<?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-4392347490846557785</id><updated>2011-07-22T17:50:19.072-07:00</updated><category term='student'/><category term='Jobs'/><category term='Tattoo'/><category term='Graduation'/><category term='Life'/><category term='College'/><category term='ASE'/><category term='automotive'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Ol' Skool Twisted</title><subtitle type='html'>Music.&lt;p&gt;
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Hot Rods.&lt;p&gt;
What else is there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-6425883679894821194</id><published>2011-02-23T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:41:19.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taking your car to the repair shop can be a stressful and sometimes  intimidating event. When your vehicle is in disrepair or is due for  service you shouldn’t find yourself in the lobby with your fingers  crossed or worse yet, worrying if the shop is taking advantage of you.  The following are a few simple steps you can take to feel more confident  on your next visit to the garage.
Step One: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/6425883679894821194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=6425883679894821194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/6425883679894821194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/6425883679894821194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2011/02/taking-your-car-to-repair-shop-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-8013816241255506196</id><published>2011-02-23T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T21:15:10.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choosing tires for Chicago winter driving</title><summary type='text'>
In a mid-western city like Chicago, maintaining your tires or choosing a  reliable set of replacements is important as the weather transitions  from the warm summer sun to the cold winter wind. Just as people begin  trying on old winter jackets to make sure they don't get caught freezing  during the first snow fall, your car needs a little preparation for the  change in season. Your tires are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/8013816241255506196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=8013816241255506196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/8013816241255506196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/8013816241255506196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2011/02/choosing-tires-for-chicago-winter.html' title='Choosing tires for Chicago winter driving'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-2574902980422359153</id><published>2011-02-08T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T18:49:22.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good ol' Days</title><summary type='text'>Click the pics below to see what it cost to almost rebuild your Model T in 1928. If only...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/2574902980422359153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=2574902980422359153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2574902980422359153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2574902980422359153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-ol-days.html' title='The Good ol&apos; Days'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/TVH_ZgTIAKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0M9jbIHlyI8/s72-c/OldLetter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-1756269797090712548</id><published>2009-07-29T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:54:40.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pen Street Press</title><summary type='text'>My friends, if you're looking for some truly good reading about current events, politics and anything else that is worth reading, please check out the Pen Street Press by the lovely Erica Christoffer.She is a wordsmith and an exemplary journalist.Pen StreetShared via AddThis</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/1756269797090712548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=1756269797090712548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/1756269797090712548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/1756269797090712548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2009/07/pen-street.html' title='Pen Street Press'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-4903462288050876514</id><published>2009-07-17T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:41:19.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><title type='text'>Skool Daze, Mechanistry and Art</title><summary type='text'>Well, the day finally came and quickly went.... I graduated from Universal Technical Institute!On May 29th, 2009 I made my final journey on campus, swiped a certificate from the school, a couple awards for helping out as a tutor and for my membership in the Student Union and burned a trail to full time wrenching at the Lexus dealer. Yeah looking back it went fast, but during the journey life sure</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/4903462288050876514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=4903462288050876514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/4903462288050876514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/4903462288050876514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2009/07/skool-daze-mechanistry-and-art.html' title='Skool Daze, Mechanistry and Art'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/SnCKlftlb_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Su803d8IBpU/s72-c/DSC07432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-9022511210956633473</id><published>2009-01-05T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:42:09.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='automotive'/><title type='text'>Life as an automotive student and apprentice: Vol. 2</title><summary type='text'>Month number 2 of wrenching for Lexus passed by like the air from a freshly punctured tire.As I continue my quest towards technical savvy I realize that there are a lot of challenges and rewards in store for me. There are a few milestones I reached recently that I'd like to share...Certifications and Recognition:I was recently recognized with a "Circle of Excellence" award at UTI for my efforts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/9022511210956633473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=9022511210956633473' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/9022511210956633473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/9022511210956633473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-as-automotive-student-and.html' title='Life as an automotive student and apprentice: Vol. 2'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/SWQz6uOAwPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yZrSBSoZ0MA/s72-c/DSC03149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-2628880917931237070</id><published>2008-11-30T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:55:32.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over.. The beginnigs of an Automotive Technician</title><summary type='text'>Beginning a new job is always full of so many things.... There's the excitement of new surroundings, new co-workers and new goals, the stress of learning how things tick within the company and the pressure of making a good first impression. Particularly with my new job, there's also the more practical excitement/stress combo of driving some fine (i.e. Expensive) luxury vehicles.I started my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/2628880917931237070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=2628880917931237070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2628880917931237070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2628880917931237070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2008/11/starting-over-beginnigs-of-automotive.html' title='Starting Over.. The beginnigs of an Automotive Technician'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/STNeWnsPI8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/lbwsMQKCt84/s72-c/atwork.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-2808800646464009878</id><published>2008-10-27T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:04:41.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobs'/><title type='text'>A first time for everything....</title><summary type='text'>It was a typical Monday morning which, for those you who know me well enough, means I was in a coma-like state as I ambled into the shop for another long week of work followed by school, rinse and repeat.I unlocked my toolbox, put away my keys and sunglasses in exchange for my trusty pen (always in my left breast pocket) and my safety glasses (propped stylishly on my head). I stood there and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/2808800646464009878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=2808800646464009878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2808800646464009878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2808800646464009878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-time-for-everything.html' title='A first time for everything....'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/SQXbFMm8EjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pv8pWXyd6Y8/s72-c/Lexus_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-906834752370549746</id><published>2008-07-16T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:23:30.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>From the knee of John Harley...</title><summary type='text'>It was a beautiful Saturday. After a nice morning of sleeping in and a late breakfast, Erica and I decided to run a few errands before we hit the beach. "Let's go open my TCF account" she said, in anticipation of incoming paychecks from her new jobs. We hopped in the car towards the bank.          On the way we stumbled across an art fair that spanned for blocks, full of all kinds of booths and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/906834752370549746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=906834752370549746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/906834752370549746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/906834752370549746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-knee-of-john-harley.html' title='From the knee of John Harley...'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/SH6PI6lDsHI/AAAAAAAAADM/Es0C0UAqLTo/s72-c/EngagedCouple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-1892015985841807656</id><published>2008-05-10T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:23:31.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Bittersweet Goobye</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this before moving to Chicago last summer and thought I would post it here as I watch, for the first time since 2001, the beginning of the motorcycle season without a ride of my own.A few months ago, upon the wonderful decision to move to Chicago and pursue an education, I started thinking about selling my Harley as a way to help pay for school, rent and the general costs of living. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/1892015985841807656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=1892015985841807656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/1892015985841807656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/1892015985841807656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2008/05/bittersweet-goobye.html' title='A Bittersweet Goobye'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/SCd_iLzz7SI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8uqHkJ9SgC4/s72-c/Harleysmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-2040203902570124616</id><published>2008-04-18T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:23:31.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And just for the record...</title><summary type='text'>A few of my writings have referred to global warming and the effects of pollution. I am neither an environmental scientist or any other qualified professional on the topic, far from it honestly. There is a lot of debate rolling around about whether global warming is actually a problem or if we're just seeing the effects of the downside of a continuing cycle that has been happening for thousands </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/2040203902570124616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=2040203902570124616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2040203902570124616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/2040203902570124616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-just-for-record.html' title='And just for the record...'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/SQ8qU_DCGXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XGYqfbpgy1s/s72-c/006_31A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-492407051984860534</id><published>2008-04-06T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:23:31.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I haven't forgotten you....</title><summary type='text'>It's been too long since the last time we were together. Life has taken a lot of twists and turns, time has been running as if it were scared by something but, amidst the craziness of life, I've been thinking about you more and more lately. I have been approached by a few people recently with an opportunity for us to be together again and I'm not sure what to do. I was hoping that writing to you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/492407051984860534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=492407051984860534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/492407051984860534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/492407051984860534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='I haven&apos;t forgotten you....'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R_kMx-JOaWI/AAAAAAAAACk/z3Ms_Q9r99M/s72-c/Drums+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-4114558777579774632</id><published>2008-04-05T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T12:06:55.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's kidding who?</title><summary type='text'>This past Tuesday, which was appropriately April Fool's Day, the Associated Press reported that the executives of "Big Oil" went before the U.S. Congress to defend their record $123 billion in profits and to fight for their $18 billion in tax relief. They are asking Congress not to refuse these tax breaks or they may not be able to afford to invest in alternative energy research. "On April Fool's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/4114558777579774632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=4114558777579774632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/4114558777579774632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/4114558777579774632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2008/04/whos-kidding-who.html' title='Who&apos;s kidding who?'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392347490846557785.post-7938112927141364303</id><published>2007-11-26T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:13:39.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Becoming a Master: The beginnings of a Chicago adventure</title><summary type='text'>So there we were, Erica and I sitting at our favorite table at Figlio (one of Uptown Minneapolis' finest establishments) and it was about time that we  stopped flirting  around with these notions of returning to student life and started making decisions. We had both done our homework and knew more about our respective schools than most of the professors probably did. Erica was debating about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/feeds/7938112927141364303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392347490846557785&amp;postID=7938112927141364303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/7938112927141364303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392347490846557785/posts/default/7938112927141364303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mastersinchitown.blogspot.com/2007/11/becoming-master-beginnings-of-chicago.html' title='Becoming a Master: The beginnings of a Chicago adventure'/><author><name>John Harley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272983457179269212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R-sQwuJOaTI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdEm31IS6K4/S220/DSC03437.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UayaCULCJ20/R0u5U-zb2-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/90PAXmsEZfI/s72-c/The+Masters.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
