<?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-1128483349347217544</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:51:19.542-05:00</updated><category term='rollercoasters'/><category term='love'/><category term='loops'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>The World as I see it</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="mailto:ostmeyer@gmail.com"&gt;Email Me @ Home&lt;/a&gt;||&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ian_brandon"&gt;My MySpace&lt;/a&gt;||&lt;a href="http://deus-ex-noctum.deviantart.com"/&gt;My Deviant Art&lt;/a&gt;||&lt;a href="mailto:iostmeyer@gctelegram.com"/&gt;Email Me @ Work&lt;/a&gt;||&lt;a href="http://www.enukuracing.com"/&gt;Enjuku Racing&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ian Ostmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565946458649731708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i26.tinypic.com/20u8krl.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128483349347217544.post-3892484141190070899</id><published>2009-05-02T14:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:55:34.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Target is the Wal-Mart for upscale rednecks and small town yuppies.</title><content type='html'>Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128483349347217544-3892484141190070899?l=io-designs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/feeds/3892484141190070899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1128483349347217544&amp;postID=3892484141190070899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/3892484141190070899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/3892484141190070899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/2009/05/target-is-wal-mart-for-upscale-rednecks.html' title='Target is the Wal-Mart for upscale rednecks and small town yuppies.'/><author><name>Ian Ostmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565946458649731708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i26.tinypic.com/20u8krl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128483349347217544.post-203361048603616146</id><published>2009-04-21T03:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:22:41.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rollercoasters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life just throws you for a loop... and all you can do is sit back and hold on... Seriously, it sucks when this happens, but alas... its happening to me RIGHT now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met a girl, a wonderful beautiful amazing girl who is on the low end of the allfemalesarecrazy-scale. Which is a definite plus because as most of my readers know, I just don't handle crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has 2 kids, 2 wonderful amazing little boys who I absolutely adore. Believe me they are great kids, one is 3 and the other is 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she has a baby's father/aka babydaddy... and I hate him passionately. He is one of those douche bags that beats women and tries to control every possible part of their life... just thinking about it all steams my veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is the plan... She is moving out (YAY!) and finally I will be able to spend my time with her and talk to her and text her when I want without that fucking ass ruining my fun and trying to get in my face... I mean he won't fight me or any other dude, because he is quite aware he'll lose... so he hits women instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the fuck does he get off acting like that? SOOOOO I promised my new lady friend that I wouldn't lay a hand on him, and that none of my friends or associates or friends of friends or enemies or whathaveyou would either... fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much I am here now just helping this girl out of this past hell, and I am absolutely smitten and also frustrated at the same time... Seriously there is something amazing about her... she makes me feel things and react to things differently. It's not a lust thing either... I completely adore this girl and I don't just feel like this, I don't just react like this, I don't just DO this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just hoping and praying that I am strong enough for this bought with drama from the fuckstick ex of hers, and that she really is who I think she is inside... outside she is perfection, inside she is incredible... lets hope she isn't to good to be true. She thinks I am to good, but I am not perfect, and she knows it.. I've showed her my flaws... and told her my flaws, and she accepts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings for her are a combination of Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist and 50 First Dates... I even have a soundtrack for my emotions I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post volume one and two later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128483349347217544-203361048603616146?l=io-designs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/feeds/203361048603616146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1128483349347217544&amp;postID=203361048603616146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/203361048603616146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/203361048603616146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Ian Ostmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565946458649731708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i26.tinypic.com/20u8krl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128483349347217544.post-5139578630824285353</id><published>2009-01-13T22:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:49:18.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Robotic World</title><content type='html'>Today I was thinking about the world around us and how we are slowly replacing all human jobs by robots... Sure that sounds like a bit much but it's true. Years and years ago cars were 100% hand made. Now the assembly is now almost if not completely automated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the world 60 years ago. People would say I was crazy if I told them what the world would be like today, but then. So don't go assuming my thoughts are silly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict within 15 years most manual labor positions in the world will be replaced by efficient automatons (robots).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it time. Food for thought, if we can be comfortable with sharing the world with robots, they will replace us. Logically, eventually any and all job a human can do robots can do too and will probably do better and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is if you look past the stubborn people in the world who will never trust their techno-lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.robo3.com/yboard/upload_file/photo/file0-6201177570043.jpg" width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128483349347217544-5139578630824285353?l=io-designs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/feeds/5139578630824285353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1128483349347217544&amp;postID=5139578630824285353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/5139578630824285353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/5139578630824285353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/2009/01/robotic-world.html' title='A Robotic World'/><author><name>Ian Ostmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565946458649731708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i26.tinypic.com/20u8krl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128483349347217544.post-4323138916102137877</id><published>2008-12-28T21:22:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:55:51.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>I am entering a time in my life where I just have to throw everything I have and know away and start over... This is very difficult for me to do since I have so much invested in my life as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to do it... I've said this a million times before, but this time I have no choice to do anything BUT follow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving... maybe not far, but moving is moving and new is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to be selling my car, my pride and joy... If anyone is interested in it let me know... its a 1990 Nissan 240sx w/ Blacktop SR20 swap... its fast and all that... but I want something a bit more me now. I feel like I have grown out of this car maturity wise... I still love Nissan and 240sx's and I always will... and odds are my next car will be one. But this one just doesn't fit my personality anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/33/l_23a05cdf8d4b8b5eb1846e839f6bc611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/33/s_23a05cdf8d4b8b5eb1846e839f6bc611.jpg" alt="CLICK ME TO ENLARGE!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/64/l_8c0ce0a1358f4d5183d97a4b29746c84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/64/s_8c0ce0a1358f4d5183d97a4b29746c84.jpg" alt="CLICK ME TO ENLARGE!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://a951.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/115/l_29fe400e439252c862bf8a41273876d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a951.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/115/s_29fe400e439252c862bf8a41273876d6.jpg" alt="CLICK ME TO ENLARGE!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://a387.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/92/l_4c65ce876242b9e501eb8d41d95a0c82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a387.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/92/s_4c65ce876242b9e501eb8d41d95a0c82.jpg" alt="CLICK ME TO ENLARGE!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I think I am looking for car wise... now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 1996 Nissan 240sx SE &lt;a href="http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/6606/p10100034xs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/6606/p10100034xs.jpg" width="90px" alt="CLICK ME TO ENLARGE!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or a 2008 Subaru WRX STi&lt;a href="http://img223.imageshack.us/img223/1406/sti2008zerosportjy6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img223.imageshack.us/img223/1406/sti2008zerosportjy6.jpg" width="90px" alt="CLICK ME TO ENLARGE!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or lastly a Lexus IS300 &lt;a href="http://www.dragtimes.com/images/12053-2004-Lexus-IS300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dragtimes.com/images/12053-2004-Lexus-IS300.jpg" width="90px" alt="CLICK ME TO ENLARGE!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am re-enrolling in school... I have yet decided whether or not I should do it online, or locally in person. I have time to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am looking for a job to just help me get by... Graphic Design, Networking, Anything really that pays enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just starting a new phase in my life, the "Adult" phase I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from me to come, as it comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128483349347217544-4323138916102137877?l=io-designs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/feeds/4323138916102137877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1128483349347217544&amp;postID=4323138916102137877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/4323138916102137877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128483349347217544/posts/default/4323138916102137877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://io-designs.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Ian Ostmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565946458649731708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i26.tinypic.com/20u8krl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
