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The KBS Construction Wildlife Preserve:

Nothing like a family of sandhill cranes popping up outside your work window. It's not as cool as the view of the car dealership Dad has out his window, but it's close.

It's never a good sign when the hotel you're about to stay at is too cheap to take a new photo of the exterior and instead just has someone photoshop in the new hotel name:

Yes, we'll be staying here....just one night though.

This is Crystal, Caleb and I to a tee:

So, what could be better than playing Halo? How about playing Halo Soccer! Eric and I were delighted when one night we turned a Halo level map into a make shift soccer areana....and then proceeded to play like six hours of Halo Soccer! Granted, this may not be for every Dabrosis visitor, but it's still a blast--check out some videos Eric put together below:

A Quick Halo Soccer Overview
Greatest Halo Soccer Moments Of All Time

You can also download the Soccer Arena map here from Bungie:
Halo 3 Soccer Areana

High Praise

On occasion I will receive an email from a customer who I've done a vinyl transfer for telling me how much they are enjoying their new purchase. However, it's not everyday I receive one like this:

"JAY!!!!!! OMG!!! I am DYING! I JUST got the album, threw the CD right in the laptop & am CRACKING UP! I cannot believe the quality of the burn..... UNBELIEVABLE! This is awesome!!

And how did you get the image actually ON the CD w/out using a paper label!? So cool!

I am flipping out all around....!!!!! This is just so great!

DON'T FORGET!! If you come across Bert & Ernie Sing-Along contact me ASAP & we'll do business!!!!!!!!!!!!!


That's 38 exclamation points, just in case you weren't counting.


I've decided every new post must feature Finding Nemo characters. Okay, not really, but for this online reflex tester Dory seemed like a good choice. Click here to test your skills!

Found in a Taco Bell in Pennsylvania:

"Able to smile?" I'll tell you what causes someone to lose the ability to smile, working at Taco Bell.

There seems to be a conflict of interests here.

He's still Madison's toughest cowboy:

And the winning entry goes like this:

There is no doubt that I am Madison's toughest cowboy. I chew up bullets and spit out lightning. I can walk the Sahara Desert at high noon without breaking a sweat. I can climb Mt. Everest without evening getting chapped lips. It's hard to even believe anyone could be as tough as me, but I guess you could say I'm just like Hercules, half man, half god. But still, at the end of the day I can still treat my woman the way a lady should be treated. So as it has become quite obvious, there is no better choice for Madison's toughest cowboy award.

(that's 105 words on the dot, by the way)

Way to go Dad, forever Madison's Toughest Cowboy!

Ahhhh, the Beltline at rush hour...with construction:

A special treat for all you former (and current) Madison residents! The Wisconsin DOT has set new cameras at key points around the Madison area that take photographs every three minutes so you can have a look at the traffic before you leave home. There are 22 different views to enjoy!


Another fun online flash game:

Catch 33

Crystal has unearthed the truth on some vicious rumors:

Elephants are not afraid of mice. (Correction: apparently they ARE afraid of mice)

Birds will not explode from eating rice.

A momma bird will not reject a baby bird if a human touches it.

Seriously, if you're ever not sure it something is true or not, just ask her, she can find out anything!

Caleb checks out his Facebook account.

HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY? (a kids point of view)

You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
-- Alan, age 10

No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
-- Kristen, age 10

Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
-- Camille, age 10

You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
-- Derrick, age 8

Both don't want any more kids.
-- Lori, age 8

Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
-- Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure)

On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
-- Martin, age 10

I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
-- Craig, age 9

When they're rich.
-- Pam, age 7

The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
- - Curt, age 7

The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
-- Howard, age 8

It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
-- Anita, age 9 (bless you child)

There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
-- Kelvin, age 8

And the #1 Favorite is........
Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck.
-- Ricky, age 10

The newest Ivy League school:

Seriouslly, does anybody else get these things in the mail?!

True Story:

Being the bargain shopper that she is, Crystal found some doggie sweaters on clearance this past spring and bought several of them for Caleb. Since the season of doggie sweaters had already passed, she stored them in the basement along with all of his other sweaters where they would have to wait until the following season. Of course the sweaters were all but forgotten about until it started to get cold again in fall, at which point Crystal started digging out all of the winter clothing (50 degrees is scarf weather for her). We were both excited to discover the secret stash of new Caleb sweaters and were eager to get him into one of them.

Upon forcing him into the first of the new sweaters there was an immediate discovery: despite the fact that the sweater fit quite nicely, it also completely covered up Caleb's genitalia--quite a problem for a dog that makes his job peeing on things.

The name brand of the new sweaters..."Dickens."

Jay's true roots:

Apparently my childhood dream was to be Ozzie Smith's son. My parents still laugh when they see this baby!

A good rule to live by.

I think we've all had to deal with one of these demonic creatures:

This is just a great picture! I discovered it, rather surprisingly, on Mark's refridgerator during a recent trip to the Twin Cities. At first I thought I was mistaken, because Mark and Jared don't really know each other that well, but sure enough, here was Mark jumping into Jared's arms! Mark would later explain to me that the day after Crystal and I got married, Jared, Mark and Sherri went up to Green Bay and took the Lambeau Field tour...and this hillarious photo! I was very pleased that Mark allowed me to have my own copy, I love it! Click on the thumb to see the full-size picture.

You probably didn't know it, but I'm an award winning artist (click for full size image):

Excerpt taken from the MHS Cardinal Times:

"Jay Svoboda, a senior, won an award for his art work also. Svoboda took third place in a contest to create a poster that educated woman on Fetal Alcohol Disease (the dangers of drinking while pregnant). Svoboda received a fifty dollar savings bond for his third place finish."

I love how they keep referring to me as "Svoboda," it just kills me! The best part was that I didn't even get an "A" in class for this baby!

Thanks to my Dad for digging this out of the Svoboda archives.


Discovered by Dad, of all people, this is quite possibly the funniest way to ever send an email! Crystal is completely addicted, and I don't receive any email from Dad anymore unless it's a Monk-e-mail. It does get pretty busy during the day, so try not to get aggitated. A must see!

You know I'm just kidding, Dad, it really is a great find!

Finally, that extra energy to stay at the casino all night long!

Let's hope grandma doesn't buy this on accident.

In case you didn't know, Crystal has a knack for searching out weird candy...and then giving it away as a gift. Take this little beauty I got for Christmas:

So, what is a Yorkie bar, and why is it not for girls? Well, let me tell you, it's tooth-breaking, solid chocolate. That's it! No nougat. No caramel. No krispies. Just solid bricks of chocolate.

A friend of mine at work enjoyed watching me eat this, asking after every bite if it was my tooth that just cracked or the chocolate.

A nice little story:

So a while back, I believe October, but maybe earlier, Crystal bought a fun Disney popcorn popper that was on clearance somewhere. She got it home and unpacked it, but realized there was no instruction booklet with it. Certainly not a big deal, between the two of us I would hope we could figure out a popcorn popper. Still, for one reason or another, Crystal really wanted to have the instructions (I think there was even a good reason for her wanting them, but it currently slips my mind). So Crystal contacts the Disney division that deals with household appliances/electronics and explains her situation. The lady on the phone keeps asking for a model number, only there is no model number, and Crystal keeps telling her this--after all, how many popcorn poppers could they possibly have out?! Finally this lady sees Crystal's point and says that they will get the instructions out to her in the mail. Like any excited person waiting for mail, Crystal asks every day if her popcorn popper instuctions have arrived. Everyday, I say "no." This goes on for about two weeks and still no instuctions, at which point Crystal stops asking (and probably stops caring). So time goes by, months actually, and every once in a while I will remember about the instuctions and ask if they ever turned up. This makes Crystal angry, as she tells me the stupid lady never sent the stupid instructions. I get the point and stop asking.

Fast forward to yesterday (Jan. 6): I arrive home from work and begin the normal routine of putting the keys down, getting "dukes up" from Caleb and taking off my jacket. I come back into the kitchen to get something to eat and something on the table catches my eye: Disney instructions...for a smoothie maker. I'm still laughing.

True story.

Trail rated!

This interesting incident occured in Whitewater while we were visiting Crystal's brother Eric (who had just moved into the dorms--and who also took this picture with his phone). All the action had already happened before we got there, but apparently the truck drove forward from one parking lot, off a steep hill, and down into the other parking lot--and onto somebody's car! Not that this had anything to do with it, but the upper parking lot did belong to a liquor store.

Crystal (or Krystal) receives flowers at work:

Syabodoa...what is that, French?

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