<?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-318658841065203543</id><updated>2012-01-31T17:47:52.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Got the Truth and a Tongue for a Sling Shot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>206</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7924631122375605544</id><published>2012-01-18T13:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:20:59.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laramie... like going home</title><content type='html'>I love going back to Laramie. I love coming down the Summit and seeing the mountains for the first time. I love to drive around and see the changes; see the student walking where I once walked. I love going through Frat Mall and past Tri Delta, where I spent four very important years of my life. I love going downtown and getting Coal Creek coffee and reading the table that's been scribbled all over. (Personal favorite: Coffee makes you poop. I'll never grow up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Laramie is like going home. Part of my heart will always live there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7PkuoWUmfk/Txc3kX8SdLI/AAAAAAAAAck/rBuKOppJBos/s1600/War%2BMemorial.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7PkuoWUmfk/Txc3kX8SdLI/AAAAAAAAAck/rBuKOppJBos/s400/War%2BMemorial.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699084951502353586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7924631122375605544?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7924631122375605544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2012/01/laramie-like-going-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7924631122375605544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7924631122375605544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2012/01/laramie-like-going-home.html' title='Laramie... like going home'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7PkuoWUmfk/Txc3kX8SdLI/AAAAAAAAAck/rBuKOppJBos/s72-c/War%2BMemorial.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3695086413750939676</id><published>2011-11-25T07:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:05:53.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Dream Jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Barry: Holy shite. What the fuck is that? &lt;br /&gt;Dick: It's the new Belle and Sebastian... &lt;br /&gt;Rob: It's a record we've been listening to and enjoying, Barry. &lt;br /&gt;Barry: Well, that's unfortunate, because it sucks ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My top 5 dream jobs are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;5. Writer  &lt;br /&gt;4. Concert Promoter&lt;br /&gt;3. Photographer-the kind that travel everywhere and sell their photos for copious    amounts of money&lt;br /&gt;2. Music Supervisor for a really bad ass TV show&lt;br /&gt;1. Vocal Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again why I spent 4 years of undergrad followed by another 2 years of grad school and copious amounts of money on degrees that afford me desk jobs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3695086413750939676?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3695086413750939676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/11/top-5-dream-jobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3695086413750939676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3695086413750939676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/11/top-5-dream-jobs.html' title='Top 5 Dream Jobs'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6735832734434518950</id><published>2011-11-22T14:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T14:24:32.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So grow tall, Sugarcane. Eat that soil, drink the rain.</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to become a runner for about a year. It's a battle. I hate running.&lt;br /&gt;People have said "you will hate it for about 2 months and then you will like it." Or told me to give it time and it gets easier, or even more fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liars. All of them. I still fucking hate running. But... run on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NzgVuC6oY0/TswS6OPjctI/AAAAAAAAAcE/sL9OIwEu3Vs/s1600/running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NzgVuC6oY0/TswS6OPjctI/AAAAAAAAAcE/sL9OIwEu3Vs/s320/running.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677934021672399570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6735832734434518950?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6735832734434518950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-grow-tall-sugarcane-eat-that-soil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6735832734434518950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6735832734434518950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-grow-tall-sugarcane-eat-that-soil.html' title='So grow tall, Sugarcane. Eat that soil, drink the rain.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NzgVuC6oY0/TswS6OPjctI/AAAAAAAAAcE/sL9OIwEu3Vs/s72-c/running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6701605376019205131</id><published>2011-11-17T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:06:03.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I wanna do is grow old with you...</title><content type='html'>Turns out, I’m probably never going to be a famous performer. I got depressed for a while recently thinking about this. I’m too old to make a go at it, and too busy. Might be that the only performing in my future is at weddings. That’s cool, if I was destined to sing only karaoke and weddings, I can handle it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendon, however, is retiring from wedding performing. After our June wedding that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6701605376019205131?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6701605376019205131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-i-wanna-do-is-grow-old-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6701605376019205131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6701605376019205131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-i-wanna-do-is-grow-old-with-you.html' title='All I wanna do is grow old with you...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2331328124057436765</id><published>2011-09-02T07:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T18:38:49.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11-The coolest part yet</title><content type='html'>I really loved Turkey. It was my favorite of all the countries we visited. But visiting Pompeii was the coolest thing we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive to Pompeii, Mt Vesuvius comes into view. It's a very strange thing to look at something so magnificent and pretty knowing that it destroyed a once thriving empire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its volcanic soil, the plants and trees are crazy beautiful. It's no wonder that people wanted to live there. We walked around the excavation for a few hours. We saw homes, street signs, beware of dog signs, wine bars, communal areas, and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days 10 and 12 were cruising days. We spent our time relaxing at the pool, drinking and playing cards. We found the helicopter pad, where at night time, it's pitch black and a very unreal feeling to stand on. It was located at the very front of the boat, where you can stand and look at the water and feel the ocean spray and breeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our last day, we toasted to the four of us and being able to spend such a long time together and learning to be better people. I couldn't have asked for anything more out of our trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were excited to get back to Layla, the little bugger. She was happy to have us back too. Every time I go somewhere cool, I come back to Cheyenne a little sad. It always seems to me that it's such a waste that I spent my 20's living in this little city that doesn't have much to offer me. But the feeling always passes once I get back to my friends and our great times. Cheyenne will do... for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBzluzr0LcE/TmF29DO8lwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/uxPxWmISMm4/s1600/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBzluzr0LcE/TmF29DO8lwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/uxPxWmISMm4/s320/DSC_0446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647926198911407874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QX7mb7JzwPk/TmF2dBTYETI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xDIZnV1VztA/s1600/DSC_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QX7mb7JzwPk/TmF2dBTYETI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xDIZnV1VztA/s320/DSC_0419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647925648637301042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_AveUZQmXg/TmF1Ad_V2II/AAAAAAAAAaE/-dPCmO62ZHA/s1600/DSC_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_AveUZQmXg/TmF1Ad_V2II/AAAAAAAAAaE/-dPCmO62ZHA/s320/DSC_0292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647924058610063490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDPosjLdtZw/TmF0_0_zl6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LGR5ZSUcPTA/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDPosjLdtZw/TmF0_0_zl6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LGR5ZSUcPTA/s320/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647924047606159266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19Bxk_6KYv4/TmF0_rJdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/q0lRj6alKTE/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19Bxk_6KYv4/TmF0_rJdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/q0lRj6alKTE/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647924044962284530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdoBTIlGN5E/TmF0_GEHFrI/AAAAAAAAAZs/qv19wDJpxKs/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdoBTIlGN5E/TmF0_GEHFrI/AAAAAAAAAZs/qv19wDJpxKs/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647924035007747762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ejo3n0oh4c/TmF0-z3x0QI/AAAAAAAAAZk/TYYZmhlzkUU/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ejo3n0oh4c/TmF0-z3x0QI/AAAAAAAAAZk/TYYZmhlzkUU/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647924030124183810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2331328124057436765?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2331328124057436765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-11-coolest-part-yet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2331328124057436765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2331328124057436765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-11-coolest-part-yet.html' title='Day 11-The coolest part yet'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBzluzr0LcE/TmF29DO8lwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/uxPxWmISMm4/s72-c/DSC_0446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2431971430531059971</id><published>2011-08-10T07:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T18:19:33.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9-Santorini, Whitewashed village and bright blue sea</title><content type='html'>Santorini is beautiful. Just beautiful. Cruising in, you see tiny white villages with the bright blue roofs and doors on top of cliffs. It's stunning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we got off the cruise ship onto a pirate boat. The pirate boat dropped us off on the volcano. Hiking the volcano was a bitch. Really. It felt like it was 240 degrees and there was no shade anywhere. But we hiked it. And the view from the top was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next the pirate ship dumped us into the "hot" springs. These so called hot springs were not hot at all. They were quit cold. I was very grateful for this because it was such a necessary reprieve from the unbearable heat we had been in all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Santorini. There are two ways to get to the city of Santorini from where the boats dock. By gondola, or by donkey. We chose gondola. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at the top we ate feta, olives, and gyros at a restaurant that overlooked the islands. It was cool and peaceful and I never wanted to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we explored Santorini, took some great pictures, ate ice cream, and headed back to the boat. What a great day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bouu71fYGbs/TmFwxlcG8NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DpW1SDU8hiA/s1600/DSC_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bouu71fYGbs/TmFwxlcG8NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DpW1SDU8hiA/s320/DSC_0701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647919404865220818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jU6pm-ylTe8/TmFwxH2yCQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/soWn-dkVj8U/s1600/DSC_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jU6pm-ylTe8/TmFwxH2yCQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/soWn-dkVj8U/s320/DSC_0612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647919396924033282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhTfQeEzr34/TmFwwsykHII/AAAAAAAAAYs/Au4CdsNHhu4/s1600/DSC_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhTfQeEzr34/TmFwwsykHII/AAAAAAAAAYs/Au4CdsNHhu4/s320/DSC_0577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647919389658586242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQNFpB0jt1s/TmFycn2IGOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/S0ck_0nlmCs/s1600/DSC_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQNFpB0jt1s/TmFycn2IGOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/S0ck_0nlmCs/s320/DSC_0860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647921243757222114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLFmRWgSNlc/TmFycQw60hI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Nj077GIcJwc/s1600/DSC_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLFmRWgSNlc/TmFycQw60hI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Nj077GIcJwc/s320/DSC_0830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647921237561365010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-awUF4zMi2wY/TmFybx13xyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bEAPp3ErkEc/s1600/DSC_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-awUF4zMi2wY/TmFybx13xyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bEAPp3ErkEc/s320/DSC_0826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647921229260637986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ML3253-oTPk/TmFybTDazKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/pyi1yg0OTCo/s1600/DSC_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ML3253-oTPk/TmFybTDazKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/pyi1yg0OTCo/s320/DSC_0743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647921220995959970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2431971430531059971?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2431971430531059971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-9-santorini-whitewashed-village-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2431971430531059971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2431971430531059971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-9-santorini-whitewashed-village-and.html' title='Day 9-Santorini, Whitewashed village and bright blue sea'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bouu71fYGbs/TmFwxlcG8NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DpW1SDU8hiA/s72-c/DSC_0701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4239124554030603061</id><published>2011-08-10T07:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T18:03:14.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8-Took me by surprise</title><content type='html'>We went to Kusadasi, Turkey. We shopped, ate (twice), drank, and visited a beach. This is one of my favorite parts of the whole trip. The people in Turkey were so nice! It was clean, friendly, and beautiful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaOWEcD1Kx0/TmFeQWS-MBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vzn9_eGgy04/s1600/DSC_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaOWEcD1Kx0/TmFeQWS-MBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vzn9_eGgy04/s320/DSC_0442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647899042655383570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fm8TaqRbdl0/TmFuFeX0yiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XPsYT1U41HE/s1600/DSC_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fm8TaqRbdl0/TmFuFeX0yiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XPsYT1U41HE/s320/DSC_0484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647916448030706210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZH75wQPxNk/TmFuE5jMcsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/9geyFITN5eo/s1600/DSC_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZH75wQPxNk/TmFuE5jMcsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/9geyFITN5eo/s320/DSC_0454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647916438146282178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf9IyUkdA0U/TmFulw4HxqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rHaWcjPm3OA/s1600/DSC_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf9IyUkdA0U/TmFulw4HxqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rHaWcjPm3OA/s320/DSC_0487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647917002753820322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4239124554030603061?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4239124554030603061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-8-took-me-by-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4239124554030603061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4239124554030603061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-8-took-me-by-surprise.html' title='Day 8-Took me by surprise'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaOWEcD1Kx0/TmFeQWS-MBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vzn9_eGgy04/s72-c/DSC_0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2228957854631417159</id><published>2011-07-26T07:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T18:08:40.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7-Athens by Taxi</title><content type='html'>Day 5 &amp; 6 were cruising days. That pretty much meant we hung out at the pool, drank too much, and ate too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 we arrived in Athens, where the excursion we had purchased was cancelled. They told us it was due to low attendance, but I’m not convinced it wasn’t because of the rioting taking place the day before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi drivers in Athens wait at the port and then try to get cruise passengers to take a tour by taxi. We weighed our options and decided this was the best way to see a lot of the city. So off we went with our taxi driver, who spoke very good English and drove like a freaking crazy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took us to a gorgeous place where we could overlook the bay, the sailboats, and the city. From there we went to the Acropolis. It was hotter than hell, again, and after we purchased our tickets they closed the gates. Awesome. So we sad around for about half an hour in the heat watching the line get longer and longer and longer…. Eventually they carried some dude away in handcuffs and started letting people in. I was just a little nervous about being in Athens at this time, even though our taxi driver assured us that there was not likely to be any rioting that day, and the whole episode freaked me out just a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it felt like a race to the top! People were scrambling to get ahead of the crowd, only to get stuck in another group of people. So there we were, halfway up the Acropolis, and stuck. With a million sweaty people who mostly towered over me so that I couldn’t breathe. We never really figured out what was going on and why no one was moving, but after 45 minutes of not moving we pushed our way back down and left. Sad….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we went to the Temple of Zeus, which was pretty awesome. Then we went to the palace and watched the Changing of Guards Ceremony. Then we went to the original stadium for modern day Olympics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now we were starving, so the taxi driver took us to a place to get gyros. Best gyro ever! Nothing like what we eat in the US. Same ingredients, but somehow so much better. We then said goodbye to our Taxi driver and to Athens and once again headed for the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Athens. It’s really busy, too busy for me, but I really enjoyed our time there, and that freaking gyro. :) The people in some places were not always very nice to us, but in Athens they were great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MePkHI5JmBM/TjiRBBIzXQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vE_nowuwHOw/s1600/DSC_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MePkHI5JmBM/TjiRBBIzXQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vE_nowuwHOw/s320/DSC_0408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636414380325428482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOCRDQzAaSw/TjiRAquieBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/G-6472PfYm0/s1600/DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOCRDQzAaSw/TjiRAquieBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/G-6472PfYm0/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636414374309689362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odtt8ygCpYI/TjiO0usgfdI/AAAAAAAAAXk/idB-N6sx6I4/s1600/DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZDO9-3MlCc/TjiLt5xtBtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JgQDy97n3Mg/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636408554373842642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2228957854631417159?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2228957854631417159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-7-athens-by-taxi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2228957854631417159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2228957854631417159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-7-athens-by-taxi.html' title='Day 7-Athens by Taxi'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MePkHI5JmBM/TjiRBBIzXQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vE_nowuwHOw/s72-c/DSC_0408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7681541974179084451</id><published>2011-07-25T13:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T13:41:50.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4-Rome-La Dolce Vita</title><content type='html'>Rome… I won’t be going back to Rome. I don’t mean to start on such a negative note, but Rome might have been my least favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started by taking a bus to the Colesseum, which was really cool. It was awesome to see it and I got some really great photos. The problem is that at 9 a.m. it was about 110 degrees and 4 other cruise ships were also visiting Rome. Too hot… too many people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left the coliseum we drove to the Vatican. On the way we passed the theatre where Julius Caesar was murdered. That was also pretty interesting to see. It’s in ruins, and is surrounded by stores, pizza joints, and apartments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited about the Vatican because I thought it was going to be a very spiritual place. Instead, it’s jam packed with people, chincy stores, and trash. The line to get into St. Peter’s Basilica was 2.5 hours in the brutal sun. We couldn’t cut it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead we walked around some of the shops, until we got too hot to bear it and found a nice small restaurant to cool off in. It was here that we had the best meal of my life. No kidding. I can say with confidence it’s the best food I have ever had. We had bruschetta and a caprese salad. Then I had gnocchi and B had lasagna with meatballs. I can’t describe how melt in your mouth tasty it was! It did however, come with a $230 bill. Oouch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attempted to walk around for about 2 more hours until it was time to catch our bus, but the heat was so extremely unbearable that we sat in an ice-cream store most of that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have loved to inside the basilica. I would have loved to walk to the Fountain di Trevi… but I am fairly sure one or more of us would have passed out or had heat stroke. When the time came, we loaded the bus as fast as we could. The pool was calling our names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7ggpoc7enU/Ti3FYybrYaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/KjMWigcBpAg/s1600/DSC_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7ggpoc7enU/Ti3FYybrYaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/KjMWigcBpAg/s320/DSC_0694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633375738555752866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceiling at St. Peter in Chains Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zidUEsUNPE4/Ti3FYmB3qlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/UCPw6yCkMW0/s1600/DSC_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zidUEsUNPE4/Ti3FYmB3qlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/UCPw6yCkMW0/s320/DSC_0678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633375735226280530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLHanYxGW5c/Ti3FYJO4NGI/AAAAAAAAAV0/w8NPLQP5IDM/s1600/DSC_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLHanYxGW5c/Ti3FYJO4NGI/AAAAAAAAAV0/w8NPLQP5IDM/s320/DSC_0647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633375727496213602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qsjim6fb3wM/Ti3FX8P5yII/AAAAAAAAAVs/bNo7rbIEJGM/s1600/DSC_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qsjim6fb3wM/Ti3FX8P5yII/AAAAAAAAAVs/bNo7rbIEJGM/s320/DSC_0621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633375724010850434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkzwHyBAAkw/Ti3FXg5OnpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XQnvdkYgQd0/s1600/DSC_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkzwHyBAAkw/Ti3FXg5OnpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XQnvdkYgQd0/s320/DSC_0581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633375716667989650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMdurtyyHh0/Ti3FqPPUEwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Rl65fZVMwRQ/s1600/DSC_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMdurtyyHh0/Ti3FqPPUEwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Rl65fZVMwRQ/s320/DSC_0734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633376038346298114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Peter's Basilica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Avr6_dvg_YU/Ti3FpphY6aI/AAAAAAAAAWM/pPrUOjBmR1M/s1600/DSC_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Avr6_dvg_YU/Ti3FpphY6aI/AAAAAAAAAWM/pPrUOjBmR1M/s320/DSC_0704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633376028221565346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses by Michelangelo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7681541974179084451?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7681541974179084451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/rome-i-wont-be-going-back-to-rome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7681541974179084451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7681541974179084451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/rome-i-wont-be-going-back-to-rome.html' title='Day 4-Rome-La Dolce Vita'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7ggpoc7enU/Ti3FYybrYaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/KjMWigcBpAg/s72-c/DSC_0694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4377531105055468126</id><published>2011-07-18T14:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:22:21.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3-Tuscany</title><content type='html'>Next we made our first stop in Italy to go wine tasting in Tuscany. We could have seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa, but given how the rest of our touristy things went on this cruise, I think opting for wine tasting was a great choice. We did, however, see the Leaning Tower from afar as we were traveling through the Tuscan countryside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret to say that I didn’t love the wine we tasted. I wasn’t feeling well the morning we left, and the hour long drive didn’t help, so that may have had something to do with it. But of all the wines that we tried, I only really enjoyed one of them. I did, however, become a little tipsy and then decided it was a good idea to bring the yummy bottle of wine back for friends and family. So, fast forward two weeks and I’m packing my luggage for the trip home wondering how to pack 5 bottles of wine in my check in. Fortunately, all bottles made it home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I really enjoyed about the wine tasting is that we sat around tables with family style tapas in front of us. This gave us the chance to meet some of the people on our cruise that we never would have talked to otherwise. We met a couple from New Jersey, one from Minnesota, and one from England. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fc21Tbf_rI/TiSTBhYnMjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/KHwtxkKph4g/s1600/DSC_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fc21Tbf_rI/TiSTBhYnMjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/KHwtxkKph4g/s320/DSC_0488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630787088470716978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tiny little village built in a line up the mountain was near our vineyard, and is where Pinocchio was created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jH4a546Vpj0/TiSTA40MAnI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jXOKUU88J6M/s1600/DSC_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jH4a546Vpj0/TiSTA40MAnI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jXOKUU88J6M/s320/DSC_0494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630787077580522098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MOhr8096mMk/TiSS_9Ri_VI/AAAAAAAAAVE/LutiMEtLmf8/s1600/DSC_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MOhr8096mMk/TiSS_9Ri_VI/AAAAAAAAAVE/LutiMEtLmf8/s320/DSC_0478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630787061597535570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1gDr62gHFM/TiSS-0YoEHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/LLc5Tl63myg/s1600/DSC_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1gDr62gHFM/TiSS-0YoEHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/LLc5Tl63myg/s320/DSC_0480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630787042031439986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-0NQc4MeD0/TiST1ZvNw_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kJWshox432o/s1600/DSC_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-0NQc4MeD0/TiST1ZvNw_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kJWshox432o/s320/DSC_0485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630787979771233266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4377531105055468126?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4377531105055468126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-3-tuscany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4377531105055468126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4377531105055468126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-3-tuscany.html' title='Day 3-Tuscany'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fc21Tbf_rI/TiSTBhYnMjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/KHwtxkKph4g/s72-c/DSC_0488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1470548050376352793</id><published>2011-07-13T16:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:33:18.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising Day 2-The French Riviera and Villefranche</title><content type='html'>Day 2 we stopped in France. We were in a bay, not docked, and so we had to take little boats from the ship to the town. It was beautiful. I think the coolest thing I found about France was the colors. The buildings were painted brightly, with different colored shutters and doors. The flowers were gorgeous as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down to a lovely beach, and then got some ice cream and sat in the shade to get out of the heat for a while. Then we explored the town. We stopped at two different bars for beers and mozzarella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have liked to see more of France. I don’t think the amount of time we had there did it any justice. Next time I’ll visit some bigger cities and spend a lot more time there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_GUulNH_Qc/Th4cu8R8fHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TTyNjDz0S8c/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_GUulNH_Qc/Th4cu8R8fHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TTyNjDz0S8c/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628968177040653426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slxsyW5K9io/Th4ctwuK1NI/AAAAAAAAAUk/9GGbyvX7Gik/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slxsyW5K9io/Th4ctwuK1NI/AAAAAAAAAUk/9GGbyvX7Gik/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628968156757939410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r11GlwEkEhA/Th4ctcEzLdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/enkysN17BIA/s1600/DSC_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r11GlwEkEhA/Th4ctcEzLdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/enkysN17BIA/s320/DSC_0322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628968151215713746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0Nfiml4vGE/Th4csv-MCtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4i6Orl4ff6M/s1600/DSC_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0Nfiml4vGE/Th4csv-MCtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4i6Orl4ff6M/s320/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628968139376822994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oughBb3ncaA/Th4csAZ93LI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Bgc8xlDldkc/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oughBb3ncaA/Th4csAZ93LI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Bgc8xlDldkc/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628968126608432306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1470548050376352793?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1470548050376352793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/cruising-day-2-french-riviera-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1470548050376352793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1470548050376352793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/cruising-day-2-french-riviera-and.html' title='Cruising Day 2-The French Riviera and Villefranche'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_GUulNH_Qc/Th4cu8R8fHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TTyNjDz0S8c/s72-c/DSC_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2521798623282971981</id><published>2011-07-12T15:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:11:02.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising Day 1</title><content type='html'>When getting on a cruise, you stand in line for hours. We came to learn that most people called it “queuing.”  We were queuing to check our luggage, queuing to check into the ship, queuing to go through security, queuing to learn more about our dinning, queuing to enter the ship, queuing to enter another part of the ship, and finally, queuing to get on the elevator once we were on the ship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all our queuing, we gathered excitement all over again and hurried to our stateroom, which was not the right room. Not the right room at all. Royal Caribbean was unwilling to help us. They had a big fat sign posted at the customer relations desk that said “all staterooms are full,” and we were offered no compensation. After an hour or so, we decided just to make the best of it. We had a great balcony, and we weren’t going to be spending much time in the room anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the mandatory emergency evacuation meeting we began our vacation. We watched Spain fade away (sadly) and then went to the pool. At dinner we met our waiter and assistant waiter, two very personable and funny guys. Then we explored the ship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were traveling through The Bay of Lions, which apparently meant choppy water. Everyone had always told me that you can't feel the ship move because it is too big. That’s a big fat lie. I don’t get sea sick, thank goodness, but that boat moved a LOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship was pretty awesome. The only one of us who had cruised before was Brendon, so we were impressed with the options for on board entertainment. We spent a ton of time at the adult only pool (I’m never taking a child on a cruise,) saw some musical productions, hung out in the casino, and even attempted to watch a movie in the theater (but it was full so we left.) There were several dining options as well. I thought for sure I was going to gain 10 pounds while there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure we went to bed early that night. We actually went to bed early most nights since we were usually exhausted. We left the balcony door open and listened to the waves and smelled the air. It was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mauHXLTtg68/ThzBE38MH4I/AAAAAAAAATk/7dKwq6VTCDE/s1600/DSC_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mauHXLTtg68/ThzBE38MH4I/AAAAAAAAATk/7dKwq6VTCDE/s320/DSC_0786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628585923786317698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSwKZjJRGjs/ThzDbQ5GmeI/AAAAAAAAAUE/OZai9M3nyWY/s1600/DSC_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSwKZjJRGjs/ThzDbQ5GmeI/AAAAAAAAAUE/OZai9M3nyWY/s320/DSC_0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628588507464636898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3bxj7PyrBo/ThzDauybX_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/VUY0tOeK8Yo/s1600/DSC_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3bxj7PyrBo/ThzDauybX_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/VUY0tOeK8Yo/s320/DSC_1001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628588498309832690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQkKg1QwSQk/ThzDaawDEmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TeYnsvKLKwU/s1600/DSC_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQkKg1QwSQk/ThzDaawDEmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TeYnsvKLKwU/s320/DSC_0992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628588492931142242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LEDSEBjeVtQ/ThzBFS5C-cI/AAAAAAAAATs/5CnA2XNjIHQ/s1600/DSC_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LEDSEBjeVtQ/ThzBFS5C-cI/AAAAAAAAATs/5CnA2XNjIHQ/s320/DSC_0931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628585931020892610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2521798623282971981?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2521798623282971981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/cruising-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2521798623282971981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2521798623282971981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/cruising-day-1.html' title='Cruising Day 1'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mauHXLTtg68/ThzBE38MH4I/AAAAAAAAATk/7dKwq6VTCDE/s72-c/DSC_0786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6322329018672045391</id><published>2011-07-11T15:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T16:53:57.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona-Until we meet again</title><content type='html'>Just after B and I got married, my best friend Jen suggested that the three of us and our good friend James go to Greece. I said I would love to go to Greece, but that I was not going anywhere near that part of the world without going to Spain. There were several other areas of the area that we were very interested in seeing as well, so we decided on a Mediterranean Cruise that started in Barcelona. We spent the next 8 months anticipating this trip and thought it would never come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last it did come, and we left Cheyenne full of energy and ready for the trip of a life time. We had two suitcases each, with enough clothes for 15 days. The cat went to a friend's house, and the dog went to B's parents, and we went to Spain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we suffered from jet lag… bad. We had travelled through the night and landed about 10am, but we were unable to check in to our hotel until 3. So we wandered around the area half asleep, extremely hot, and totally clueless about what we should be doing. Soon we decided to sit outside at a little restaurant and drink copious amounts of sangria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three hours of tapas (including breaded and fried anchovies) and drinks, we walked down "Las Rumblas." This is a street dedicated to venders in tents. We found another little street cafe and had more sangria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 3, we were more than ready for a nap and shower. After we cleaned ourselves up and took a three hour nap, we ventured out again to find more food and drinks. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we rented bikes and hit the town! We rode through the pier areas, down the beach, and then back into the city to see some of Gaudi's most famous creations. We ate more delicious tapas and drank more delicious sangria (you will come to notice that we did a lot of eating and drinking on this trip.) Then we swapped out clothes for beach wear and hit the beach! The clothing optional beach... little did we know until we were there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun started to get low, we packed back up and headed to a restaurant in a plaza where there was going to be live music. It would have been awesome, except for the waiter really did not want us there. He ignored us, was rude to us, and never even brought us menus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode to another restaurant where they were much friendlier. And after dinner, drinks, and complimentary shots, we attempted to ride back to the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When planning a vacation, one should always check to see what's going on in the area while you will be there. We skipped this part, and found ourselves in the middle of a HUGE Summer Solstice Festival. I'm pretty sure every man, woman, and child was out celebrating that night. The streets were packed. Fireworks were going off everywhere... they were even landing on the tables at dinner and being thrown on the sidewalks in front of people. So, given that and the drinking that had taken place that evening, we were very quickly lost. After some trial and error, we ended up on the right track and found home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was about the same, riding bikes, eating and drinking, and learning more about the area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona was great and I feel very fortunate to have been there. I have been pretty obsessed with Spain and Spanish culture for some time now. It was awesome to be able to speak Spanish, and to learn a little too! I will definitely be going back to Spain, but I think next time we will hit up some smaller coast towns and stay for much longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HP2Ud-_Ztvg/Tht7A5cClHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AMe9A8EdK9Y/s1600/DSC_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HP2Ud-_Ztvg/Tht7A5cClHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AMe9A8EdK9Y/s320/DSC_0549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628227414678213746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down to many pretty streets with amazing flowers on the balconies. The detail on the buildings in amazing. Even apartment buildings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmP64st9hWo/Tht9NmgDa0I/AAAAAAAAATM/VjNloAsgsCU/s1600/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmP64st9hWo/Tht9NmgDa0I/AAAAAAAAATM/VjNloAsgsCU/s320/DSC_0575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628229831956327234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BG8XHf6WeCI/Tht9ts2iPAI/AAAAAAAAATU/YSn8Vyb-pvM/s1600/DSC_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BG8XHf6WeCI/Tht9ts2iPAI/AAAAAAAAATU/YSn8Vyb-pvM/s320/DSC_0667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628230383417048066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTBMVOoKk0g/Tht-BKlbTiI/AAAAAAAAATc/Q-K8_E2EWqk/s1600/DSC_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTBMVOoKk0g/Tht-BKlbTiI/AAAAAAAAATc/Q-K8_E2EWqk/s320/DSC_0699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628230717815868962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Sagrada Familia-One of the coolest places I have ever seen. Designed by Gaudi, it's got incredible details from top to bottom. They have been building it since 1882and it's not going to be finished for another 30-80 years!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6322329018672045391?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6322329018672045391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/barcelona-until-we-meet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6322329018672045391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6322329018672045391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/barcelona-until-we-meet-again.html' title='Barcelona-Until we meet again'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HP2Ud-_Ztvg/Tht7A5cClHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AMe9A8EdK9Y/s72-c/DSC_0549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8619552047425805850</id><published>2011-07-08T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T05:05:17.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a picture of me with the elephant...</title><content type='html'>B and I are back home. We were in the Mediterranean for nearly three weeks. It feels weird being back. My time is all screwed up and I already miss the air, the way the boat rocks, the food, and the absolute free time. I am however, 100% glad to be away from the 2400 people on our cruise ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post lots of pictures and stories from the trip. It really was amazing and I can't wait to go back and do it again... only better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8619552047425805850?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8619552047425805850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/heres-picture-of-me-with-elephant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8619552047425805850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8619552047425805850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/07/heres-picture-of-me-with-elephant.html' title='Here&apos;s a picture of me with the elephant...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3913465692145792625</id><published>2011-06-16T15:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:12:14.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We love her :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r13_RahwFKw/TfpxdtZmbsI/AAAAAAAAASM/FYUBEYn-qYk/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r13_RahwFKw/TfpxdtZmbsI/AAAAAAAAASM/FYUBEYn-qYk/s400/DSC_0316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618928240315231938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLKMM1SPChM/Tfpxadi7TQI/AAAAAAAAASE/-vYEP6DUDcQ/s1600/DSC_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLKMM1SPChM/Tfpxadi7TQI/AAAAAAAAASE/-vYEP6DUDcQ/s400/DSC_0333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618928184519773442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5CwMkYxLARA/Tfpw-ZLbQNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/C6S2MgGHBXg/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5CwMkYxLARA/Tfpw-ZLbQNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/C6S2MgGHBXg/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618927702311125202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3913465692145792625?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3913465692145792625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-love-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3913465692145792625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3913465692145792625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-love-her.html' title='We love her :)'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r13_RahwFKw/TfpxdtZmbsI/AAAAAAAAASM/FYUBEYn-qYk/s72-c/DSC_0316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8662025505812586331</id><published>2011-06-02T12:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T13:01:17.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight from Wyoming</title><content type='html'>I stole this from post secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngTXf9m3aJM/Tefd4JnCJHI/AAAAAAAAARw/KfWXz5BC-Sc/s1600/wyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngTXf9m3aJM/Tefd4JnCJHI/AAAAAAAAARw/KfWXz5BC-Sc/s400/wyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613699417262662770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8662025505812586331?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8662025505812586331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/06/straight-from-wyoming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8662025505812586331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8662025505812586331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/06/straight-from-wyoming.html' title='Straight from Wyoming'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngTXf9m3aJM/Tefd4JnCJHI/AAAAAAAAARw/KfWXz5BC-Sc/s72-c/wyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1118392324007371665</id><published>2011-05-25T10:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:32:49.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She'll take you where the pharaohs live...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a PIO meeting with various others from around Cheyenne. I sat at a table with some women I hadn't met before. They started talking about their kids, how many they have, how many they want, how cute they are.... all the kid stuff that moms always talk about. They mentioned how when they take their kids to the zoo it's boring because the animals are always sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was my only contribution to the entire half hour long conversation:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah that's like the lions at MGM Grand. They never wake up. Just lay around all fat and lazy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. All I had to contribute was Vegas. Will I grow up someday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVoA8NsMFaY/Td0tcLlFsYI/AAAAAAAAARo/xub_Y4nLe0s/s1600/lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVoA8NsMFaY/Td0tcLlFsYI/AAAAAAAAARo/xub_Y4nLe0s/s400/lion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610690672941445506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1118392324007371665?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1118392324007371665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/shell-take-you-where-pharaohs-live.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1118392324007371665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1118392324007371665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/shell-take-you-where-pharaohs-live.html' title='She&apos;ll take you where the pharaohs live...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVoA8NsMFaY/Td0tcLlFsYI/AAAAAAAAARo/xub_Y4nLe0s/s72-c/lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6879229119601310914</id><published>2011-05-20T09:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:46:17.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There is hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OakdZqE611I/TdaMxGZuOPI/AAAAAAAAARg/mfeo1wfDMkA/s1600/cath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OakdZqE611I/TdaMxGZuOPI/AAAAAAAAARg/mfeo1wfDMkA/s400/cath.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608825161096509682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6879229119601310914?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6879229119601310914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/there-is-hope.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6879229119601310914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6879229119601310914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/there-is-hope.html' title='There is hope!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OakdZqE611I/TdaMxGZuOPI/AAAAAAAAARg/mfeo1wfDMkA/s72-c/cath.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4713926411332398127</id><published>2011-05-13T11:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:07:23.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Kanye...</title><content type='html'>Jesus Walks is a great song. Who knows if Kanye actually feels that way or if he just thought it would sell albums. Either way, this lyric cracks me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To the hustlers, killers, murderers, drug dealers even the strippers-Jesus walks with them!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the strippers. Aaaall those bad people... and &lt;em&gt;even &lt;/em&gt;the strippers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MYF7H_fpc-g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4713926411332398127?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4713926411332398127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-kanye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4713926411332398127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4713926411332398127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-kanye.html' title='Oh Kanye...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MYF7H_fpc-g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6638841830829649115</id><published>2011-05-03T11:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:59:32.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got a mouth full of diamonds...</title><content type='html'>This happened today in the COLLEGE class that I teach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you using your phone to take this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;Student: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's totally cheating.&lt;br /&gt;Student: Oh... I didn't know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of failing students is they just come back the next semester......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6638841830829649115?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6638841830829649115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/youve-got-mouth-full-of-diamonds.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6638841830829649115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6638841830829649115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/05/youve-got-mouth-full-of-diamonds.html' title='You&apos;ve got a mouth full of diamonds...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8613545785687043170</id><published>2011-04-22T16:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:04:17.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep. I'm a bad ass with a sewing machine.</title><content type='html'>And by that I mean, these are the first things I have ever sewn. Not too shabby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nMIgLYOhSo/TbH7FlHP5yI/AAAAAAAAARY/FvmcVkjxUp0/s1600/103_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nMIgLYOhSo/TbH7FlHP5yI/AAAAAAAAARY/FvmcVkjxUp0/s320/103_0394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598531885078669090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2XHfPEfJPKc/TbH6_bSG_iI/AAAAAAAAARQ/IN5hnmCEwSk/s1600/103_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2XHfPEfJPKc/TbH6_bSG_iI/AAAAAAAAARQ/IN5hnmCEwSk/s320/103_0392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598531779360652834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8613545785687043170?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8613545785687043170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/04/yep-im-bad-ass-with-sewing-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8613545785687043170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8613545785687043170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/04/yep-im-bad-ass-with-sewing-machine.html' title='Yep. I&apos;m a bad ass with a sewing machine.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nMIgLYOhSo/TbH7FlHP5yI/AAAAAAAAARY/FvmcVkjxUp0/s72-c/103_0394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1745482197039166757</id><published>2011-04-07T15:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:59:54.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance baby dance like the world is ending...</title><content type='html'>Seriously, if you haven't checked out AWOLNATION yet do it. Go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pre-ordered the album, which arrived on March 29th, the day it was released. I tore into it, throwing paper and packaging all over my car. When I tried to take the cd out of the case, it snapped in half. Holy hell I was pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ordered another one as soon as I got to a computer. Totally worth paying twice for the same cd. Hear it. Go. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8QSjtNK85tw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1745482197039166757?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1745482197039166757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-baby-dance-like-world-is-ending.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1745482197039166757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1745482197039166757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-baby-dance-like-world-is-ending.html' title='Dance baby dance like the world is ending...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8QSjtNK85tw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6767569280316438890</id><published>2011-03-22T19:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:28:10.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>San Fran 2010</title><content type='html'>About a year ago we went to San Fran for my birthday. It's my favorite place ever and I want to live on a sailboat there someday. Until then San Fran.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="500" height="375" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OIo3Q14Hwz4?hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6767569280316438890?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6767569280316438890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/san-fran-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6767569280316438890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6767569280316438890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/san-fran-2010.html' title='San Fran 2010'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OIo3Q14Hwz4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-252352378982305971</id><published>2011-03-22T19:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:40:37.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems like a character mutation...</title><content type='html'>I started a new job last week. On my last day at my prior job, I was feeling some cognitive dissonance. Earlier that week I taught my students (at my second job)about cognitive disonance and how people feel it after they make big decisions. "As a marketer, you have to try to ease that dissonance so people don't return your product and so they come back for more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was pretty terrified that I had made a bad decision. But as soon as I showed up for work on Monday morning I new I was in the right place. It's almost like this job was designed by picking all the things I like to do. Rad. No more cognitive dissonace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-252352378982305971?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/252352378982305971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/seems-like-character-mutation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/252352378982305971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/252352378982305971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/seems-like-character-mutation.html' title='Seems like a character mutation...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3230576792892601352</id><published>2011-03-15T08:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:40:47.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She got a record deal. Just saying...</title><content type='html'>Today I leave you with this. I know it's only Tuesday, but wednesday comes after tuesday, and thursday comes after wednesday, and then (!!) IT'S FRIDAY FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CD2LRROpph0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CD2LRROpph0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="480" height="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3230576792892601352?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3230576792892601352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-got-record-deal-just-saying.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3230576792892601352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3230576792892601352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-got-record-deal-just-saying.html' title='She got a record deal. Just saying...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4160602805509759498</id><published>2011-03-14T16:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:30:31.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blog about blogs.</title><content type='html'>About a year or so before B and I got married I started a wedding blog. It kinda morphed into a "jamie and brendon" blog, that was much more safe for Gramma to read than this one is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that it's kinda pointless now. We don't need an extra blog. I might pick it back up someday, but for now I'm done with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4160602805509759498?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4160602805509759498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-about-blogs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4160602805509759498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4160602805509759498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-about-blogs.html' title='blog about blogs.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8128690590755178849</id><published>2011-03-11T11:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T12:04:39.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this probably happens a lot. Jerk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwUWynLSSiA/TXpv8CAiTGI/AAAAAAAAARI/D-MLTVP8WZ4/s1600/w.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwUWynLSSiA/TXpv8CAiTGI/AAAAAAAAARI/D-MLTVP8WZ4/s400/w.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582897765201103970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8128690590755178849?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8128690590755178849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-this-probably-happens-lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8128690590755178849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8128690590755178849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-this-probably-happens-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwUWynLSSiA/TXpv8CAiTGI/AAAAAAAAARI/D-MLTVP8WZ4/s72-c/w.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3551846871219713040</id><published>2011-03-10T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:56:58.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If your sentence starts with "For all intensive purposes"</title><content type='html'>I'm not likely to continue listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3551846871219713040?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3551846871219713040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-your-sentence-starts-with-for-all.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3551846871219713040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3551846871219713040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-your-sentence-starts-with-for-all.html' title='If your sentence starts with &quot;For all intensive purposes&quot;'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-5063014723375333673</id><published>2011-03-09T10:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:57:11.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the freedom of the road...</title><content type='html'>In 2011 we are going on a three week trip to Barcelona and a Mediterranean Cruise. It's less than four months away and I can't wait! I have always wanted to spend time in Spain, and we are going to some really amazing places. Jennifer and James are coming as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would like to make 2012 the year of the festivals. There are tons of awesome music festivals around the country I would love to go to. In 2012 I will do just that! I think I will add year of the festivals to my baby bucket list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-5063014723375333673?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/5063014723375333673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-freedom-of-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5063014723375333673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5063014723375333673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-freedom-of-road.html' title='In the freedom of the road...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2414277869623821185</id><published>2011-03-08T14:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:40:18.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peas.</title><content type='html'>Lent is upon us. Last year a friend of mine gave up something too "personal" to tell us about. When we asked him if it was masturbation, he became very quiet and red in the face. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if he gave up jacking off or not. But if you decide to give up this type of activity, and you can't bring yourself to tell people about it, maybe give up something else as well. Like... peas. Tell people you gave up peas for lent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2414277869623821185?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2414277869623821185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/peas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2414277869623821185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2414277869623821185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/peas.html' title='Peas.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3232842458019259456</id><published>2011-03-08T11:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:40:58.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what yesterdays bring...</title><content type='html'>I really might cry when I finish reading this book. Clan of the cave bear and the five books that follow are the best I have ever read. If I ever have a daughter, her name will be Ayla (despite Brendon's objections). I really, really can't wait for this to come out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Nw0RZ8yzK0&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Nw0RZ8yzK0&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="480" height="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3232842458019259456?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3232842458019259456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-know-what-yesterdays-bring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3232842458019259456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3232842458019259456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-know-what-yesterdays-bring.html' title='I know what yesterdays bring...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8905348450882131877</id><published>2011-03-01T10:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T10:57:20.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't nobody worryin'</title><content type='html'>Humans have effed up evolution. But this is a whole other topic. What I'm really getting at here is that we are in a generation when more and more people would prefer to wait ‘til they are "older" to have kids, and yet, there are still biological pressures to hurry up and have them. My grandma has been telling me (since I was 24) that my eggs are going to dry up and I better hurry up and procreate. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in no way ready to be responsible for tiny humans. I have a hard enough time letting my dog out before I go to the bar. Not that I'm a lush, B and I don't drink nearly as much as we did five years ago. I just very much enjoy my social life. My friends kick ass. I have never had so much fun before, and in Cheyenne no less! I'm rambling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might not have kids. We have a pretty stinking great life. Why would we want to change it??  But in the event that we do decide to have kids, I want to have all the stuff on my baby bucket list crossed off.  So here it is, drafted a year or so ago, subject to change:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii (done)&lt;br /&gt;Spain (This June!!)&lt;br /&gt;Skydive (done)&lt;br /&gt;Times Square for New Years&lt;br /&gt;Snowboard at Whistler&lt;br /&gt;Ride the half pipe (I could do this tomorrow if I had the balls...)&lt;br /&gt;At least one more Mexico trip&lt;br /&gt;Learn to sail and charter a boat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8905348450882131877?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8905348450882131877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/aint-nobody-worryin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8905348450882131877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8905348450882131877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/03/aint-nobody-worryin.html' title='Ain&apos;t nobody worryin&apos;'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6613954654121782630</id><published>2011-02-28T12:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:38:15.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I don't sing it, it's gonna burn a hole in me...</title><content type='html'>I cut my hair half off. It's weird and I am having a hard time getting used to it. I think I'll grow it back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have decided to get certain parts of my life back on track. I have been so crazy busy lately with two teaching jobs, a real job, snowboarding, and house projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been neglecting the gym lately. I have only been making it about once a week, and that is pretty much useless. The trainer has been sending me harassing texts about what a slacker I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been training for the Boulder Boulder. And by training, I mean I run a couple miles once a week. Again, not sufficient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't picked up a Spanish book or a musical instrument in months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have made no progress on my goal to record a CD this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck. But no mas! It’s game on for all these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6613954654121782630?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6613954654121782630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-i-dont-sing-it-its-gonna-burn-hole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6613954654121782630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6613954654121782630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-i-dont-sing-it-its-gonna-burn-hole.html' title='If I don&apos;t sing it, it&apos;s gonna burn a hole in me...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7250568356577237630</id><published>2011-02-24T14:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:18:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate it when I'm making a milkshake and boys just show up in my yard....</title><content type='html'>How I Met your Mother is the best show I have ever watched. Evar. It's about five friends, two of which are romantically involved and get married, the other three have a weird love triangle that I assume will end well someday. It's been on for six seasons so far and not losing any traction. It's the best. Evar. Really. Watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, if you are already a fan of HIMYM, here is a link to &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/how_i_met_your_mother/community/barney_blog/index.php"&gt;Barney's blog&lt;/a&gt;. It's legen-dairy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7250568356577237630?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7250568356577237630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hate-it-when-im-making-milkshake-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7250568356577237630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7250568356577237630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hate-it-when-im-making-milkshake-and.html' title='I hate it when I&apos;m making a milkshake and boys just show up in my yard....'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2919777228775801772</id><published>2011-02-23T15:24:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:43:54.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Five Cartoons</title><content type='html'>In order of when I started watching them:&lt;br /&gt;1. Beetlejuice (1989-1991) Somehow in the cartoon BJ and Lydia are BFF. Rad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYPXYVnvWvg/TWWLY9Gol9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/qv2QQ7B6f7U/s1600/Beetlejuice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYPXYVnvWvg/TWWLY9Gol9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/qv2QQ7B6f7U/s320/Beetlejuice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577016974403737554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Daria (1997-2002) Socially awkward teen and her obnoxiously popular sister? I’m in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2bmUO3LZOE/TWWLgz8yafI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OnXNN5V7PKY/s1600/Daria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2bmUO3LZOE/TWWLgz8yafI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OnXNN5V7PKY/s320/Daria.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577017109385472498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Simpsons (1989-present) You haven't aged a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVNHIagx7ZE/TWWLoyzJ4MI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lFUaH2IV0f0/s1600/Simpsons.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVNHIagx7ZE/TWWLoyzJ4MI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lFUaH2IV0f0/s320/Simpsons.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577017246515585218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Southpark (1997-present) If you say you don't like Southpark, you are kidding yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KObeNLVFMwE/TWWLwa7FVyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eLvY7H-Qmo0/s1600/SouthPark.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KObeNLVFMwE/TWWLwa7FVyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eLvY7H-Qmo0/s320/SouthPark.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577017377545344802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Avatar the last air bender (2005-2008) Cartoon=awesome. Movie=awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1dYYW2gzCs/TWWL3G4wA0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/73-UDZoW-Ck/s1600/Avatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1dYYW2gzCs/TWWL3G4wA0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/73-UDZoW-Ck/s320/Avatar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577017492425933634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2919777228775801772?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2919777228775801772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/top-five-cartoons.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2919777228775801772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2919777228775801772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/top-five-cartoons.html' title='Top Five Cartoons'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYPXYVnvWvg/TWWLY9Gol9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/qv2QQ7B6f7U/s72-c/Beetlejuice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4733347717289140711</id><published>2011-02-21T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T09:12:39.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dig.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PPtSKimbjOU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4733347717289140711?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4733347717289140711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4733347717289140711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4733347717289140711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dig.html' title='I dig.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PPtSKimbjOU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1503550970580363387</id><published>2011-02-17T13:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:38:56.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On being drunk.</title><content type='html'>You know how people blame things on being drunk? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd never normally make out with that dude! I was drunk!"&lt;br /&gt;"I stole a shot glass?? I must have been drunk."&lt;br /&gt;"I was so drunk that I danced on the bar and took my top off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pretty big believer that this is all bull shit. People don't become different people because they are drunk. They are the same person, just a little more uninhibited. If you made out with someone while you were drunk, you totally wanted to. I'm just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1503550970580363387?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1503550970580363387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-being-drunk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1503550970580363387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1503550970580363387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-being-drunk.html' title='On being drunk.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8956041896132142782</id><published>2011-02-03T15:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T15:43:36.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you heard the dreams of the dove?</title><content type='html'>It feels like my weekend just started. Right now. That never bodes well for the rest of my work week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few blogs ago I mentioned my New Years Eve resolutions. I recently found out that I'm too old to contend on American Idol (gasp!!). Balls. Too old for Idol? How did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this sent me into panic mode about how I'll never be a singer cause no one wants to sign an old lady. So I convinced B and my drummer brother Greg that we needed to record an album. So we are. Eff you Idol! I don't need you! (Though J. Lo is a babe and Steven Tyler is hot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our song list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lissie-&lt;a href=" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4s3dOn0GfQ&amp;ob=av2em"&gt;Everywhere I go.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cranberries- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Ejga4kJUts"&gt;Zombie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. K.T. Tunstall- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gK8rHqddU4w"&gt;Black Horse and a Cherry tree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova-&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nP8no58Mr-I"&gt;If you want me.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need about 3-4 more. I'm open to suggestions. As long as they don’t suck. And they can't be country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8956041896132142782?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8956041896132142782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-heard-dreams-of-dove.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8956041896132142782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8956041896132142782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-heard-dreams-of-dove.html' title='Have you heard the dreams of the dove?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6073979283863693118</id><published>2011-01-28T12:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T12:43:59.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm five years ago and three thousand miles away...</title><content type='html'>I'm not usually one to start a fight or get pissed off on facebook, but I did it today. One of my friends had a post about how if you are a true American, you are counting down the days until Obama is out of office. Fuck that. That's just stupid. I'm a true American. And I support our president. Don't post stupid shit on facebook. That's all I'm going to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6073979283863693118?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6073979283863693118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-five-years-ago-and-three-thousand.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6073979283863693118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6073979283863693118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-five-years-ago-and-three-thousand.html' title='I&apos;m five years ago and three thousand miles away...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-560646651623814452</id><published>2011-01-21T14:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:44:57.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!!!!!</title><content type='html'>And just in case you ever need someone who can recite scenes from Braveheart with perfection, I know a guy. It's awesome. Accents and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-560646651623814452?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/560646651623814452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/560646651623814452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/560646651623814452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/friday.html' title='Friday!!!!!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1028575508361848590</id><published>2011-01-12T09:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T12:44:37.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired of saying that I won't get lost ever again... Who knows. Maybe I will.</title><content type='html'>New Year's Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;Run the Boulder Boulder. (I hate running. I think it sucks. But I'm gonna do it.)&lt;br /&gt;Save more money. &lt;br /&gt;Record a CD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1028575508361848590?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1028575508361848590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-tired-of-saying-that-i-wont-get-lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1028575508361848590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1028575508361848590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-tired-of-saying-that-i-wont-get-lost.html' title='I&apos;m tired of saying that I won&apos;t get lost ever again... Who knows. Maybe I will.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6512836614248376791</id><published>2011-01-11T08:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:00:35.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta lotta love in my heart!</title><content type='html'>2010 was the best year of my life so far. I married the man I love more than anything ever, we bought our first home, I went on so many fun trips and made so many great memories, and I created some really special bonds with people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 28 years old, and I'll be 29 in April. The last year of my 20's.... scary. I didn't think I would be the kind of person who would dread getting older, and I certainly don't see people who are older than me as "old." But I have had my share of anxiety about it. Then I remember that each year of my life has been better than the last. So bring on the years bitches. I'm ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For New Years 2011 Brendon and I and some of our great friends traveled to Phoenix to celebrate. Phipps’ sister and brother in law and her beau live there so we joined them for a very fun weekend. I feel very blessed to have such fun and wonderful people in my life. My girl friends are completely awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the New Year! May it be a better year than last for you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TSx9sbpb7jI/AAAAAAAAAQE/stnaOt3qR0E/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TSx9sbpb7jI/AAAAAAAAAQE/stnaOt3qR0E/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560957842184990258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TSx9sIeN_3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/UMqyKF9xJyI/s1600/BandMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TSx9sIeN_3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/UMqyKF9xJyI/s400/BandMe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560957837037666162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TSx9siey1iI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6Gk3VgNYOls/s1600/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TSx9siey1iI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6Gk3VgNYOls/s400/dog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560957844019402274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to throw this one in there too because our dog is so stinkin cute :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6512836614248376791?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6512836614248376791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-gotta-lotta-love-in-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6512836614248376791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6512836614248376791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-gotta-lotta-love-in-my-heart.html' title='I gotta lotta love in my heart!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TSx9sbpb7jI/AAAAAAAAAQE/stnaOt3qR0E/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-848269595730256319</id><published>2010-12-22T08:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T08:40:48.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The back up back up back up dress</title><content type='html'>Last night we had Christmas dinner and drinks with our friends. The girls started talking about our dresses for New Years Eve in Arizona. We are all bringing like... 17 dresses. Really? That many dresses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that we all have a dress that we really want to wear. Then we have "back up" dresses, in case we eat too many potatoes over Christmas. Then we have a "back up back up" dress, in case we eat too much pie as well. We finally decided that we might just all end up in sweat pants and t-shirts for our New Years outing to a nice dinner and a fancy Martini bar. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-848269595730256319?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/848269595730256319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/12/back-up-back-up-back-up-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/848269595730256319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/848269595730256319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/12/back-up-back-up-back-up-dress.html' title='The back up back up back up dress'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6612932629307276684</id><published>2010-12-08T20:39:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T16:02:36.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really fucked it up this time!</title><content type='html'>I really like this ditty. The dudes are awesome looking, their live &lt;br /&gt;performance isn't crap, and hell... there's a banjo. Rad. &lt;br /&gt;It does, however, very closely resemble colors of the wind from Pocahontas... and that's weird. It's also pretty much identical to Faith Hills I want you. I still dig it. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aRd7UVKvvCM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aRd7UVKvvCM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6612932629307276684?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6612932629307276684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-really-fucked-it-up-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6612932629307276684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6612932629307276684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-really-fucked-it-up-this-time.html' title='I really fucked it up this time!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-9036201751236052551</id><published>2010-12-03T13:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:31:18.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got us a battle... leave it up to me....</title><content type='html'>I have been crazy busy lately. So last night, when I made it home by 5:30 after having been to the bank and Lowe's, I was pretty pumped to start working on my new project. My parents gave us my dressor set from when I was a kid. It's beautiful wood, and we are going to sand it down and coat it with polyurathane so it looks natural. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, while carrying the bag from Lowe's through the dinning room to get to the garage, the bottle of the plastic sack ripped open. The can of polyurathan fell out and burst open on our carpet (inches away from the tile where it would have been an easy clean up). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eff home improvement and projects. This is why I just buy shit instead of trying to be handy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-9036201751236052551?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/9036201751236052551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/12/got-us-battle-leave-it-up-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/9036201751236052551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/9036201751236052551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/12/got-us-battle-leave-it-up-to-me.html' title='Got us a battle... leave it up to me....'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8493471030566714944</id><published>2010-11-30T14:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:23:03.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we ain't going nowhere we got suits and cases</title><content type='html'>Kanye West is a douche. Class A douche. But I'm kinda a fan of his music. Apparently his new album is great and everyone loves it. I'll try it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-JYtV4AUX8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-JYtV4AUX8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the second: Netflix kicks ass. Who needs cable? Netflix is one of the most innovative and customer oriented services that I have ever encountered. Eff cable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8493471030566714944?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8493471030566714944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-aint-going-nowhere-we-got-suits-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8493471030566714944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8493471030566714944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-aint-going-nowhere-we-got-suits-and.html' title='we ain&apos;t going nowhere we got suits and cases'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-5132402469080169508</id><published>2010-11-23T14:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:32:14.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If somebody has got soul, you've got to make them move...</title><content type='html'>My brother recently cancelled his facebook account. When I texted him to ask why he replied "I was starting to know when people were taking shits. That's too much information." I think that's really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was in class and I asked my students if any of them go skiing or snowboarding. One of the older guys said "yeah I used to. But the only way I could stop was by running into trees. It worked really well until I got too fat." Also hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best lists come in threes.... fives if you ask James. But all I have it two. Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-5132402469080169508?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/5132402469080169508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-somebody-has-got-soul-youve-got-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5132402469080169508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5132402469080169508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-somebody-has-got-soul-youve-got-to.html' title='If somebody has got soul, you&apos;ve got to make them move...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6076134898874590828</id><published>2010-10-29T16:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T16:57:16.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You and your sister live in a lemon world....</title><content type='html'>Nothing like four shots of espresso to get me through the last hour of this lovely Friday. The weather outside is amazing... and I can't wait to start my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have kinda fallen off the blog map lately. Not that anyone really misses my rants and music videos ;) I've just been pretty boring lately. Teaching and working and making our house acceptable to show people. The oven already busted and we had to pay a hefty sum of money for some dude to look at it for five seconds and fix it. Rad. But I have a garage to park in now! So it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween party tomorrow! Holla! Brendon is a pirate and I'm his parrot. We didn't steal it from How I Met Your Mother. Promise. Totally just started watching that. And my outfit isn't nearly as cool as hers.  Oh well. Pics soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6076134898874590828?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6076134898874590828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-and-your-sister-live-in-lemon-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6076134898874590828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6076134898874590828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-and-your-sister-live-in-lemon-world.html' title='You and your sister live in a lemon world....'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4399865288447201880</id><published>2010-09-10T12:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:45:29.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want lots of clothes and fuck loads of diamonds...</title><content type='html'>I dig Lily Allen. This &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-wGMlSuX_c&amp;ob=av2e"&gt;song &lt;/a&gt;is good. I really enjoy the lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4399865288447201880?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4399865288447201880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-lots-of-clothes-and-fuck-loads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4399865288447201880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4399865288447201880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-lots-of-clothes-and-fuck-loads.html' title='I want lots of clothes and fuck loads of diamonds...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7783017286357142661</id><published>2010-09-07T14:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:21:11.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the here and now</title><content type='html'>Wedding/honeymoon/moving are done. It was great. We loved every minute of it. But we had been neglecting quite a bit of our normal routine for some time there. Namely, music. B and I love to find new music. We love to listen to it over and over and then talk about it. We love to play guitar and sing together. Who knows how long it's been since I picked up a guitar. It's sad. We love to go to shows. The last show we went to was... nearly a year ago? Really??? No bueno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-wedding, Brendon purchased recording equipment. He's used it a little, but mostly it's been collecting dust. We're gonna bust it out. Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7783017286357142661?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7783017286357142661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-here-and-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7783017286357142661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7783017286357142661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-here-and-now.html' title='Back to the here and now'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8027212512134611633</id><published>2010-08-11T14:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T14:17:45.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This will make your day.</title><content type='html'>I promise. &lt;a href="http://thechive.com/2010/08/10/girl-quits-her-job-on-dry-erase-board-emails-entire-office-33-photos/"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8027212512134611633?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8027212512134611633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-will-make-your-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8027212512134611633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8027212512134611633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-will-make-your-day.html' title='This will make your day.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7366270850551780356</id><published>2010-08-10T10:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T10:38:36.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention to detail</title><content type='html'>I get annoyed when I’m watching a movie, and something in the scene just changed suddenly due to editing and having many takes. Like... when one second the glass of orange juice is 3/4 full, and half a second later it's 1/4 full, without anyone taking a drink. Or... hair is parted differently. Or… the top button is suddenly undone on a shirt. That's all very annoying to me. I don't know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7366270850551780356?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7366270850551780356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/08/attention-to-detail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7366270850551780356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7366270850551780356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/08/attention-to-detail.html' title='Attention to detail'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8339677089132794896</id><published>2010-07-14T13:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:32:47.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeehaaa!</title><content type='html'>Brendon and I are getting married one month from today! Two days after we get back from our honeymoon, we are closing on a house. Talk about crazness. The next couple months are going to be nuts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8339677089132794896?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8339677089132794896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/yeehaaa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8339677089132794896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8339677089132794896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/yeehaaa.html' title='Yeehaaa!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7888631048962663833</id><published>2010-07-13T10:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:31:30.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not something you have to do again, right??</title><content type='html'>I went skydiving last weekend with Phipps, Jessica, and Prager. We actually did it. We put on our jumpsuits (ha. jumpsuit), we got on a tiny little plane that you couldn't even stand up in, and we threw our bodies out of it towards the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was, I think, the picture of calm. I wasn't even getting waves of panic or nervousness. I also wasn't excited. I was pretty much void of emotion the entire trip. It was like I didn't actually think it was going to happen. That all changed the moment I hobbled over to the door of the plane with my tandem jumper, and looked over the edge. That's when I became completely, horrifically, terrified. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the ground below me and realized that we were about to leave the safety of the aircraft. Then, half a second later, we did. It's probably a good thing my tandem jumper just went for it. If I had waited there for any amount of time I might have passed out. I immediately screamed when we jumped, flailed about a little bit (completely forget the instructions that he told me fifteen times), and then lost my breath as well as my ability to breath. You know how it's hard to breath when I really strong gust of wind is in your face? Skydiving is much worse. I was panicked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all happened in like... 1.5 seconds. Then I remembered what I was supposed to do, did it, and forgot that I was ever scared of it! It was still hard to breath, and I couldn’t scream if my life depended on it, but I totally loved it! I'm sure I look like a complete fool on the video. Smiling forced my mouth open and full of air, so I avoided it. I probably look like I wasn't having any fun at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a 45 second fall the parachute was deployed and we came to a very comfortable slow down. The rest of the way down was just as fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were all safe on the ground, we made calls to the appropriate people to let them know that we were alive. Phipps' mom said to her, "so this isn't something you have to do again, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what Phipps thinks, but for me, the answer is yes. I absolutely have to do it again. I don’t think I got nearly as much out of it as I should have the first time. I didn't know what to expect. I didn’t check out the views as I was falling (I just looked straight down), I didn't do a fist bump with my videographer, I didn't really take it all in. So yes. I'm doing it again. Anyone want to come??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7888631048962663833?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7888631048962663833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-not-something-you-have-to-do-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7888631048962663833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7888631048962663833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-not-something-you-have-to-do-again.html' title='It&apos;s not something you have to do again, right??'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4539015332288022266</id><published>2010-07-09T10:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:32:53.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have worked all week to get to this day ...</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday everyone. This weekend is full of fun events. Bridal shower, family and friends in town, skydiving, bbq.... (as long as I'm still alive after skydiving.) So cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An article came out the other day in Cheyenne about how we are handling our recycled glass. Turns out, we aren't. All the glass people are recycling is just sitting in a landfill. It's not getting reduced, reused, or recycled. WTF? It's a giant pain in the ass to recycle glass. There is no pick up for it, so we have to take it in, and bottle by bottle, insert it into the bin. Brendon is a bit of a beer drinker, and I'm a bit of a wine drinker... so we always have a ton of bottles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, since it's such a huge pain in the ass and since it's not getting recycled anyway, we are going to try to change habits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TDdL_epfgkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VQWFa4IQEDw/s1600/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TDdL_epfgkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VQWFa4IQEDw/s200/beer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491941824532546114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brendon is a beer snob. He gets pissed when people at restaurants don't bring him a nice chilled glass for his fancy boy beers. So the idea of drinking anything made by Budweiser or Coors is out. Fortunately, there is Fat Tire in Cans. Fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll suck it up and drink more boxed wine. It's not glamorous or as tasty, but I think it's worth it to reduce our glass use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TDdN_2ETfMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XvQGI50jwtM/s1600/wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TDdN_2ETfMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XvQGI50jwtM/s320/wine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491944029842275522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4539015332288022266?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4539015332288022266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-worked-all-week-to-get-to-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4539015332288022266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4539015332288022266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-worked-all-week-to-get-to-this.html' title='I have worked all week to get to this day ...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TDdL_epfgkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VQWFa4IQEDw/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6086044515076623428</id><published>2010-07-08T16:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T17:01:14.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause it's me you...you me.. me you... you....you.......</title><content type='html'>I’m trying to like this. I'm trying to love it. Because JT and Timbaland are fucking amazing. They have never disappointed before. But... I kinda think this one is shit.  Maybe if the lyrics weren't a colossal failure it would be good. Sad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRdHsuuXxfk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRdHsuuXxfk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6086044515076623428?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6086044515076623428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause-its-me-youyou-me-me-you-youyou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6086044515076623428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6086044515076623428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause-its-me-youyou-me-me-you-youyou.html' title='Cause it&apos;s me you...you me.. me you... you....you.......'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-303369893416445405</id><published>2010-06-22T16:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:39:35.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here for your entertainment....</title><content type='html'>This all might make no sense at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch American Idol. And I actually like it a lot. There is some pretty great talent on that show and the idea of taking totally normal people in America and giving them an opportunity is a good one. I like it. Having said that, in most cases American Idol totally ruins people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they get it right. I think Carry Underwood ended up singing exactly the kind of music she was born to sing. Same goes with Kelly Clarkson. But come on Adam... wtf is this shit??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug Adam Lambert big time when he was on the show. He was very unique and vocally at least, he reminded me of Jeff Buckley (who was a genius). But now he's singing this? With this extremely unoriginal video that exploits so many things I can't even categorize it? Disappointing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IsPFDzAGb4A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IsPFDzAGb4A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I still think it's funny that when I dislike a video I post it for everyone to watch :) Enjoy I guess....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-303369893416445405?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/303369893416445405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-here-for-your-entertainment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/303369893416445405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/303369893416445405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-here-for-your-entertainment.html' title='I&apos;m here for your entertainment....'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4733774721847080632</id><published>2010-06-15T15:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:27:05.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I dig it</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2fpgpanZAw&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2fpgpanZAw&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4733774721847080632?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4733774721847080632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dig-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4733774721847080632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4733774721847080632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dig-it.html' title='I dig it'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-9102953106409160512</id><published>2010-06-04T15:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T15:06:31.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabble Rabble Rabble...</title><content type='html'>Some people just WANT to see other people fail so that they can say "I told you so." We're on the same TEAM people!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-9102953106409160512?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/9102953106409160512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/rabble-rabble-rabble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/9102953106409160512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/9102953106409160512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/rabble-rabble-rabble.html' title='Rabble Rabble Rabble...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3633488553900218423</id><published>2010-06-02T10:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:10:23.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>photo from San Fran</title><content type='html'>We're getting married in 2 months and 11 days. I can't wait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TAaCWj9Q4rI/AAAAAAAAALg/n6JGkUb2O0k/s1600/Video+26+0+00+08-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TAaCWj9Q4rI/AAAAAAAAALg/n6JGkUb2O0k/s320/Video+26+0+00+08-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478209320863720114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3633488553900218423?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3633488553900218423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/photo-from-san-fran.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3633488553900218423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3633488553900218423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/06/photo-from-san-fran.html' title='photo from San Fran'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TAaCWj9Q4rI/AAAAAAAAALg/n6JGkUb2O0k/s72-c/Video+26+0+00+08-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1642930691272095306</id><published>2010-05-21T09:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:08:20.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday</title><content type='html'>According to research (from highly respected and credible sources, surely), for dating sites and facebook and the like, the best photos you can have up for attracting the opposite sex are pictures of yourself with an instrument or pics with your pets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S_ar_wdtozI/AAAAAAAAALY/np4JvUNKeho/s1600/crab+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S_ar_wdtozI/AAAAAAAAALY/np4JvUNKeho/s320/crab+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473751508945052466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about this? It's kinda like a pet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Happy Friday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1642930691272095306?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1642930691272095306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-friday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1642930691272095306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1642930691272095306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S_ar_wdtozI/AAAAAAAAALY/np4JvUNKeho/s72-c/crab+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6243769707916238390</id><published>2010-05-17T21:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:42:22.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who cares about spelling?</title><content type='html'>Wtf is with all my videos being cut off on the right side? That's lame. I'll work on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Brendon is admittedly Team Jacob. Just saying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6243769707916238390?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6243769707916238390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-cares-about-spelling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6243769707916238390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6243769707916238390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-cares-about-spelling.html' title='Who cares about spelling?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6159835194553294848</id><published>2010-05-17T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T15:08:32.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Avatar.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes Brendon likes some weird TV shows. I can't say that I share in his enthusiasm for Buffy the Vampire Slayer, or The Wire, or Battlestar Galactica, or Naruto.... So when Brendon started watching Avatar the Last Air Bender a few years ago, I was skeptical. But I watched it. And it's totally rad. It's a cartoon, but now there is a movie. Here's the trailer. I'm looking forward to it more than any movie I have ever wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="520" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.paramount.com/webmaster/player/paramount_epk.php" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.paramount.com/webmaster/player/paramount_epk.php" flashVars="cid=db286c834ce06b78dcb5c0f963bb0fc9abb32c8e" wmode="transparent" width="520" height="325" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6159835194553294848?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6159835194553294848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/real-avatar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6159835194553294848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6159835194553294848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/real-avatar.html' title='The Real Avatar.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-398938358668400890</id><published>2010-05-13T12:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:31:55.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga introduces Ace of Badanna</title><content type='html'>If Ace of Base Dont turn around and La Isla Bonita by Madonna spawned a love child... it would sound like this. Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bHf48FnjbEQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bHf48FnjbEQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/thZIM7OlRCE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/thZIM7OlRCE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there isn't a decent video that I can use anywhere. So here's this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aV7QnA9eWgI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aV7QnA9eWgI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-398938358668400890?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/398938358668400890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/lady-gaga-introduces-ace-of-badanna.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/398938358668400890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/398938358668400890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/lady-gaga-introduces-ace-of-badanna.html' title='Lady Gaga introduces Ace of Badanna'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8710128482755045272</id><published>2010-05-11T14:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:03:52.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally put the underwear issues... sorry.</title><content type='html'>This is borderline inappropriate, and obviously TMI, but I have been laughing about it for the last 24 hours and had to share this instant message conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous friend, further more called AF: Dude. sooo dude listen to this. i put my underwear on inside out, started my period without supplies and had to go to the store and have 5 unexpected discharges and 5 admissions!! GERRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Um.....I dont know what you mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF: omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: 5 unexpected discharges and 5 admissions!!???  what does that mean???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF: that is hospital work talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh :)I thought you were still talking about your period. Or your vag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF: did you think i was talking about my Period!! hfhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah...  and I though...&lt;br /&gt;  sick&lt;br /&gt;  that's way to many admissions&lt;br /&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF: im laughing sooo hard&lt;br /&gt;AF: omg i cant stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;AF: i think im losing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: :)&lt;br /&gt;maybe you should be more clear about what you really mean in your ims....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF: well if you knew what i was talking about we would not have these issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: I'm totally writing a blog about what just happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF: NOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;  x-(&lt;br /&gt;  this is private issue!&lt;br /&gt;  i dont want the world to know about my underwear issues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: I wont put your name&lt;br /&gt;  or your underwear issues&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8710128482755045272?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8710128482755045272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-totally-put-underwear-issues-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8710128482755045272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8710128482755045272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-totally-put-underwear-issues-sorry.html' title='I totally put the underwear issues... sorry.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6946167564775104601</id><published>2010-05-06T09:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:46:23.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is going to be our kid</title><content type='html'>I don’t mean this little girl in particular :) I mean we'll have our little one on a board as soon as is safely possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0n6475aezco&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0n6475aezco&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6946167564775104601?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6946167564775104601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-going-to-be-our-kid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6946167564775104601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6946167564775104601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-going-to-be-our-kid.html' title='This is going to be our kid'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-5041215622874889923</id><published>2010-04-27T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T15:51:30.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheech and Chong prob'ly woulda' smoked 'em all???</title><content type='html'>It's no secret that I think Nickelback is pretty fucking awful. But who knew it could get worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some weird hybrid of Nickelback, Kid Rock (equally awful), and Tim McGraw (who I am un-opposed to). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since it's so bad and I hate it, it seems only right to subject you all to it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWCeC45pD80&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWCeC45pD80&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-5041215622874889923?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/5041215622874889923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/cheech-and-chong-probly-woulda-smoked.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5041215622874889923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5041215622874889923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/cheech-and-chong-probly-woulda-smoked.html' title='Cheech and Chong prob&apos;ly woulda&apos; smoked &apos;em all???'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7617791393341103196</id><published>2010-04-21T11:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:57:10.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All kidding aside...</title><content type='html'>Teen Witch used to be one of my favorite movies. It was rad. But this video is even more rad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_a5Mvw0j1rY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_a5Mvw0j1rY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7617791393341103196?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7617791393341103196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-kidding-aside.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7617791393341103196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7617791393341103196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-kidding-aside.html' title='All kidding aside...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3500545725423140262</id><published>2010-04-19T10:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:57:39.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Play your part...</title><content type='html'>I went to a Rodney Atkins concert Saturday night with my friends. I don't really like or listen to most country music, so I had never heard of him. But the tickets were cheap and I always have fun with my friends so I decided to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Atkins didn't change my mind about country music. He didn't blow me away or anything. But he's got talent. Sometimes I give James a lot of shit about the music he likes. There is a lot of stuff that I think is crap... But, anyone who is being paid to sing at the outlaw is being paid more to sing than I am. So I have to at least respect that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll be paid to sing. That would be rad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3500545725423140262?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3500545725423140262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/play-your-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3500545725423140262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3500545725423140262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/play-your-part.html' title='Play your part...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1291842167418545984</id><published>2010-04-15T14:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:11:31.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got 90 bitches but a problem aint one!</title><content type='html'>A third grade teacher in D.C. found &lt;a href="http://andiamnotlying.com/2010/types-of-bitches/"&gt;this list &lt;/a&gt;on her classroom floor. I'm not going to get into how it was presumably written by a kid or group of kids age 8 or 9 years old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there are about 90 types of "bitches." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think instead of get annoyed by this list, I'll add to it:&lt;br /&gt;91. Bitches who can't drive yet&lt;br /&gt;92. Bitches who can't spell&lt;br /&gt;93. Bitches who are dumb enough to leave list laying around for the teacher to find&lt;br /&gt;94. Bitches who need to study grammar&lt;br /&gt;95. Hypocritical bitches&lt;br /&gt;96. Bitches who have nothing better to do than write lists (oh wait...that might include me at this point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think little boys sit around and make lists called "types of dickheads"?&lt;br /&gt;Probably not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1291842167418545984?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1291842167418545984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-got-90-bitches-but-problem-aint-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1291842167418545984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1291842167418545984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-got-90-bitches-but-problem-aint-one.html' title='I&apos;ve got 90 bitches but a problem aint one!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3396848898356800280</id><published>2010-04-15T10:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:43:42.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit</title><content type='html'>"Tucker" prefers I refer to him as "Jeter". Hence, moving forward, in any stories I borrow from him, his alias will be Jeter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3396848898356800280?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3396848898356800280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/edit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3396848898356800280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3396848898356800280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/edit.html' title='Edit'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-5846348889565585692</id><published>2010-04-13T10:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:42:22.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turns out...</title><content type='html'>…that there is a story behind my last post that I wasn't privy to until after I wrote it. Friend A from my previous post, who we can call.... Jeter, was in college many moons ago (sorry Jeter). Anyhow, he was secretly into aerobics, and would hide in his room to jazzercise to a video. One day one of his roommates burst in while Jeter was on the ground doing an abs routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeter's roommate said "dude... you are doing aerobics" and since male aerobics was so taboo, Jeter replies "no I'm not. I'm masturbating." The roommate followed with "no... You are doing aerobics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jeter's roommate ran up the stairs yelling at the other roommates "you guys! Jeter is doing aerobics! And of course (...) Jeter yelled up after him "no I'm not! I'm masturbating!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like something right out of American Pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-5846348889565585692?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/5846348889565585692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/turns-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5846348889565585692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5846348889565585692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/turns-out.html' title='Turns out...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2137439900389909392</id><published>2010-04-02T15:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:56:06.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This conversation really happened the other night between two friends we were out with.</title><content type='html'>Friend 1: Have you ever had a sex dream where instead of actually having sex you just watch porn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend 2: Yeah except it’s not porn, it's jazzercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't make this stuff up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2137439900389909392?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2137439900389909392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-conversation-really-happened-other.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2137439900389909392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2137439900389909392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-conversation-really-happened-other.html' title='This conversation really happened the other night between two friends we were out with.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3325841894618677342</id><published>2010-03-18T13:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:50:53.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KEE00fp4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Oz4xw3xQTFI/s1600-h/add.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KEE00fp4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Oz4xw3xQTFI/s320/add.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450063717504886658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KEAahR80I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qKsjfe3E84s/s1600-h/facebookfail.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KEAahR80I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qKsjfe3E84s/s320/facebookfail.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450063641725498178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KD7-j3z9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/gkPXoE5bRNA/s1600-h/hammered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KD7-j3z9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/gkPXoE5bRNA/s320/hammered.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450063565500698578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KD35i9NdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/o-sOJ0TmXPc/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KD35i9NdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/o-sOJ0TmXPc/s320/twilight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450063495435204050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3325841894618677342?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3325841894618677342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3325841894618677342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3325841894618677342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-fun.html' title='For fun'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/S6KEE00fp4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Oz4xw3xQTFI/s72-c/add.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3972558991405446952</id><published>2010-03-17T11:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:30:19.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing along, doing it wrong...</title><content type='html'>Ellen is a judge on American Idol now. (Yes. I watch American Idol.) I like Ellen. She's hilarious. Her show is funny. But I don't think she knows anything about music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first couple shows with her judging drove me crazy. She talked forever and didn't really say much. I didn’t ever agree with what she did say. I think the producers must have told her to tone it down a little because she has gotten much better about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, she should stick to comedy. I like her as a judge as long as she is being funny and not trying to pretend that she gets it. She should stick to her banana jokes and mistaking pianos for guitars. That’s entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3972558991405446952?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3972558991405446952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/singing-along-doing-it-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3972558991405446952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3972558991405446952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/singing-along-doing-it-wrong.html' title='Singing along, doing it wrong...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2303308309333626261</id><published>2010-03-12T14:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:20:36.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The coolest part of the semester is when I become "friends" with my class. It's rad. It makes things so much easier and more fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2303308309333626261?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2303308309333626261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/coolest-part-of-semester-is-when-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2303308309333626261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2303308309333626261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/coolest-part-of-semester-is-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-5061002099438509874</id><published>2010-03-08T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:59:51.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Dominoes</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago we were in Silverthorn for a boarding trip with a bunch of friends. Someone got a late night craving for pizza and wings so we called Dominoes. Here is the conversation. This feels like something I should share on a Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi I’m calling for a delivery order.&lt;br /&gt;Them: Dominoes doesn’t deliver.&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh. Um… do you know who does?&lt;br /&gt;Them:  Well not Dominoes. &lt;br /&gt;Me: Um… ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s making progress for ya. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-5061002099438509874?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/5061002099438509874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-dominoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5061002099438509874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5061002099438509874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-dominoes.html' title='Not Dominoes'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8370160676117180626</id><published>2010-02-23T14:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:10:51.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows open and it's raining...</title><content type='html'>I was facebook stalking a little today and noticed one of my friends is a "fan" of Edward Cullen (from Twilight). So I clicked the link to satisfy my curiosity, cause I'm kinda-sorta into Twilight, and opened up the Edward Cullen page with a bazillion fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that people were writing posts to him. Like..."dude you are such a bad ass" or "I freaking love you." Cracks me ups. The guy isn't real. And the guy who plays him probably doesn't even look at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8370160676117180626?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8370160676117180626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/windows-open-and-its-raining.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8370160676117180626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8370160676117180626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/windows-open-and-its-raining.html' title='Windows open and it&apos;s raining...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3729736953118179737</id><published>2010-02-18T12:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:22:23.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brush yourself off and try again...</title><content type='html'>I can't stop watching this. I laugh like a fool everytime. It's my best friend since forever, Jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d1fe6236836e198" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d1fe6236836e198%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DABC2ADD9F1CBD0A4ABBC9976A57576FC2BA668.80AD8FE79488D3A67F34341873C8EFC41D595297%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d1fe6236836e198%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0__JmHGWJkuschaTwWyYQh8_lG0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d1fe6236836e198%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DABC2ADD9F1CBD0A4ABBC9976A57576FC2BA668.80AD8FE79488D3A67F34341873C8EFC41D595297%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d1fe6236836e198%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0__JmHGWJkuschaTwWyYQh8_lG0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3729736953118179737?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1d1fe6236836e198&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3729736953118179737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3729736953118179737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3729736953118179737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='Brush yourself off and try again...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6899538890617320048</id><published>2010-02-18T12:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:20:20.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no rhyme or reason to love...</title><content type='html'>This song rocks my world. Why the eff isn't it Friday yet... Is this week taking forever for anyone else??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7kwGv0XFZ4M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7kwGv0XFZ4M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6899538890617320048?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6899538890617320048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-no-rhyme-or-reason-to-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6899538890617320048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6899538890617320048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-no-rhyme-or-reason-to-love.html' title='There&apos;s no rhyme or reason to love...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-7007515749023984086</id><published>2010-02-04T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:17:50.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox sucks.</title><content type='html'>There was a TV show on Fox called Dollhouse. I totally dig it. It's great and people should check it out. It only lasted one season. Anyhoo, if you watch it, you have to start at the beginning, or it's likely to make no sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, Fox sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-7007515749023984086?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/7007515749023984086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/fox-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7007515749023984086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/7007515749023984086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/fox-sucks.html' title='Fox sucks.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1721716410735182450</id><published>2010-02-02T12:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:59:40.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No offense...</title><content type='html'>I just realized that in my last post I said "no offense" twice. Brendon says I'm really bad about that. For instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't really like you that much. And you never tell good jokes. And when's the last time you showered?....No offense."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1721716410735182450?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1721716410735182450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-offense.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1721716410735182450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1721716410735182450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-offense.html' title='No offense...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3230689157347225027</id><published>2010-02-02T12:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:57:13.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's in our eyes, it's how we operate...</title><content type='html'>We are well into snowboarding season, which means that all our free time has been sucked away and our friends don't remember what we look like. No offense, but it's worth it ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been going to a personal trainer. He whoops me. I have been sore for over a month. He said it doesn't get easier... so..  that's... good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are talking about buying a house. But with Brendon and me, talking doesn't always lead to action ;) So we shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still teaching two classes. One of them is lame and the other one is kick ass. Teaching has convinced me that most 18-20 year olds just aren't ready for school. They aren't even ready to process what they already know, much less learn new stuff. They are like those rumba vacuums that bump into walls and then change directions. Seriously. (No offense youngsters. Keep trucking.) On the other hand the non-trads all think I'm some kind of kid. I still like them better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3230689157347225027?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3230689157347225027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-in-our-eyes-its-how-we-operate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3230689157347225027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3230689157347225027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-in-our-eyes-its-how-we-operate.html' title='It&apos;s in our eyes, it&apos;s how we operate...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-524662172348002143</id><published>2010-01-13T12:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:40:59.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell the nothern lights to keep on shining...</title><content type='html'>I am teaching two classes this semester. Totally excited. I remember starting my first class last semester and being completely terrified. I didn't know what to talk about, didn't know how I was going to remember their names, didn't know how to build credibility being not much older than they were. Actually, I was terrified for weeks. Maybe months. But I loved it! I'm much more comfortable now and can't wait to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-524662172348002143?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/524662172348002143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/01/tell-nothern-lights-to-keep-on-shining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/524662172348002143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/524662172348002143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/01/tell-nothern-lights-to-keep-on-shining.html' title='Tell the nothern lights to keep on shining...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4386390796900558494</id><published>2010-01-05T10:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:27:24.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash and burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8a5b08632a5adc1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8a5b08632a5adc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56B5A1F0D1BB5E60698345716E157DD3DA14BB85.3F57276DB3161E28FDC9E4543157949BF4302721%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8a5b08632a5adc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Gt6V0uvIDRRaTz1UQpbQzjeIwk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8a5b08632a5adc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56B5A1F0D1BB5E60698345716E157DD3DA14BB85.3F57276DB3161E28FDC9E4543157949BF4302721%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8a5b08632a5adc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Gt6V0uvIDRRaTz1UQpbQzjeIwk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4386390796900558494?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b8a5b08632a5adc1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4386390796900558494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/01/crash-and-burn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4386390796900558494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4386390796900558494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2010/01/crash-and-burn.html' title='Crash and burn'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1830237898550648414</id><published>2009-12-28T14:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:24:27.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is everything...</title><content type='html'>If I ever made a &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;post secret&lt;/a&gt; and sent it in, it would say "I can't wait to have one of these on my car." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/SzkhMTrCFZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/X6fRPxLWhTA/s1600-h/stickfigurefamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/SzkhMTrCFZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/X6fRPxLWhTA/s320/stickfigurefamily.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420400121840014738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make me happy :) Is that weird?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1830237898550648414?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1830237898550648414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-is-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1830237898550648414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1830237898550648414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-is-everything.html' title='Everything is everything...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/SzkhMTrCFZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/X6fRPxLWhTA/s72-c/stickfigurefamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6923570205325549893</id><published>2009-12-15T16:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:38:56.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a sucker for these.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=440842&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=440842&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/440842"&gt;Amazing Grace Techno - Computer Controlled Christmas Lights&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user318047"&gt;Richard Holdman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how in movies and TV decorating the outside of the house is this big MAN thing? Like, neighbor men competing for whose is the best and brightest, and they just get cooler and cooler every year. Yeah... Brendon will never be that guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6923570205325549893?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6923570205325549893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sucker-for-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6923570205325549893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6923570205325549893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sucker-for-these.html' title='I&apos;m a sucker for these.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-629497920477724435</id><published>2009-12-11T09:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:16:55.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm yours??</title><content type='html'>This is adorable. My favorite is how he has time to scratch this nose now and again.&lt;br /&gt;Cute, cute kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-629497920477724435?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/629497920477724435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/629497920477724435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/629497920477724435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m yours??'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6323292183375907828</id><published>2009-12-07T15:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:50:16.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There will come a day...</title><content type='html'>I used to think there was some magical day when a person became an adult. And I have been waiting for that day for years. Now I decided that there is no such day because adults are the same as kids.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6323292183375907828?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6323292183375907828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-will-come-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6323292183375907828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6323292183375907828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-will-come-day.html' title='There will come a day...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6685787821718684646</id><published>2009-12-04T12:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:14:45.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no X to mark our spot....</title><content type='html'>Many people are aware that I have had distaste for Cheyenne, and Wyoming as a whole. The things that Brendon and I love the most don't really happen here. Colorado seems to be a much better fit for us. Someday we may make it there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm getting at is that I used to plan my life and my future around getting out of Cheyenne. It wasn't happening soon enough as far as I was concerned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wish there was a place closer for us to snowboard, and that we had some shows once in a while, and that it was easier to actually get places on our bikes... But I'm becoming used to Cheyenne and am actually happy here. We have good jobs, we have great friends, and we are right in between both our families. I'm not trying to get out of here ASAP anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, sometimes I need to wash my hands in public places and the sinks have two faucets. One for hot water and one for cold. Who thought this made sense? Are you supposed to fill the sink up first and then wash your hands in the water? Or do you have to choose between the scalding hot faucet and the ice cold one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6685787821718684646?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6685787821718684646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-no-x-to-mark-our-spot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6685787821718684646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6685787821718684646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-no-x-to-mark-our-spot.html' title='There is no X to mark our spot....'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4796020582186324141</id><published>2009-12-01T14:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:02:15.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/olZoPMv5AQc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/olZoPMv5AQc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, kinda sad. But still cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-4796020582186324141?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/4796020582186324141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4796020582186324141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/4796020582186324141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/12/cute.html' title='Cute :)'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-2849973496665395129</id><published>2009-11-20T08:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:49:41.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I didnt know that we could break a silver lining...</title><content type='html'>Every Sunday evening Brendon and I have "Soup Sunday" with four of our friends, James, the Kristin's and Dylan. We rotate houses and cook soup, drink wine, and play games. It's about the funnest way to spend a Sunday evening. I'm glad I have great friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Brendon recently convinced me that running barefoot is better for your feet and muscles than running in shoes. So I have been doing it. And now I have a blister on the bottom of my foot. Thanks B. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I am currently listening to on this beautiful Friday morning. Enjoy your Friday and your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VxlIDwnPu7U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VxlIDwnPu7U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-2849973496665395129?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/2849973496665395129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-know-that-we-would-break-silver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2849973496665395129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/2849973496665395129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-know-that-we-would-break-silver.html' title='I didnt know that we could break a silver lining...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1357989534591741725</id><published>2009-11-12T16:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:40:41.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang out with the prostitutes and have a drink or two...</title><content type='html'>Someone enlighten me. Why do CD's still have secret songs? You know... when the last track is over, but instead of going back to the beginning you listen to silence for like- three minutes and then there it is. The secret song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the first time I noticed this was on Green Day Dookie... or maybe it was Alanis Morissette. Yes that was it. It was a confession to her ex (the one she was soooo extremely pissed off at) about why she was so pissed off. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why that still happens. It's no longer a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you were wondering why Alanis was so violently mad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to your house&lt;br /&gt;Walked up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;I opened your door without ringing a bell&lt;br /&gt;I walked down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Into your room&lt;br /&gt;Where I could smell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be here&lt;br /&gt;Without Permission&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be here&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I danced in your shower&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I laid in your bed&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I stay all afternoon oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off my clothes&lt;br /&gt;Put on your robe&lt;br /&gt;Went through your drawers and I found your cologne&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the den&lt;br /&gt;Found your CD's&lt;br /&gt;And I played your Johnny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't stay long&lt;br /&gt;You might be home soon&lt;br /&gt;I Shouldn't stay long&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I danced in your shower&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I laid in your bed&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I stay all afternoon oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burned your incense&lt;br /&gt;I ran a bath&lt;br /&gt;I noticed a letter that sat on your desk&lt;br /&gt;It said hello love&lt;br /&gt;I love you so love&lt;br /&gt;Meet me at midnight&lt;br /&gt;And no&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my writing&lt;br /&gt;I better go soon&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I cry in your shower&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;For the salt in your bed&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;If I cry all afternoon oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1357989534591741725?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1357989534591741725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/11/hang-out-with-prostitutes-and-have.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1357989534591741725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1357989534591741725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/11/hang-out-with-prostitutes-and-have.html' title='Hang out with the prostitutes and have a drink or two...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8586164798596246751</id><published>2009-11-10T13:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:03:09.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My pheromones smell like play dough...</title><content type='html'>It's fun to try new things. Sometimes things turn out so much better than you could have imagined or hoped. Keep an open mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8586164798596246751?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8586164798596246751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-pheromones-smell-like-play-dough.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8586164798596246751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8586164798596246751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-pheromones-smell-like-play-dough.html' title='My pheromones smell like play dough...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-8928365688210411335</id><published>2009-10-29T11:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:19:49.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping with one eye open...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfZItov1BUo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfZItov1BUo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple things:&lt;br /&gt;1. Brendon had never seen a video like that until last night when I showed him one. That's weird. &lt;br /&gt;2. That's video is how I’m going to describe the movie paranormal activity. It's like one of those internet pranks where something jumps out and scares the shit out of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of expectation going into this movie. Friends had said it was really scary and was still messing with them. I was prepared to be disappointed, because I love scary movies but don't often think they are really that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranormal Activity really is the scariest movie I have seen in a while. I loved it :) However, I  was so scared that I had a hard time closing my eyes to fall asleep. (Hence, dark eyes and grouchiness today.) Go see it. It's effed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-8928365688210411335?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/8928365688210411335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleeping-with-one-eye-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8928365688210411335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/8928365688210411335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleeping-with-one-eye-open.html' title='Sleeping with one eye open...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-1619509570408652623</id><published>2009-10-19T09:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:44:27.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Ghosts with Alcohol...</title><content type='html'>Our poor Layla has had a really rough week. We took her to the vet last Monday to be spayed. I picked her up Monday afternoon and we laid on the couch with her all evening. She was clearly in pain and we had to lift her to get her on and off of anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had been fasting, and then was under anesthesia, so we had to reintroduce food to her slowly... and it wasn't going well. She has been throwing up all week. I'm not sure how she is getting any nourishment. We just assumed that she was throwing up because of the pain med she is on, and stopped giving it to her a couple days ago. She clearly didn't need it anymore since she has been just as hyper and active as before she was spayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is the sickest thing ever: Last night she threw up a worm. We didn't know what it was at first, but after examination and a little internet search, we figured it was a round worm. It was a full grown round worm in our puppy's tummy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been stuggling with this a lot... and after changing all the sheets on our bed that she gets on regularly, and sanitizing the entire kitchen, I was still having a hard time even touching her. I feel bad, but I was so completely grossed out that I couldn't bring myself to pet her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've talked to the vet this morning, and have learned more about it and I'm doing better. Turns out it's pretty common and not a big deal. One pill will do the trick (and a shot for kitty... just in case).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-1619509570408652623?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/1619509570408652623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/10/chasing-ghosts-with-alcohol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1619509570408652623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/1619509570408652623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/10/chasing-ghosts-with-alcohol.html' title='Chasing Ghosts with Alcohol...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-3322304226952313546</id><published>2009-09-22T11:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:20:11.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This&lt;/em&gt; is the man I'm going to marry. Sorry B. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c06pinaKl8o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c06pinaKl8o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-3322304226952313546?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/3322304226952313546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/09/changed-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3322304226952313546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/3322304226952313546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/09/changed-my-mind.html' title='Changed my mind.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-5650660225061532932</id><published>2009-09-18T10:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:53:06.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the man I am going to marry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.slide.com/s/S2TR1lj96j8ijyDzA30ttmgEbCw2wFsL?referrer=hlnk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/500000002d2e50b/1/0/8EcvFkch2D_AXYanESA-gCsmZEhbD-x5.jpg" border="0" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Brett. The one smacking Brett's ass. That's right. This has made me smile all day. :) Brendon is adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this photo from a myspace album of Katie and Bryan's wedding. Thanks guys. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-5650660225061532932?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/5650660225061532932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-man-i-am-going-to-marry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5650660225061532932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/5650660225061532932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-man-i-am-going-to-marry.html' title='This is the man I am going to marry...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-6723954657106387567</id><published>2009-09-15T10:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:53:28.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we grew under bad sun...</title><content type='html'>This happened today, thanks Cece. In instance message chat. Four conversations. I don't know why I'm so entertained by it all. I'm going to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cece: A coyote ate Jessica Simpsons dog.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? Really?&lt;br /&gt;Cece: yeah. it's just one thing after another with that girl&lt;br /&gt;can't hold down a guy, dog gets eaten&lt;br /&gt;gains a ton of weight and it made fun of by the world&lt;br /&gt;Me: baaahaha&lt;br /&gt;Cece: I feel a little sorry for her&lt;br /&gt;not a lot&lt;br /&gt;but a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Simultaneously)&lt;br /&gt;Me: A coyote ate Jessica Simpsons dog.&lt;br /&gt;Phipps: lol. what???&lt;br /&gt;Phipps: i don't know why i think that's funny.&lt;br /&gt;Phipps: i really don't like her.&lt;br /&gt;Me: baaahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Me: You are evil&lt;br /&gt;Phipps: but no one deserves to have that happen to their dog!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Phipps: i know. that was really mean of me to say.&lt;br /&gt;Phipps:i feel horrible for the dog poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: A coyote ate Jessica Simpsons dog.&lt;br /&gt;Brendon: link?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dont have one&lt;br /&gt;look it up yo-self foo&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;I just said that&lt;br /&gt;Brendon: someone just told you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah Cece. why you dont believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Brendon: sure, just wanted details&lt;br /&gt;Me: Meh&lt;br /&gt;Brendon:&lt;a href="http://www.stuff.co.nz/entertainment/celebrities/2867036/Coyote-steals-Jessica-Simpsons-pet-pooch"&gt;http://www.stuff.co.nz/entertainment/celebrities/2867036/Coyote-steals-Jessica-Simpsons-pet-pooch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: A coyote ate Jessica Simpsons dog.&lt;br /&gt;James: really? &lt;br /&gt;James: &lt;a href="http://roflrazzi.com/2009/09/15/celebrity-pictures-jessica-simpson-dangerous-microphone/"&gt;http://roflrazzi.com/2009/09/15/celebrity-pictures-jessica-simpson-dangerous-microphone/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what made you look that up?&lt;br /&gt;Me: or was it just chance?&lt;br /&gt;James:i saw it earlier&lt;br /&gt;Me: weird&lt;br /&gt;James:and when you said that, thought it was funny she was on the very top of that page&lt;br /&gt;Me: Her dog got eaten dude...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/318658841065203543-6723954657106387567?l=jamie2424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/feeds/6723954657106387567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-we-grew-under-bad-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6723954657106387567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/318658841065203543/posts/default/6723954657106387567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamie2424.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-we-grew-under-bad-sun.html' title='I think we grew under bad sun...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xDknY7lY2A/TI49ImdkwFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6Ho9q-sGODU/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318658841065203543.post-4002323098628303589</id><published>2009-08-27T10:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:17:41.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My angel has gone to Vegas holdin aces in her hand...</title><content type='html'>Today was Day Two of teaching business at the college. It was a hit. I even made them laugh. I'm feeling much more confident and know that I am going to love it. Hopefully in the future I'll be able to pick up a few more classes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layla is being a little shit lately. She's hit a point I think...a weird stubborn puppy point that we are just going to have to work through. Also, she really likes to bark. Really likes it. And I really hate it. It creates tension. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding plans are coming along. Finding a caterer is a giant pain because there aren't a lot of people in Cheyenne willing to do what we want. That's the reason I wanted to go elsewhere... but we are making it work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting the itch to snowboard. I know that's ridiculous. 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