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owenpellegrin.com/blog
Blog | Yeah it's a blog | I write stuff here
Yeah it's a blog I write stuff here Skip to content HomeArticlesProgramming BooksVB .NETConverting Strings to NumbersInteresting Forum PostsSimple Collision DetectionBlog ? Older posts Jonathan?s Card Posted on August 14, 2011 by Owen Pellegrin The feel-good news item last week was Jonathan?s Card. Apparently Starbucks lets people use their phones as a sort of loyalty + gift card by displaying a barcode. Some guy made his barcode public and offered to let anyone use it
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dynaeinternational.wordpress.com/2014/12/02/a-texas-attorney-i-met-named-carl-ceder
Dyna-e International
I wanted to share a little info on someone I came to know awhile back. I found some pretty cool info on the guy and we ended up meeting and having a little fun too. The guy is alright. He lives in Texas, and I'll tell you, I would rather be in Texas this time…
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boopal23.wordpress.com/2014/08/07/sexy-pictures-i-regret
boopal23
The one I texted to a guy I had no intention of sleeping with again. I was drunk, and in the mood for someone relatively remote and distant. Some flirting, general horny chit chat, an early night with some of his personally-tailored smut and my own right hand. I got the smut, but only in…
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stateandlake.net/wp1
State & Lake | My Life & Lupus
HomeAboutContactGalleryL.A. ArboretumSanta Anita Park Food Truck FestivalThe Autry MuseumLifestreamLinksVideosMy Videos State & Lake My Life & Lupus Pasadena Police Heliport Open House 4 Jun ?11 by Angela Odom | 0 comments I loved this guy hanging out of this helicopter. I was living vicariously. I love our community news sites and the other day I saw this posting on Altadenablog about the open house today. I couldn?t wait because I?ve always been fascinated with the
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the-irk.com/andrew
Martha + Cy
Martha + Cy 29 Januar 2010 I’ve always loved fish & chips, even before I knew chips were French fries. Now and then my parents would take us to a tiny wood-paneled shop in downtown Englewood where you could get a plate of what to me was the holy grail of food and check out the quirky pictures on the wall. I’ll never understand why we didn’t eat there more often and, at the time, I didn’t realize Arthur Treacher’s was a chain. I guess I thought some dour guy in a three-piece suit with an