<?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-11361709</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:11:50.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did Jerry Coleman Do Today?</title><subtitle type='html'>A record of what Jerry Coleman, Hall of Fame Broadcaster for the San Diego Padres, did today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-114679559399871108</id><published>2006-05-01T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:24:21.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He tried to get Mike Cameron to buy him a car</title><content type='html'>He saw Mike Cameron shopping around Union Square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Hey, Mike. What're you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Cameron said, "I'm buying something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry said, "Good. Make it a car and give it to me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-114679559399871108?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/114679559399871108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=114679559399871108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/114679559399871108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/114679559399871108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2006/05/he-tried-to-get-mike-cameron-to-buy.html' title='He tried to get Mike Cameron to buy him a car'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-112672745814282943</id><published>2005-09-14T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T12:50:58.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He celebrated his birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Jerry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81 never looked (or sounded) so good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-112672745814282943?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112672745814282943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=112672745814282943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112672745814282943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112672745814282943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-celebrated-his-birthday.html' title='He celebrated his birthday'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-112535195007636610</id><published>2005-08-24T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T14:45:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He had lunch at SDSU</title><content type='html'>He had lunch with the girl who built Petco Park (Casey Archiba?). They ate at San Diego State. Jerry hadn't been on campus in so long that he didn't recognize it with all the new buildings. Casey was so busy that they only had time for a snack. Jerry paid for lunch even though he was hoping that Casey would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-112535195007636610?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112535195007636610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=112535195007636610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112535195007636610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112535195007636610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/08/he-had-lunch-at-sdsu.html' title='He had lunch at SDSU'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-112379385537722659</id><published>2005-08-11T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:57:35.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got stood up</title><content type='html'>Got up too early. Waiting at 8:05 for somebody from Seattle to call and talk to him. He only does this cause he's been in the business long enough to know that this is the kind of thing you do. By quarter to nine, he left. The guy from Seattle never called. He had waited for 45 minutes for the guy to call but he never did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then went to the park. He irritated everybody for the while. He was going to work out, but he couldn't find something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-112379385537722659?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112379385537722659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=112379385537722659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112379385537722659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112379385537722659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/08/he-got-stood-up.html' title='He got stood up'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-112283089500760041</id><published>2005-07-31T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T10:28:15.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He became immortal</title><content type='html'>Jerry Coleman receives the Ford C. Frick award today for excellence in baseball broadcasting, thereby immortalizing him in Cooperstown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-112283089500760041?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112283089500760041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=112283089500760041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112283089500760041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112283089500760041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/he-became-immortal.html' title='He became immortal'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-112265128851913905</id><published>2005-07-29T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T08:34:48.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He became a Hall of Famer</title><content type='html'>He got inducted into the &lt;a href="http://www.usmc-mccs.org/news/newsstory.cfm?newstitle=Marine%20Corps%20Sport%20Hall%20of%20Fame%20Induction%20Announced&amp;amp;releasedate=2005-04-18%2000:00:00.0"&gt;Marine Corps Sports Hall of Fame&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-112265128851913905?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112265128851913905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=112265128851913905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112265128851913905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112265128851913905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/he-became-hall-of-famer.html' title='He became a Hall of Famer'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-112077268315203899</id><published>2005-07-02T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T14:44:43.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He went to the airport</title><content type='html'>He went to the airport to pick up all his relatives who are visiting. The people there kept waving at his car while saying, "Move along. Move along." He circled the airport eight times when finally he called his waiting relatives on his cellphone. They'd been waiting out front for a while and he estimated he'd been by five times with them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked Gus. Gus was very, very quiet on their walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got to the park and much of his family was in attendance. His nephew with his nephew's girlfriend. His Pad Squadder daughter was there. He figured 40 of the 40,000 were his family. His in-laws were going to celebrate their 60th anniversary the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-112077268315203899?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112077268315203899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=112077268315203899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112077268315203899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112077268315203899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/he-went-to-airport.html' title='He went to the airport'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-112007975791629152</id><published>2005-06-29T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T14:15:57.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He hitched a ride</title><content type='html'>He got up at 5:30 and read the paper. There was a message that was left for him to call the front desk, but when he did, there was nobody there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus to the park was coming at quarter to nine, so he got down at about 8:20 to make sure he didn't miss it. The bus didn't show up. It turned out that the message that he couldn't retrieve was to tell him that the bus wouldn't be coming until 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spotted Mike Euenback(?). He said, "Mike, where you going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike said, "I'm going to the ballpark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry said, "How are you getting there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike said, "I got a car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry said, "Now you got a passenger."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-112007975791629152?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112007975791629152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=112007975791629152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112007975791629152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/112007975791629152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/06/he-hitched-ride.html' title='He hitched a ride'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111965263134878695</id><published>2005-06-23T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T15:37:58.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He couldn't get tickets nor omlettes, but Gus still likes him</title><content type='html'>He fed Gus. He got his hand licked by Gus which means Gus still likes him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went into ticket office to ask for tickets to the games on Friday, Saturday or Sunday because everyboy keeps asking him for tickets. They said, "Get out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the clubhouse lounge, Kelly (team masseuse) asked him if he wanted a mexican dish. Jerry thought it was too early for Mexican so he asked for an omlette, but Kelly did not have any omlettes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111965263134878695?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111965263134878695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111965263134878695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111965263134878695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111965263134878695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/06/he-couldnt-get-tickets-nor-omlettes.html' title='He couldn&apos;t get tickets nor omlettes, but Gus still likes him'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111928421796520642</id><published>2005-06-19T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:16:57.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He lost his shoes</title><content type='html'>He had a bad day. He walked to the park to get his excercise. He got halfway to the park and noticed he forgot to pack his running shoes. He returned to the room and they weren't there. He figured somebody must have "hustled" them either yesterday or today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritated he walked back to the park. Along the way,  he called the manager, Nathan, and said, "Will you do me a favor, sir? Somebody took my shoes, I think. They've either taken my shoes or I've lost my mind. I may have lost my mind. I'll call you tomorrow and tell you for sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan wasn't very polite. Another one of these jerks, "probably from New York".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111928421796520642?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111928421796520642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111928421796520642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111928421796520642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111928421796520642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/06/he-lost-his-shoes.html' title='He lost his shoes'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111801025853407539</id><published>2005-06-05T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T15:24:18.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He ate an apple</title><content type='html'>He got up. He got dressed. He read the New York Times and the Union Tribune. He ate an apple. He got some coffee. He interviewed Bochy for his show. He had to wait an hour and a half because Bruce didn't know who would be available to play. He didn't do much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111801025853407539?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111801025853407539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111801025853407539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111801025853407539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111801025853407539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/06/he-ate-apple.html' title='He ate an apple'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111794442136786479</id><published>2005-06-04T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:07:01.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He bought dog food</title><content type='html'>He went to Petco on Morena Blvd and bought two cases of dog food. No bandana. Just the dog food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111794442136786479?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111794442136786479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111794442136786479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111794442136786479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111794442136786479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/06/he-bought-dog-food.html' title='He bought dog food'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111740538828832921</id><published>2005-05-29T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T15:23:08.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He hung out with a Ragamuffin Park Fiend</title><content type='html'>He walked down to the park from Union Square. He interviewed Bruce Bochy. He also spoke to his buddy, Charlie who he's known since he was 10 years old. Charlie was a member of the Ragamuffin Park Fiends(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He analyzed it properly and walked on the left side of the street where there's shade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111740538828832921?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111740538828832921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111740538828832921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111740538828832921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111740538828832921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-hung-out-with-ragamuffin-park-fiend.html' title='He hung out with a Ragamuffin Park Fiend'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111708037367103236</id><published>2005-05-25T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:07:27.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He stayed in bed... mostly</title><content type='html'>He woke up at 5 o'clock. He looked outside, saw it would be 105&lt;sup&gt;0&lt;/sup&gt;, went back inside and stayed in bed. A little while later, he got up. He got some coffee. He got the paper. He came back inside and stayed in bed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, he went to check a few things out at Borders. There wasn't much to do, but here's a marvelous shopping mall if you're in the mood to do some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch he had a turkey sandwich with lettuce and tomato on wheat bread.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111708037367103236?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111708037367103236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111708037367103236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111708037367103236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111708037367103236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-stayed-in-bed-mostly.html' title='He stayed in bed... mostly'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111699129901135422</id><published>2005-05-24T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T20:23:02.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He bought some Q-Tips</title><content type='html'>He woke up at 5 o'clock. He went to Frye's (supermarket in Arizona). He bought an apple, some yogurt, "those things for your ears" and cough drops. You can't always find Q-Tips in hotels to keep your ears clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came back to the hotel and there he was. It was 6 o'clock. He decided to go to "Starplace" for coffee. The other day, he showed up too early. Starbucks opens at 6 o'clock and he showed up at ten till.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was supposed to meet a friend, but missed his friend because he went to the park and his friend thought they were meeting at the hotel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111699129901135422?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111699129901135422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111699129901135422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111699129901135422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111699129901135422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-bought-some-q-tips.html' title='He bought some Q-Tips'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111645071463728066</id><published>2005-05-18T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:41:36.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He had a confrontation with Gus</title><content type='html'>He had a confrontation with his dog this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 4:13 am,  Gus had to go to the bathroom. Gus put his nose in Jerry's nose, That's the signal that Gus has to go to the bathroom. He won't go until Jerry walks him out. He looks at Jerry until they go out together, which they did. He said, "OK, Gus. You can go for it." It takes Gus a while. You have to coddle him a little bit. Gus is a big, spoiled, German Shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Gus was done with his excursion, Jerry had to go to the store (Vons) which stays open all night. He got in his Budget Car Sales car ("of course") and put Gus in the back. They went down to the "supermarket, or whatever they call those things that sell food", passing San Diego National Bank. He realized that what he wanted wasn't there. It was now 5 o'clock in the morning. It was discouraging to realize that what he wanted wasn't there. So he came back and he went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted a certain kind of an orange and since they didn't have it, he went home and pouted. Gus didn't want to go back, but Jerry told Gus, "You're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;, pal."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111645071463728066?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111645071463728066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111645071463728066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111645071463728066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111645071463728066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-had-confrontation-with-gus.html' title='He had a confrontation with Gus'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111622349543483049</id><published>2005-05-14T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:14:10.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He walked with kids with cancer</title><content type='html'>He went to Seaport Village and walked with the kids with cancer. He was there with several Padres players and coaches including Trevor Hoffman, Mark Loretta, Ryan Klesko, Woody Williams and Rob Picciolo. Susie, Michelle and several other girls from the front office were there as well. He was amazed at how popular Trevor is and at how many people mobbed him. Jerry was ticked off at that as he had figured it would be him getting all the attention. He showed up at 8 o'clock and the event didn't start until 10 o'clock. Getting there early was "overkill".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111622349543483049?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111622349543483049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111622349543483049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111622349543483049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111622349543483049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-walked-with-kids-with-cancer.html' title='He walked with kids with cancer'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111622398344995247</id><published>2005-05-12T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:13:03.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He went to the wrong place for dinner</title><content type='html'>The San Diego Press Club held a dinner honoring him. He thought the dinner was being held at the Aerospace Museum so he went there. The dinner was actually held at the Kona Kai Club on Harbor Island. Ted figured it was "close enough" as both are in San Diego. Jerry figured they were close enough as "one's by the water. One's by something. I dunno."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As related on the 5/14 broadcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111622398344995247?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111622398344995247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111622398344995247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111622398344995247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111622398344995247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-went-to-wrong-place-for-dinner.html' title='He went to the wrong place for dinner'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111463535417417139</id><published>2005-04-27T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T13:55:54.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got to the ballpark early</title><content type='html'>He got up. He got to the park at 8 o'clock. Nobody said that the bus would be leaving at 10 o'clock. He figured he could interview Bochy then. Bochy showed up around 10 o'clock. Jerry said, "Hi, Bruce." Bruce said, "Hi." Nobody tells the announcers anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111463535417417139?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111463535417417139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111463535417417139' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111463535417417139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111463535417417139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-got-to-ballpark-early_27.html' title='He got to the ballpark early'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111453246358970887</id><published>2005-04-26T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:20:23.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He walked to the hotel where his senior prom was held</title><content type='html'>He went for a walk to the Fairmont Hotel where his senior prom was held. First he walked down Market street and went by the Palace Hotel where he went to some dances. Then Polk Street to Market. From Market to Embarcadero. Embarcadero to Bay. Bay to Mason. Mason over the top. And up to the Fairmont. He wanted to to see the Fairmont just to "make sure it was still there". His date to the senior prom was Gert Gerdhart(?). He took Gert because all the girls he really liked had already been "picked off" by other guys. Gert was his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also went to Walgreens to try to buy razor blades. He was told that they kept the razors up by the counter, but the only ones available were the "use 'em and throw 'em away type". He mentioned how hard it is to find simple things now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111453246358970887?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111453246358970887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111453246358970887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111453246358970887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111453246358970887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-walked-to-hotel-where-his-senior.html' title='He walked to the hotel where his senior prom was held'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111423406839645385</id><published>2005-04-22T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T22:28:38.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He went to the bookstore</title><content type='html'>He went to the bookstore, the name of which he couldn't remember. He decided he should take notes throughout the day since Ted is always asking him about his day. He didn't buy anything and when reminded that the bookstore isn't a library, he replied that it was probably good for business for him to be standing around there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks to jbox for today's WDJCDT?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111423406839645385?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111423406839645385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111423406839645385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111423406839645385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111423406839645385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-went-to-bookstore.html' title='He went to the bookstore'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111414180860850678</id><published>2005-04-21T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T20:50:08.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got to the park early</title><content type='html'>He had trouble remembering what he did today as it was "three or four hours ago".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He got to the ballpark at 2 o'clock though he forgets why he got to the park so early. He remembered that he had to get tickets straightened out ("that sort of thing"). He even arrived before Dave Marcus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111414180860850678?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111414180860850678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111414180860850678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111414180860850678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111414180860850678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-got-to-park-early.html' title='He got to the park early'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111409977362928743</id><published>2005-04-21T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T09:11:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got a haircut</title><content type='html'>He got a haircut. Then he went and did that "magazine thing" (Padres Magazine). He interviewed everybody in sight and he interviewed Bochy twice. He forgot his belt because he wore a mock turtle neck to the park without a belt. When he changed he realized that he forgot his belt. Xavier Nady offered him a belt, and Jerry thought that was nice. Jesse Garcia offered him a belt too, but Nady's was more classy. Garcia had offered a uniform belt. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As Jerry was talking about what he did today, Nady came up to bat.  Ted said something about Nady needing a hit.  Jerry said "He better get that hit. I used his belt, you know".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today's WDJCDT? brought to us by jbox who encourages you to try the two tacos for 99 cents. Only at Jack-in-the-Box&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111409977362928743?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111409977362928743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111409977362928743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111409977362928743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111409977362928743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-got-haircut.html' title='He got a haircut'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111401823950052269</id><published>2005-04-20T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T10:31:43.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He encouraged bucking the system</title><content type='html'>He went out to the park in the park saying it was "a deal" cause you could see the stars out there and "almost" the whole field. He also said you could wander around and sneak into another section if you wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today's WDJCDT? brought to us by Scott from Plural. See Plural play at El Gato Loco on the 22nd. Cover only $5. 18+ show.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111401823950052269?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111401823950052269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111401823950052269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111401823950052269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111401823950052269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-encouraged-bucking-system.html' title='He encouraged bucking the system'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111388001793265907</id><published>2005-04-18T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:06:57.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got a day named after him</title><content type='html'>Ted points out that today has been proclaimed Jerry Coleman day in San Diego. Jerry humbly said that all he did was "bounce around" today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111388001793265907?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111388001793265907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111388001793265907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111388001793265907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111388001793265907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-got-day-named-after-him.html' title='He got a day named after him'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111283817402405036</id><published>2005-04-06T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T08:57:38.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He felt this thing in his pocket</title><content type='html'>He walked to the ballpark. He felt this thing in his pocket.It was his hotel key. He forgot to check out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate at Cheesecake Factory and therefore was "full of cheese" when he got to the park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111283817402405036?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111283817402405036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111283817402405036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111283817402405036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111283817402405036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-felt-this-thing-in-his-pocket.html' title='He felt this thing in his pocket'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111264807400913317</id><published>2005-04-04T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T18:43:27.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got to the ballpark early</title><content type='html'>He tried to catch Bruce Bochy early to do an interview. He showed up at 8:30AM, 5 1/2 hours before first pitch. Bochy didn't show up till 9:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111264807400913317?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111264807400913317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111264807400913317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111264807400913317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111264807400913317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-got-to-ballpark-early.html' title='He got to the ballpark early'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111213033948916189</id><published>2005-03-29T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T13:05:39.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He walked to the ballpark</title><content type='html'>He walked to the ballpark carrying his silver briefcase that weighs something like 380 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left his car with Maggie so she could drive which left him having to walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111213033948916189?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111213033948916189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111213033948916189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111213033948916189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111213033948916189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-walked-to-ballpark.html' title='He walked to the ballpark'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111627522236464098</id><published>2005-03-28T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:34:02.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He forgot his glasses</title><content type='html'>He got in his car. He was running a little bit late as he had stuff to do around the house. Wash the clothes. Do the dishes. He was "chuggin'" down the street and he noticed that he couldn't read the signs too well. He realized he had forgotten his glasses. He turned around. Any time before "one-oh-one, noontime" is tough to make a u-turn. It took him twenty minutes to go back which is why he was late. He offered Leitner a portion of a timeshare he's going to buy on a helicopter (to avoid the traffic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he got in, he asked Dave Marcus (Mighty 1090 producer) how he was doing. Jerry almost got Dave Marcus to smile. He said, "Oop! There's a smi. . . No. . .  he didn't quite make it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111627522236464098?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111627522236464098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111627522236464098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627522236464098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627522236464098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-forgot-his-glasses.html' title='He forgot his glasses'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111195678908960515</id><published>2005-03-27T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:55:26.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He watched a peep show</title><content type='html'>Today was a laundry day. He also mentioned something about watching a peep show, referring to the marshmallowy Easter candies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111195678908960515?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111195678908960515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111195678908960515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111195678908960515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111195678908960515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-watched-peep-show.html' title='He watched a peep show'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111627157964462286</id><published>2005-03-26T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T12:26:19.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got the paper</title><content type='html'>He got up. Took his walk. It was cold. He had to wear his gloves. It's about a mile to get the paper and rather than take the car, he walked to get his exercise. He forgot what happened on the way there or on the way back, but he got there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111627157964462286?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111627157964462286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111627157964462286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627157964462286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627157964462286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-got-paper.html' title='He got the paper'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111627739034207920</id><published>2005-03-24T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:44:56.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got lost on the way to the post office</title><content type='html'>He got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got lost on the way to the post office. He went about a block and a half past Thunderbird (St.) and there were about 17 cars behind him, forcing him to continue straight so he gave up and turned back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He actually did know where he was going, but he made the wrong right turn and had "about 5,322 cars" pushing him along. He was so frustrated that when he made it to the park, he laid in the corner in a fetal position until game time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He recommends that if you ever think to move to Phoenix, don't unless you have a helicopter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111627739034207920?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111627739034207920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111627739034207920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627739034207920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627739034207920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-got-lost-on-way-to-post-office.html' title='He got lost on the way to the post office'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111627952932869847</id><published>2005-03-23T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T14:39:43.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He had a tough day</title><content type='html'>He had a tough day. He signed 47 cards that had been mailed to him. He wrote some checks that gave him a stomach ache. Writing checks sets you back a little bit. He wanted to stay in bed. He mentioned that Petco on Morena Blvd is the best kennel in San Diego. Gus (his dog) is staying there. There's all kinds of running space. Gus is nuts and he loves to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then went to the ballpark and looked for a free meal. All the meals had already been eaten. He didn't know what to do then so he just sat and looked. Nobody else was at the park except Dave Marcus. He ended up eating at the ballpark. He couldn't believe the prices. He paid $7 for two hot dogs. He hates the prices at the spring games, as they're a rip off. Two dollars will buy you a cup of coffee "about the size of two inches high". Leitner likened it to a shot glass. Jerry would rather have had a shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111627952932869847?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111627952932869847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111627952932869847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627952932869847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111627952932869847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-had-tough-day.html' title='He had a tough day'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111109249316691872</id><published>2005-03-17T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T12:48:13.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He couldn't get bacon nor his parking space</title><content type='html'>He got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the ballpark at 8 o'clock. He called somebody in San Diego about an article on him. Eventually, to avoid excess conversation, he faxed over his biography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was also a wash day. Left the dryer running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For breakfast, he was in the mood for bacon, but it was gone by the time he got to breakfast. He accused the "snuffers" of eating all the bacon before he could have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before getting to the park, he discovered that somebody was in his parking space. Number 116. When he eventually got the space for his car, a lady came up and gave him grief for taking her space. They had words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111109249316691872?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111109249316691872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111109249316691872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111109249316691872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111109249316691872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-couldnt-get-bacon-nor-his-parking.html' title='He couldn&apos;t get bacon nor his parking space'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111057408039781162</id><published>2005-03-11T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T12:48:00.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He told off a hotel desk clerk and got lost</title><content type='html'>He got lost on the way to the ballpark again. The directions to the "away" park were locked in his brain and he went there instead of the "home" park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, the desk clerk at the hotel asked him for his credit card. Jerry said, "I'm with the Padres. They're going to pay my hotel room. And I'll see you tomorrow, pal."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111057408039781162?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111057408039781162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111057408039781162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111057408039781162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111057408039781162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-told-off-hotel-desk-clerk-and-got.html' title='He told off a hotel desk clerk and got lost'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111049006126502808</id><published>2005-03-10T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T11:26:03.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He went to the wrong ballpark</title><content type='html'>He followed the directions to the ballpark that were left for him. He got to the park and ran into Mike "Swanee" Swanson, Media Director for the Diamondbacks. Swanee told him he was at the wrong park. After initially believing Swanee was joking with him, he then tried to make his way to the correct ballpark via route 22. Along the way, he saw a police officer writing out a ticket to a motorist. He decided to ask for directions. He pulled up behind the officer, got out of the car, and walked over. The police officer proceeded to give him "H-E-double-L" for parking illegally and sneaking up on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111049006126502808?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111049006126502808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111049006126502808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111049006126502808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111049006126502808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-went-to-wrong-ballpark.html' title='He went to the wrong ballpark'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111049019503098629</id><published>2005-03-09T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T13:32:31.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He missed breakfast</title><content type='html'>He went downstairs for the freebie breakfast, but they had cleaned it up already. He made a mental note to tell somebody to save him some food tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111049019503098629?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111049019503098629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111049019503098629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111049019503098629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111049019503098629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-missed-breakfast.html' title='He missed breakfast'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11361709.post-111049044792508320</id><published>2005-03-04T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T13:34:07.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He tried to take a shower</title><content type='html'>He took a shower and the curtain and rod fell on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11361709-111049044792508320?l=whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/feeds/111049044792508320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11361709&amp;postID=111049044792508320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111049044792508320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11361709/posts/default/111049044792508320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdidjerrycolemandotoday.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-tried-to-take-shower.html' title='He tried to take a shower'/><author><name>Dex</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
