:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-23T12:20:33.950Z</updated><title type='text'>Batman Begins</title><summary type='text'>Last nite I went to the movies to see the new Batman movie. I just have to say that it was a very good movie and is comparable to the first one. But I have to brag. A big part of the movie is 'shot' in Iceland. The scenes from where he's thrown out of the bus until he gets on the plane are all shot in Iceland and maybe before that also. You should have seen the crowd in the theater when they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111952923394756140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111952923394756140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111952923394756140' title='Batman Begins'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111937331084480829</id><published>2005-06-21T16:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-22T10:21:54.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Back from Africa, Ahora Pa Costa Rica</title><summary type='text'>Nangadef!I've just gotten back from Africa and I had a marvellious time!  I really should have stayed longer.  I wish I would have.  Too bad I actually have a job and I cant just bum around the globe any longer.  While I was in Senegal I lived with a family on Goree Island.  I took French classes in the morning and in the afternoons I helped out at the clinic that my dad and co. were sponsoring.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111937331084480829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111937331084480829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111937331084480829' title='Back from Africa, Ahora Pa Costa Rica'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111936062859697123</id><published>2005-06-21T13:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-21T13:30:28.600Z</updated><title type='text'>Independence day</title><summary type='text'>During the last 7 working days (not including Friday since it's our independence day*) I have worked for one.  The reason is that they gave me a small job in a small department but everybody else is so busy that they don't have time to teach me how to do their job. Instead of working I have listened to the intranet i-tunes read all the football (soccer) news there are in the world. I've blogged </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111936062859697123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111936062859697123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111936062859697123' title='Independence day'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111874282811047104</id><published>2005-06-14T09:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:08:51.866Z</updated><title type='text'>News from Texas</title><summary type='text'>I guess I promised to send in at least two blogs a week so I figured I could send you what is happening in Seema and Kat's life since I sent them both an email few weeks ago. I'll just let'em speak for'em selfs.Seema:I am about 3 weeks away from finishing my first year or medical school!  I have my last final on May 26, and then I'll have a few days off for memorial day. (one of our holidays)  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111874282811047104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111874282811047104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111874282811047104' title='News from Texas'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111839926586550670</id><published>2005-06-10T10:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-11T00:34:53.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Cop Cun Ca</title><summary type='text'>Hey there,Just got back from Thailand last afternoon. It was a long travel since we had to fly 10 hours from Thailand to Copenhavn and three from there to here. Last but not the least we had a 45 minute bus trip from Keflavík to Reykjaví­k actually the three hour flight was just as bad as the 10 hour one. Since we flew with a low cost airline. In the Iceland express you basically have to sit with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111839926586550670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111839926586550670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111839926586550670' title='Cop Cun Ca'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111696135661681946</id><published>2005-05-24T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-24T19:02:36.620Z</updated><title type='text'>If April showers bring May flowers, then what do May flowers bring?</title><summary type='text'>Pilgrims, obviously!!! Sorry, my grandma told me that old joke the last time she was over (the thousandth time I've heard it from her), so I figured you guys could share in my misery. If anyone needs clarification (due to a failure to study every minute aspect of American history in school, perhaps), just let me know.I have graduated and am now an official alumnus of the University of Illinois. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111696135661681946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111696135661681946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111696135661681946' title='If April showers bring May flowers, then what do May flowers bring?'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111679319531771045</id><published>2005-05-22T20:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:19:55.323Z</updated><title type='text'>The End is Nigh...</title><summary type='text'>Phew!I am still alive and well, managed to escape the death trap that are exams and live to tell the tale!  Now having made it sound so dramatic I must confess that it probably wasn't as bad as I expected it to be and am almost kinda sad that it all passed by so quickly!  Not that I have completely finished... still got two left to do before the summer of freedom beckons though being Spanish and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111679319531771045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111679319531771045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111679319531771045' title='The End is Nigh...'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111636240444233561</id><published>2005-05-17T20:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:40:04.446Z</updated><title type='text'>Story of the charmless man</title><summary type='text'>Hey, I just realized that through this blog we have a kind of worldwide (at least Europe and the U.S.) correspondence network, and it truly fascinates me. I must admit that I feared losing touch with you lot (and many other Barca-people I've actually lost touch with) after we all returned to our cradles, so all cred to how this thing is running! I haven't got much to report really. I'm thrilled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111636240444233561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111636240444233561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111636240444233561' title='Story of the charmless man'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111630025004768234</id><published>2005-05-17T03:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-17T03:24:10.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Tim's Pics</title><summary type='text'>See all of Tim's pics (including those on Walker's site) at my new Fotki.com site (www.fotki.com/timothyfrench).Tim</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111630025004768234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111630025004768234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111630025004768234' title='Tim&apos;s Pics'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111575106007741198</id><published>2005-05-10T18:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-10T18:51:00.203Z</updated><title type='text'>Bono's Got My Digits</title><summary type='text'>I suppose my big news at the mo' is that I went to the U2 concert on Saturday night and had the time of my life. They've sold out 4 shows in Chicago for the spring leg of their tour, and I believe 4 more for the fall leg, and it was wicked tough to get tickets. I'm glad I did though as I had a blast. They really do put on a great show, and Bono gave mad props to Chi-town. We packed 22,000 people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111575106007741198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111575106007741198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111575106007741198' title='Bono&apos;s Got My Digits'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111559236472116526</id><published>2005-05-08T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:46:04.836Z</updated><title type='text'>Survivin' Revisin'</title><summary type='text'>Yes Tim, the weight of them there tomes are weighing upon my slight frame ;opNo seriously they are, this little blog counts as a study break for me (as did dinner and the TV show I just watched ;op), and then I will be returning to the thrilling and invigorating topic of encouraging youth employment in small businesses!Yup, doesn't get more exciting than that!What does get exciting is what I can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111559236472116526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111559236472116526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111559236472116526' title='Survivin&apos; Revisin&apos;'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111559191677106756</id><published>2005-05-08T22:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:38:36.880Z</updated><title type='text'>C'est La Vie</title><summary type='text'>I think that life has been good to me recently. Just liked to say that because my friend said that no one was satisfied with their life.I came back from Berlin on Monday. It was great trip what else does a man need ... Beer, Football (soccer to some of you), Sun. I can think of one thing but let's not start complaining. I'm not going into details of the trip but it was a blast. Interesting to see</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111559191677106756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111559191677106756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111559191677106756' title='C&apos;est La Vie'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111506014965478024</id><published>2005-05-02T18:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-02T18:55:49.656Z</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating</title><summary type='text'>Hey y'll,  I have not posted in a while so here is the skinny.I am finally graduating (12 days to be exact)! YAY!  I am so ready to be finished with undergrad.  About two weeks after my graduation I am going to Africa.  My father is a doctor and he is going to be doing a mission in Senegal for three weeks.  Its going to be a group of doctors and me (I convinced them that it was absolutely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111506014965478024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111506014965478024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111506014965478024' title='Procrastinating'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111455491891800960</id><published>2005-04-26T22:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-26T22:35:18.920Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm a jelly donut, too</title><summary type='text'>I suppose Ulli's not having been to Copenhagen is a bit like an American who has never been to New York, Washington DC, Boston, or Los Angeles, in which case I am an offender on all counts. Wish I could say that I was going to Berlin, but Florida is the limit to my dreams and aspirations. I'm still happily on the lash here at Uni with nothing to do. Going to the pub to watch the Cubs play tonight</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111455491891800960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111455491891800960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111455491891800960' title='I&apos;m a jelly donut, too'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111448459118289264</id><published>2005-04-26T02:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-26T03:03:11.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Ich Bin Ein Berliner</title><summary type='text'>On Friday I handed in my Bachelor Thesis for a final review. That was nice. I had finished my exams on the Monday before so all I have to do now is wait until my teacher gives it back to me with corrections which I'll make, hand it in and voila school's over. The future is although as uncertain as ever.As a short holiday six guys are going to Berlin to compete as the schools team in Europe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111448459118289264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111448459118289264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111448459118289264' title='Ich Bin Ein Berliner'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111442303895269766</id><published>2005-04-25T09:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-25T09:57:18.953Z</updated><title type='text'>Tilder!</title><summary type='text'>Cheerio ye lads and lasses,Just a short question to our eminent english speakers: Does anyone care to tell me which key is the tilder-key? I was just one the phone with an english speaking support guy and he told me that all I had to do was to press the tilder key... I didn't know what f****** key that was and since the Scandinavian keyboard differs from the English one, trying to locate it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111442303895269766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111442303895269766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111442303895269766' title='Tilder!'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111383720654417947</id><published>2005-04-18T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-18T15:13:26.546Z</updated><title type='text'>Just another Manic Monday</title><summary type='text'>So I thinks to meself, what shall I do on this fine Monday morning? Well, save the blog of course. It seems that we have had another fall-off in recent days, so I'll try to spice it up a bit. Nothing much to tell about work other than what you've already heard. I worked long hours as a tax accountant, and the details would kill this blog rather than resurrect it. Although one interesting tidbit--</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111383720654417947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111383720654417947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111383720654417947' title='Just another Manic Monday'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111297490956397895</id><published>2005-04-08T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-08T15:41:49.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Obladi-Oblada</title><summary type='text'>Hepp, I was thinking about making a "bloggers missing"-statement myself just a second ago, but Adam came in before me. Anyway, here comes a little update on what's going on in my beautiful life...To Adam's question, I haven't started working yet. Actually it seems like I might have to postpone my starting date in McKinsey as I've been called in for military duty. Yep, for those of you who didn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111297490956397895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111297490956397895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111297490956397895' title='Obladi-Oblada'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111289551217587513</id><published>2005-04-07T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-07T17:38:32.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Anyone out there????????/</title><summary type='text'>Yo yo!Where is everybody?This the ghost blog now?Walker, hows it goin with the all conquering consultancy venture?  Got your hotel built yet?Bea, come stai?!?  Hows the job goin, smoking ban in NYC driving you real crazy?????Tim, hope your still alive mate, looks like accountancy is much more hardcore than I thought!Svana, still having it large in London?  What project you working on at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111289551217587513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111289551217587513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111289551217587513' title='Anyone out there????????/'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111196020505868957</id><published>2005-03-27T21:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:50:05.060Z</updated><title type='text'>Vísur Vatnsenda-Rósu</title><summary type='text'>Hey,I'm sitting in the cafeteria in my school, studying for a text on Wednesday. The course is Iceland and the European Union which is actually very interesting but I want to do everything else except do this... as you may see. Also if there is any time that you can party in Iceland it's Easter because there are so many days of in a row.On, what we call, Long-Friday (the day that Jesus died) I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111196020505868957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111196020505868957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111196020505868957' title='Vísur Vatnsenda-Rósu'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111180110919932107</id><published>2005-03-26T01:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-26T01:38:29.203Z</updated><title type='text'>Is 22 officially adult age?????</title><summary type='text'>I feel old guys!I mean officially old, I think 21 suited me far better than 22 does.  21 was the year of hope and glory, involved sun in Spain and dreams for the future, now this year just promises to be plain boring with a shed load of work on top of that!  Final exams and coursework to be done errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, thats all I can say!Then again I guess the other way to look at it is three months </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111180110919932107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111180110919932107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111180110919932107' title='Is 22 officially adult age?????'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111067814769754062</id><published>2005-03-13T01:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-13T01:42:27.700Z</updated><title type='text'>He lives!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Yes, yes, it's true, I've been lax with my blogging. But alas, I must claim the excuse that I've been made into someone's tax bitch until April 15th. Not too much interesting about work, other than seeing how much money some people make in a year. Haven't been up to anything interesting really since Walker came into town. I was supposed to meet with Nim, Nate, and Bryan for lunch last week, but I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111067814769754062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111067814769754062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111067814769754062' title='He lives!!!!!'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111031244369839413</id><published>2005-03-08T19:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:07:23.700Z</updated><title type='text'>:-)</title><summary type='text'>hi guys, i want to share with you my happiness.. they have offered me a job!! I was supposed to stay only 3 months because of the visa, american imigration laws dont allow you to stay longer than that without a visa. i already booked my flight for april 14th.. but... the bank has offered me to do a j1 that's a visa with wich you can stay up to 18 months.. yeah!!! they'd also pay me, which is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111031244369839413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111031244369839413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111031244369839413' title=':-)'/><author><name>guest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928275443520467105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111022536840130274</id><published>2005-03-07T19:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-07T19:56:08.400Z</updated><title type='text'>Photobucket</title><summary type='text'>This is a test post from Photobucket.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111022536840130274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111022536840130274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111022536840130274' title='Photobucket'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-111022590150446416</id><published>2005-03-07T19:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:05:01.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello all,I really dont have very much going on in my life.  I am terribly ill with this sickness  called seniorits which is inhibiting me from being as productive as I should be in school.  I am teaching English to a family from Iraq.  The father has a very basic level of English (he has lived here for about a year)and the two kids, a 7 year old  and an 11 year old are pretty clueless.  The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111022590150446416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/111022590150446416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111022590150446416' title=''/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110970894011583909</id><published>2005-03-01T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:29:00.116Z</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself and Svana........</title><summary type='text'>Howdy pardners!I think Ulli must have just been suffering from momentary depression, this blog is still goin strong dont you worry!  Once Tim is removed from his position as part time gymp at PWC we should definately see some changes, what you planning to do for your birthday young one?!!?My life, since my last blog has had its ups and downs, though at least a little bit of va va voom has crept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110970894011583909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110970894011583909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110970894011583909' title='Me, myself and Svana........'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110962411207527611</id><published>2005-02-28T20:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T01:34:21.400Z</updated><title type='text'>Young forever</title><summary type='text'>Hey peeps,it's been a slow month at the blog and I've really started not to care. Since I put up the counter there have been 456 visitors which means around 7,6 per day.Tomorrow I'm going to Brussels and since it is so cold in Europe right now it's colder there than here. It's a five day excursion but we'll only have classes for two day. Interpretation ... get drunk at least 3 times. I'm going to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110962411207527611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110962411207527611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110962411207527611' title='Young forever'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110920177326307468</id><published>2005-02-23T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:36:13.266Z</updated><title type='text'>me - older</title><summary type='text'>So the time has come, me getting older..I realized as I'm writing this I don't really know how old all you guys are. I remember photos from Tim's 21st and also remember Adam striking me as pretty young taking account for his appearance. But with Ulli, Walker, Svana, Bea, Ceez, I'm sad to say I have no clue..Well, I turned 24 today, not much of a celebration, but I went out to have a meal and some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110920177326307468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110920177326307468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110920177326307468' title='me - older'/><author><name>Vegard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18149530969760660795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110919294369531071</id><published>2005-02-23T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:20:08.853Z</updated><title type='text'>La sombra del viento</title><summary type='text'>I agree. I loved that book too, It was awesome. I dont know if you guys remember about my boyfriend (now he's my ex-boyfriend), his name is Daniele and he came to see me in Bcn 3 times.. I know you are wondering " what do I care about Beatrice's ex boyfriend?!". Well the book talks about this guy called Daniel who works in his dad's bookstore and his girlfriend's name is Beatriz, plus it takes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110919294369531071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110919294369531071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110919294369531071' title='La sombra del viento'/><author><name>guest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928275443520467105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110886127557901244</id><published>2005-02-20T00:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-20T01:01:15.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another dynasty</title><summary type='text'>Well, work is the same ol' same ol' for the most part, but it does have its highlights. When we get a really cool, famous client things get a bit more interesting. We were doing several returns the other day for a family of Romanoffs, and we thought that with their money and the schools they were attending that something was up. After a bit of research it turns out that they are the Romanovs of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110886127557901244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110886127557901244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110886127557901244' title='Another day, another dynasty'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110857117722051064</id><published>2005-02-16T16:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T16:26:17.220Z</updated><title type='text'>Adam was in Bcn</title><summary type='text'>hi Svana, i know that Adam was in Barcelona for Valentine's day and he was gonna spend a few days there. The best soccer players of the world were palying a game and all the revenues were for people hit by tsunami, he had ticktes for the match.Living in New York City is awesome. i'm having a lot of fun and you know how excited you are when you live in a new place. Have you heard about the orange </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110857117722051064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110857117722051064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110857117722051064' title='Adam was in Bcn'/><author><name>guest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928275443520467105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110849489488074918</id><published>2005-02-15T19:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-15T19:14:54.883Z</updated><title type='text'>WHERE IS ADAM???</title><summary type='text'>Hello AdamI am in birmingham, trying to get a hold of you. Already called you a couple of times.... maybe you just don't want to meet me, maybe you've changed your number..... hummmAnyway, give me a call soon, I'm only here for a couple of more daysSvana07810786269XXXXX</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110849489488074918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110849489488074918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110849489488074918' title='WHERE IS ADAM???'/><author><name>Svanlaug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00966632892992703116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110813644082079633</id><published>2005-02-11T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-11T15:40:40.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Grrreat week</title><summary type='text'>Hey,It has somehow felt like a great week, that is the one that is passing. Last time I blogged I didn't have much to say and it was a bigger reason that I hadn't done it for a while than I had actually something to say. The good news aren't really coming through but I had a job interview in the bank I'm currently working in about getting a better job. I talked to the top two in HR (who actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110813644082079633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110813644082079633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110813644082079633' title='Grrreat week'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110777336030754479</id><published>2005-02-07T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-07T10:49:20.306Z</updated><title type='text'>A few jokes</title><summary type='text'>1.Why is American beer served cold?To differentiate it from urine2.The CEO's of the biggest breweries around the world all had a meeting in Amsterdam. At noon they all took a brake and went to the nearest restaurant. When it came to ordering drinks they all ordered their own production. The manager of Miller ordered Miller light, the one of Heineken chose Heinken. But when the waitor came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110777336030754479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110777336030754479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110777336030754479' title='A few jokes'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110774348393316319</id><published>2005-02-07T02:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-07T02:31:23.933Z</updated><title type='text'>Sick, tired and homeless</title><summary type='text'>Hey,So you haven't any of my long blogs for quite a while a have a few excuses but not enough. The first is that for the first two weeks of this year I was sick which was terrible got a pulmonia (I think it's called) the second week and something else the other.I came a week late to school because of this, I have 4 courses but I only need two to graduate so I think I'll quit one... I just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110774348393316319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110774348393316319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110774348393316319' title='Sick, tired and homeless'/><author><name>Úlli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18166103255434274990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images5.fotki.com/v60/photos/1/140574/737724/Picture081me-vi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110744101129806300</id><published>2005-02-03T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-03T14:30:11.300Z</updated><title type='text'>Slave Labour in the Chi-Tizzle</title><summary type='text'>Well, no time to blog much as I've got to get back to my slave labor, but I just wanted to inform everyone that Walker ventured west to Chicago last weekend and we met up and had a blast. After an amazing dinner at a Brazilian churrascaria (and an even more amazing bill!!!), we went to an Irish pub (again, I had nothing to do with this decision) and had a good time catching up. I met Walker's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110744101129806300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110744101129806300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110744101129806300' title='Slave Labour in the Chi-Tizzle'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110718423163606878</id><published>2005-01-31T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:04:03.873Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello from New York City</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys!!!!! Today starts my 3rd week in the big apple.  It took me a week to find a place to live, while I was staying in a hotel (very money consuming, seems there are no cheap hotels in the city) I was going around to see rooms in apt to share. I finally got a nice room in a nice apt with a nice roommate.  It's in greenwich village (for those of you that are familiar) and it's a great area </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110718423163606878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110718423163606878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110718423163606878' title='Hello from New York City'/><author><name>guest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928275443520467105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110695657933725315</id><published>2005-01-28T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T23:56:29.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Mardi Gras Mambo</title><summary type='text'>Down in New Orleans where the blues were bornIt takes a cool cat just to blow a hornOn LaSalle and Rampart StreetThe combo player with the mambo beatMardi gras mambo, mambo, mamboMardi gras mambo, mambo, mamboMardi Gras mambo down in New Orleans  (I've heard that song 1,000 times in the past hour so I decided to post the lyrics)So, everything is really picking up here and it is great!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110695657933725315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110695657933725315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110695657933725315' title='Mardi Gras Mambo'/><author><name>Constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017158723200293571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110669287682143396</id><published>2005-01-25T22:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-25T22:41:16.820Z</updated><title type='text'>All the work!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hello, hello, hello,I can feel the huge gasps as baited breath is let out of the blogs collective lungs as it is that time again, my blog!!!!!!!!!!!I returned to university earlier this month to an absolute deluge of work and have only just reappeared from under the mountain of books that I was hiding under, I know this might be a hard thought for most of you to believe but once in a while </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110669287682143396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110669287682143396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110669287682143396' title='All the work!!!!'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829142645524714827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263440.post-110601646978346850</id><published>2005-01-18T02:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T02:47:49.783Z</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution...To Survive</title><summary type='text'>Well, this is my first blog of the year, and I'd like to think that you were all quite worried about my well being. You needn't worry for a few more weeks, at least. I started my internship last week with a week of training in Stone Mountain, Georgia, right outside of Atlanta, down in Constance's Dirrty South. The training was boring as hell, but the weather was great. It was warm (70 F, probably</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110601646978346850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263440/posts/default/110601646978346850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartomas.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110601646978346850' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution...To Survive'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522010997981787129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
