<?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-3997757759667525909</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:42:40.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uttering Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>I can't stand sitting down...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2594365363595725981</id><published>2010-12-01T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T04:59:32.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adulthood Version 2.0 (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>After high school I took a business course in college got my diploma and I was off, off on another direction that is. Young, ambitious, and ready to go, a month after graduating from College I found my first employment in IT services (I took business). Needless to say but I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into, what I took in college wasn’t even close to being relative to what I was working on (except for Microsoft® Office suite) but I adapted, I learned and I grew. I learned how to survive in an industry that I had no previous background in. After awhile however, that ambition, willingness to learn and motivation simmered which lead me to missing out on opportunities of a larger role. Those missed opportunities lead to complacency as I did just what I had to and went home. It was a mind-numbing routine that I was in and although I was unhappy with where I was at with my career I did nothing about it, I sat there waiting for something to be handed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six and a half years and I feel I have nothing to show for it and that is MY fault. I stopped learning, I stopped trying to improve my skills and learn new ones. If I had of kept motivating myself, pushed myself and really tried to get what I was going after, maybe I would be in a different spot within my IT career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...Or maybe there was something holding me back, maybe there was something I was supposed to be doing instead. Maybe my subconscious was trying to tell me something but it took me this long to figure it out. Then one day back in July 2010 it was as if someone walked up to me a slapped me across the face and woke up to see what I was supposed to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pursue my lifelong dream of becoming a police officer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2594365363595725981?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2594365363595725981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-adulthood-version-20-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2594365363595725981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2594365363595725981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-adulthood-version-20-part-1.html' title='My Adulthood Version 2.0 (Part 1)'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-5385434068495618706</id><published>2010-11-30T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T06:31:20.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New and Improved</title><content type='html'>Back to blogging here I go. Not really sure what direction I will go, if I decide to even go in just one direction. I live a life full of love for a lot of things; my family, friends, music, sports (namely hockey), movies, books and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;podcasts&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;podcasting&lt;/span&gt;, so narrowing this down to just one specific aspect of what I'm passionate about is unfair. So what I would like to do is on a weekly or monthly basis is devote each week/month of writing to a specific topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to kick my new and improved blog into gear I'm going to start week 1 blogging with me, what I have going on and some changes that will be happening in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned and hopefully I'll have my official first post up by the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-5385434068495618706?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5385434068495618706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-and-improved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5385434068495618706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5385434068495618706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-and-improved.html' title='New and Improved'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-1245888849384362663</id><published>2009-10-19T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T04:55:24.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>For awhile now I've been thinking about what I would do differently if I could go back to high school when I was deciding my post-secondary education, or what I would do if I could go to university and that is teach...That's right, teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach what? History. I'd like to be a history teacher. Many may find it boring and yes history can be dry depending on the teacher, but I love it and I know I'd be able to make students love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In saying that we are approximately 3 weeks away from Remembrance Day and so in honour of the men and women who have served, and who are serving this country I am going to posting stories. Stories of honour, bravery &amp;amp; courage. Stories of war. Stories to remember and never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for my history segment starting later today October 19, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-1245888849384362663?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1245888849384362663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/1245888849384362663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/1245888849384362663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-5492292689028287931</id><published>2009-10-16T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T04:24:48.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should they stay or should they go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SthX6Z-19uI/AAAAAAAAADg/onfEtR0CYNo/s1600-h/2204764186_97e6761b4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393157214694668002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SthX6Z-19uI/AAAAAAAAADg/onfEtR0CYNo/s400/2204764186_97e6761b4c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Both the US and Canada have been talking of extending their time in Afghanistan and maybe even sending over reinforcements to bolster their efforts. (NOTE: Canada saying they will not be extending or adding to their current combat efforts but adding or extending for peacekeeping/rebuilding.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;With this comes the floods of people complaining &amp;amp; crying, that it’s a waste of taxpayer’s money, a waste of resources, and a waste of courageous, hard working, patriotic soldiers. This isn’t just coming from everyday citizens but the likes of Jack Layton saying something along the lines, “We have to bring our men &amp;amp; women home, and stop wasting taxpayer’s money. We need to think of OUR people first.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Before I go on any further I want to make it clear that I am by no means a Stephen Harper supporter, nor am I pro war (quite the opposite actually) but I do believe that pulling out to quick is a bad thing (TWSS). With conflicts escalating in neighbouring Pakistan and Iran, showing a commitment to what we started in Afghanistan and completing what we set out to do may help deter others from committing similar crimes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;To think that there wouldn’t be a backlash if we were to just walk away from the mission is ludicrous (especially in the US), which is why I like what Obama’s doing. He showing his nation’s commitment to the efforts in Iraq and Afghanistan but also initiating peace talks around the globe. Walking away now the entire North America would look like dogs running with the tails between the legs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;I say send reinforcements, add to your numbers, and do a clean sweep of Afghanistan before all of the naysayers get their wish and the government pulls the plug; letting all of our fallen brother’s die in vain. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-5492292689028287931?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5492292689028287931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/should-they-stay-or-should-they-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5492292689028287931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5492292689028287931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/should-they-stay-or-should-they-go.html' title='Should they stay or should they go'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SthX6Z-19uI/AAAAAAAAADg/onfEtR0CYNo/s72-c/2204764186_97e6761b4c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-4095015903198131592</id><published>2009-10-02T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:23:10.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Hateful Leaf Fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SsYo52WU2iI/AAAAAAAAADY/SIF4Bgpcx_4/s1600-h/tml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388038978502187554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SsYo52WU2iI/AAAAAAAAADY/SIF4Bgpcx_4/s400/tml.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Well, the Leafs lost in overtime last night...At least they one point out of it. As Mike Komisarek said in his post game reaction, “We have to look at the positive.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So what went wrong? Nobody can complain about the Leafs’ effort last night, Montreal was outshot and outplayed most of the game, Toronto threw over 40 shots at the net but they just had a hard time beating Carey Price. Price played really good last night and Montreal was lucky that he came ready to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I have been a fan of the Toronto Maple Leafs all my life and I’ve read a lot of fans reactions about the game last night and it’s disgusting. After the VERY FIRST regular season game, people were complaining how awful Mike Komisarek is and that Ian White should be in the minors and that Vesa Toskala is a terrible goaltender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It’s one game. There’s 81 more to play folks, simmer down some before you give yourself a stroke. Sure I was disappointed the Leafs didn’t get the 2 points but I am not disappointed in how the team played. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;To all of the Toronto fans who really need to take a chill pill....CALM THE FUCK DOWN! If this is how you’re going to react after every time the Leafs loose, especially a spirited match like last night, then I hope you get hit in the junk with a Montreal Canadiens puck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;To all of the Leaf fans with a little more patience...GO LEAFS! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-4095015903198131592?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4095015903198131592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-hateful-leaf-fans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4095015903198131592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4095015903198131592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-hateful-leaf-fans.html' title='Dear Hateful Leaf Fans'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SsYo52WU2iI/AAAAAAAAADY/SIF4Bgpcx_4/s72-c/tml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-7210358893877015691</id><published>2009-10-01T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:55:15.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening is Interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SsS0t4KLNUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gZu_05Z2AOk/s1600-h/Wild%2520and%2520Crazy%2520guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387629754504131906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SsS0t4KLNUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gZu_05Z2AOk/s320/Wild%2520and%2520Crazy%2520guys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A fun filled Wednesday had me spend two hours (6:30 – 8:30) of my morning at the hospital getting blood work, hooked up to the EKG, and peeing in a cup. As more time passed, more people came in and I did something that I’ve never really conscientiously done before; pay attention to the surrounding conversations. In other words Public Eavesdropping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I know eavesdropping is wrong, but when you’re stuck in a small waiting area with 40+ people you’re bound to hear a few things people are talking about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A hillbilly/geeky looking guy, definitely did not look like a hunter even though he was wearing a camouflage hat, playing with his blackberry talking to a man he was sitting beside says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“I held a gun last weekend, thinking about buying it but it was $3600.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Behind me a conversation went like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“I have lots of vegetables! (spelling error on purpose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“WHAT!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“I have lots of vegetables!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“WHAT!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“I EAT LOTS OF VEG...E..TAB...LES!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Oh.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Beside me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“I haven’t been getting the flu shot in recent years but I will when they have it at work.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“You know that’s not the H1N1 vaccine?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“I know. I’ll get that too when I can.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Experts are saying now that getting the seasonal flu shot will make you more vulnerable to H1N1.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“They’re lying.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So there you have it. Needless to say I had to get up and walk around often while I waited because I couldn’t take much more of what my ears were catching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That’s it for now. I’m in the works of finding a better template...Stay tuned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-7210358893877015691?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7210358893877015691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/listening-is-interesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7210358893877015691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7210358893877015691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/listening-is-interesting.html' title='Listening is Interesting'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SsS0t4KLNUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gZu_05Z2AOk/s72-c/Wild%2520and%2520Crazy%2520guys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-7690465086535277621</id><published>2009-09-22T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T04:54:36.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Thrice Cover Batman!</title><content type='html'>WOW! IS the only way to describe this cover of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DdXw9-Y0SIU&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;Thrice's Deadbolt&lt;/a&gt;...WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-7690465086535277621?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7690465086535277621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/holy-thrice-cover-batman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7690465086535277621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7690465086535277621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/holy-thrice-cover-batman.html' title='Holy Thrice Cover Batman!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3405270460323645404</id><published>2009-09-22T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T04:06:41.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So new look, new feel for the ol’ blogging thingy. Could be temporary, could be permanent. I’m having a hard time finding a template that works for me. I thought I found the perfect one called ‘Scrapbook’; top of the page had pics looking like their hanging by a piece of tape. Shitty part is I couldn’t find a way to change the hanging pictures. I know this doesn’t look like much for showcasing my photography/other art work but I needed some different and this was the one I found I liked the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So let me know what you think, what works, what doesn’t, and if you have any suggestions as to where I can find some awesome blogger templates that’d be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3405270460323645404?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3405270460323645404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/test-drive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3405270460323645404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3405270460323645404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/test-drive.html' title='Test Drive'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3954566209464010509</id><published>2009-09-18T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T07:25:51.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday was Significant After All</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So I guess I was wrong in saying that I had no reason to feel that way I did on Wednesday. I had a reason after all. September 16 (this past Wednesday) was my late Grandfather’s birthday. My Grandfather and I were quite close and I knew his birthday was in September but I thought earlier than the 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. Anyways my Grandfather and I were very close and I guess that’s why I had a feeling of forgetting something and maybe he was even reaching out. So today I’ll be going to the cemetery where my Grandparent’s &amp;amp; Uncle are resting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3954566209464010509?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3954566209464010509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-was-significant-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3954566209464010509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3954566209464010509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-was-significant-after-all.html' title='Wednesday was Significant After All'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6823977061529003733</id><published>2009-09-17T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:33:55.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well it Wasn’t Gas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It wasn’t anything ... (if you don’t know what I’m talking about read yesterday’s post) A completely uneventful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A few posts ago I talked about addressing when change is needed and what type a changes they might be. Well today I signed out of my hotmail and upon getting redirected to Sympatico/MSN I caught a glimpse of the horoscope box on the right hand side of screen and it left me saying, “hmm...interesting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;NOTE: I’m not one for reading horoscopes AT ALL! But it’s interesting that I had the urge to do so today. Anyways here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #333333; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;‘New ideas and concepts regarding the way you make your living might come your way today, dear Capricorn, which could cause a bit of a shake-up in your value system. You might decide to tackle an entirely new profession that you've never considered before. Books on the subject could prove supportive and encouraging, as could those closest to you. At this time, it's important to follow your heart. Go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;’&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Is this the type of change that I have been searching for? I’m not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Do I think that this kind of change would benefit me? You know, a change of scenery might be nice and after seeing this I’m going to full heartedly re-evaluate what I want to do for a living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Well that’s all I have for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Stay tuned for my dream/wish to run a marathon... IN GREECE!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6823977061529003733?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6823977061529003733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-it-wasnt-gas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6823977061529003733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6823977061529003733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-it-wasnt-gas.html' title='Well it Wasn’t Gas!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-8593736272286451657</id><published>2009-09-16T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:22:02.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexplained Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Before unlocking my iPod Touch my eyes caught the date at the top of the screen ‘Wednesday, September 16’and I instantly felt some sort of significance for this day. I’ve been looking at my calendars, checking outlook, checking my notes for things that I am suppose to do today and have found nothing. Nothing explains why I suddenly got this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;What does this mean? Is something going to happen that is of significance that I’ll always remember? Is it a warning sign that I am in grave danger? Or is it just gas? I don’t feel gassy though.... Weird....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I’ll update tomorrow to fill you in on the rest of my Wednesday, September 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-8593736272286451657?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8593736272286451657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/unexplained-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8593736272286451657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8593736272286451657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/unexplained-feeling.html' title='Unexplained Feeling'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3918680675630943308</id><published>2009-09-15T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T04:43:57.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRASH, SMASH, BAM Kind of 2009-2010 NHL Season for the Leafs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SrDPXbJmIpI/AAAAAAAAADI/dFb1O-00hSs/s1600-h/Maple%2520Leafs%252001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382029556039688850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SrDPXbJmIpI/AAAAAAAAADI/dFb1O-00hSs/s400/Maple%2520Leafs%252001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1 sleep until Leafs preseason, 15 until regular season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Jonas “Monster” Gustavsson, Mike Komisarek, Francois Beauchemin, Garnet Exelby, Wayne Primeau, Rickard Wallin, Colton Orr, Joey MacDonald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;These are all the new comers the Leafs have signed/trade for this off season and soon we’ll get to see how (GM) Brian Burke’s handy work pans out. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Potential to crack the line up as rookies are: Nazem Kadri, Viktor Stalberg, Tyler Bozak and Chrisian Hanson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Can’t remember the last time I was this excited for the start of the NHL season. The Toronto Maple Leafs, although may have a hard time making the playoffs, are going to be bruisers. Last year the team was pushed around a beaten up a lot, and so Brian Burke addressed that issue by signing some big and/or nasty guys. A lot of people are complaining that Burke didn’t sign a true sniper to put the puck in the net and that he focused too much on his defence. Although I do wish that Toronto could have brought in a franchise type of player to bolsters the firing squad, I look at it this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The Leafs had a fair amount of young guys on their team. They also had their own share of smaller guys on their team. Their so called “snipers” weren’t able to have the space and freedom to show off their offensive abilities. They’d cross the blue line and BAM, laid out, they’d race for the puck to the end of the rink and SMASH, they’re flattened into the end boards, and get too eager in front of the net CRASH, they’re either in the net or they’re taking their teeth out of the crossbar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;When the team was getting pushed around too much last year you know who was coming to stand up for everyone? Usually a rookie... 18 years old...standing up for the rest of the Toronto Maple Leafs. He wasn’t always the only one but he showed a lot more heart and courage than most of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So Brian Burke hopefully solved that problem. Our “skilled” players aren’t going to be able to get knocked around without retaliation. So as long as the retaliation came come at no cost we’ll be alright and might be able to put some fear into other teams, but one of the big things that might hurt the team this year is penalties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;GM Brian Burke, and head coach Ron Wilson have both said they want the other teams to hate facing them. As long as we can do that without spending too much time in the penalty box then here’s to a hard fighting, won’t take crap from anyone kind of hockey team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;GO LEAFS! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3918680675630943308?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3918680675630943308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/bam-smash-crash-2009-2010-nhl-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3918680675630943308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3918680675630943308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/bam-smash-crash-2009-2010-nhl-season.html' title='CRASH, SMASH, BAM Kind of 2009-2010 NHL Season for the Leafs'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SrDPXbJmIpI/AAAAAAAAADI/dFb1O-00hSs/s72-c/Maple%2520Leafs%252001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-7584508645528320103</id><published>2009-09-14T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T05:01:06.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When is Change Needed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Questions I’ve been asking myself a lot lately. When is change needed? What needs to change? How do I get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Is it anxiety, is it depression, or is it both? Is it common social expectations of what one should have, should be, should be doing with their lives that makes me asks these questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Every now and then I get into a rut of feeling unaccomplished, unsatisfied, and just plain unhappy and trying to find an answer as to why can be extremely frustrating. I do have wonderful things in my life; a beautiful wife and an adorable daughter, both of which I am very proud of. They are what keep me balanced, keep me sane. I’ve had someone tell me that I should do more for myself and since I’ve heard that I realize that I have put myself at the bottom of my priorities list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The problem is I don’t know how? When I do things for myself, even if it’s as simple as walking to clear my head, I feel bad because I should be doing something else, and the something else isn’t something for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I find myself to be a very selfless person which shouldn’t be a bad thing (to be selfless) unless it’s at a point where you feel distant with who you truly are. So after so long of me putting everyone else’s needs, wants and wishes before my own I feel as if I subconsciously resent myself for how I treat myself and my deteriorating self esteem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Maybe I need a new job, maybe I need a new house, maybe I need to live in a different part of the country or maybe something as simple as buying a new Queen or King sized bed would solve my problem. In any case at least I can rely on my wife and daughter for balance, sanity and sobriety. Also, I believe that I am headed in the right direction because I can admit to having a problem and admit that I need to change...for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I hope that this doesn’t come off as me crying “Poor Me! Boo hoo hoo!” but more of a check point to evaluate what you do for yourself, and how you treat yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Coming up next post....Upcoming NHL Season! Stay tuned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-7584508645528320103?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7584508645528320103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-is-change-needed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7584508645528320103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7584508645528320103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-is-change-needed.html' title='When is Change Needed?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-982835541747803605</id><published>2009-08-28T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:48:36.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada’s Justice System...Or Lack There of</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Be prepared to read folks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: This blog post contains material some readers may find disturbing, reader discretion is advised!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;1992 Sydney River, Nova Scotia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;What should have been a usual day at work turned out to be a nightmare for the entire staff at a local McDonald’s. 3 men walk into the restaurant armed ready to rob and then it turned real nasty. Three McDonald’s employees were killed and one was left permanently injured. One of the victims was shot, beaten with a bat and then had their throat slit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;The three men were all convicted of the killings and were sentenced to Life in prison without eligibility for parole for twenty years (for one of them) and twenty-five years for the other two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;The man who was eligible for parole after twenty years was eighteen at the time of the killings and after serving seventeen (that’s right 17) years the man who is now thirty-five has been granted free passes. This means he’s allowed to be on his own (no supervision) for 24 hours each month. With good behaviour over the next two months they courts will increase that to 48 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Something’s wrong here...first off it looks like our government is having a hard time counting. Second a man who has spent as much time behind bars as he has been free might be a little unstable, but maybe I’m just quick to judge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;You’d think that they’d at least do an extensive mental evaluation for a case like this considering we never SEND anyone to prison for killing until they have psycho evaluation. I guess letting them out is different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;“We know you brutally and gruesomely killed but we think that 17 years taught you a lesson.” Says the Judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Grinning ear to ear, “Oh my yes I have!” the man says sarcastically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;“Well boys will be boys... you’re free to go, just don’t kill anyone else OK?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And maybe it’s because I am so full of anxiety and depression that I think someone in these circumstances would be unstable, because I know I would have a grudge on society after being lock away for 17 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;The funny part of this story is that the parole board has yet to release any reason for their decision on the free passes. A man who has no remorse, a man who has not apologized to the victim’s families, a convicted murderer is allowed out of prison three years before he was suppose to ELIGIBLE for parole and they don’t say why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;3 words come to mind look at it like this...WHAT THE FUCK??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Are the government officials so brain-dead that they can’t even keep convicted murderers behind bars? The men behind this violent crime should be thankful that they don’t live in Texas because they would have been done a long time ago. But no we live in a country with such a lenient justice system that we’ll let disgruntled 35 year old convicted murderers roam the streets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Am I advocating for the death penalty? No!&lt;br /&gt;Am I totally against the death penalty? No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;People like this need to be punished. Three meals a day, a bed, and nothing but time isn’t much of a punishment for murderers, rapists, and other violent criminals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Make sure they get put into a cell with a huge man named ‘Billy Bob’, or ‘Big Joe’ looking for a new piece of meat. Or string them up by the eyelids and kick them in the nuts until they blink. Maybe you think that may be harsh but I personally think he should never see the light of day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;We live in a country where if you shoot a moose in the off season (and get caught) you’ll spend 12 years in prison, you’ll lose your rifles, your four-wheelers, your vehicles and in order to pay for the find you also receive you’ll probably lose your house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Is it just me or is there something wrong with this picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;That’s it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-982835541747803605?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/982835541747803605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/canadas-justice-systemor-lack-there-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/982835541747803605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/982835541747803605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/canadas-justice-systemor-lack-there-of.html' title='Canada’s Justice System...Or Lack There of'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2271972440013731866</id><published>2009-08-21T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T05:42:43.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigger World = More Asphalt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Have you ever dreamed or imagined a world without technology? Have you ever felt like escaping into an unknown uninhabited territory; into a deep forest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sometimes I dream about a world that isn’t consumed by materialistic bullshit. A world where a person, spirit, a soul, a being is king NOT money. There are so many remarkable sights, experiences to be had in this world and some I feel like it’s all a dream or it’s all fake because everyone is concerned about the price of gas, price of groceries, how much this is, how much that is, when their favourite shows are on. I see more and more people trying to out-do each other by what they have, how much money they make, the vacations they take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;We take for granted the beauty of this place. The cultural change that has happened within the last decade or so is not for the better. People are less concerned about local nature, and more concerned about whether or not their favourite stores are coming to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It’s time to get up and see what this world has to offer, it’s time to enjoy the breathtaking sites this world has while we still can. At the growing rate of the earth’s population, and the rate we’re flattening of forests it’s only a matter of time before everything that’s green turns into asphalt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;With all that being said I plan to take more pictures of what can be found in my local area and post them here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That’s my rant for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2271972440013731866?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2271972440013731866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/bigger-world-more-asphalt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2271972440013731866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2271972440013731866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/bigger-world-more-asphalt.html' title='Bigger World = More Asphalt'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-7235605053205020946</id><published>2009-08-19T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:24:15.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Summer Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;These are just a couple of pics I shot over the past couple months. Two of them are in the Kingston area, the other is the back yard. Try to get some more up tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoyXAke99yI/AAAAAAAAAC4/npN_mN8NUys/s1600-h/DSC_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371834491595519778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoyXAke99yI/AAAAAAAAAC4/npN_mN8NUys/s400/DSC_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoyXARdMrXI/AAAAAAAAACw/I3-P-uvko_U/s1600-h/Ryan+and+Casey%27s+pictures+403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371834486487821682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoyXARdMrXI/AAAAAAAAACw/I3-P-uvko_U/s400/Ryan+and+Casey%27s+pictures+403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoyW_6TyuyI/AAAAAAAAACo/eOihzAJU5x0/s1600-h/Summer+009+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371834480274357026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoyW_6TyuyI/AAAAAAAAACo/eOihzAJU5x0/s400/Summer+009+357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-7235605053205020946?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7235605053205020946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7235605053205020946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7235605053205020946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Some Summer Pics'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoyXAke99yI/AAAAAAAAAC4/npN_mN8NUys/s72-c/DSC_0641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-5138308264281501391</id><published>2009-08-14T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:25:55.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN Read Afterall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoWBNZsRgeI/AAAAAAAAACY/QT1pR_hdC_Q/s1600-h/the-strain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369840197944050146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoWBNZsRgeI/AAAAAAAAACY/QT1pR_hdC_Q/s400/the-strain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So the other night(Monday I think), I finished reading &lt;a href="http://www.thestraintrilogy.com/"&gt;The Strain&lt;/a&gt; by Guillermo Del Toro &amp;amp; Chuck Hogan. What an awesome read, when I heard the Guillermo Del Toro was writing a book I knew it was going to be great; the man’s is a true artist in the film making world and in my opinion the novel world. To get an idea of his artistic genius have a look at winner of 3 Acadamy Awards &lt;a href="http://www.panslabyrinth.com/"&gt;Pan’s Labyrinth&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;(Love this movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So &lt;a href="http://www.thestraintrilogy.com/"&gt;The Strain&lt;/a&gt; is about a vampiric virus circulating New York with possibility of it threatening the rest of world and threatening mankind as we know it. That’s right VAMPIRES. Not your teeny lovey vampires that sparkles like diamonds in the sunlight, but true frightening, blood sucking, human killing vampires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This is the first full novel that I have read in years and has inspired me to get reading more. So if you like gut wrenching, nail biting, piss you pants action, drama and suspense pick up &lt;a href="http://www.thestraintrilogy.com/"&gt;The Strain&lt;/a&gt;. The only thing disappointing about this story is that &lt;a href="http://www.thestraintrilogy.com/"&gt;The Strain&lt;/a&gt; is the first book of a trilogy and the next one won’t be out until next year some time, and the third out in 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoWBNr4AKUI/AAAAAAAAACg/yPeZFjJrCOQ/s1600-h/pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369840202825083202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoWBNr4AKUI/AAAAAAAAACg/yPeZFjJrCOQ/s400/pan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, if you haven't watched this movie, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That's it for now, later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-5138308264281501391?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5138308264281501391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-can-read-afterall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5138308264281501391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5138308264281501391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-can-read-afterall.html' title='I CAN Read Afterall'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SoWBNZsRgeI/AAAAAAAAACY/QT1pR_hdC_Q/s72-c/the-strain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6541321602182297749</id><published>2009-08-11T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:03:21.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It’s been awhile I know but last week I was on vacation (a much needed one) and with a awesome weather we had last week I spent the majority of time outside, I think I checked my email twice all week. I went boating, swimming, to the beach, to Treego, and went golfing. I drank everyday and also worked my ass off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Worked? Well not work, work but Monday Dad, my brother and I poured concrete for a well house. I did a fair amount of gardening throughout the week and Tuesday and Thursday consisted of fun filled hay days where we put in about 1100 bales of hay on Tuesday and approximately 1500 on Thursday. Let me tell you there’s nothing like being in a 35-45 degree stuffy ol’ hay mow lifting hundreds of bales weighing anywhere’s from 50 lbs to 75 lbs. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been haying before but I don’t think I have sweat so much in all my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Why didn’t I write yesterday? Well I just got too busy and forgot about it last night when I was home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That’s it for now, hopefully tomorrow or tonight I can write something more compelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6541321602182297749?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6541321602182297749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6541321602182297749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6541321602182297749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time No Blog'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3586253137394072474</id><published>2009-07-27T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:32:53.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tad Too Late: A House Buying Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/Sm4Ax40s4EI/AAAAAAAAACA/6hhvJUbeDzo/s1600-h/broke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363225063311859778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/Sm4Ax40s4EI/AAAAAAAAACA/6hhvJUbeDzo/s400/broke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the wife and I have been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hungrily&lt;/span&gt; looking for a house for the past seven months and as each day passes my frustration grows. Three years ago, about a year after we started renting a place, we would look at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MLS&lt;/span&gt; listings and look at houses for sale just for the hell of it, with no real intention on buying. Mainly because I didn't think I could get approved for a mortgage that would buy anything more than a cardboard box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at listings then I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; seeing reasonably priced houses. There was a three bedroom 1 1/2 bath house with 3 acres for $90 000. It was a nice little bungalow with an attached garage too and me thinking that I wouldn't get approved let it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another house we were looking at again a 3-bdrm bungalow with 3 acres, new kitchen, siding, and whole lot of other updates for $95 000. Again, we let that go by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well a few months ago talking with my banker I found out that I was approved for more than I thought. However, it is impossible to find a reasonably priced house these days. The houses mentioned above today would probably go for $140 000 or more. And this is out in the woods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a house close to the area for sale for $139 000; 1 bedroom, 700 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sqft&lt;/span&gt; house. ARE FUCKING INSANE!!! My parents bought a 1200 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sqft&lt;/span&gt; 3 bedroom home with 100 acres for $ 30 000, mind you that was almost twenty years ago and the house was 100 years old but still, it's hard to find a reasonably priced building lot any more. People are spending $30 000 for 1/2 an acre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any house that I've gone to see under $100 000 needs around $50 000 to bring it up to par and it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;. You can get a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-fab home &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;some where's&lt;/span&gt; between 100 000 - 120 000 if only I could find land that didn't cost an arm and a leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well folks that's my rant for the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3586253137394072474?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3586253137394072474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/tad-too-late-house-buying-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3586253137394072474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3586253137394072474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/tad-too-late-house-buying-tale.html' title='A Tad Too Late: A House Buying Tale'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/Sm4Ax40s4EI/AAAAAAAAACA/6hhvJUbeDzo/s72-c/broke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-4639569495760719342</id><published>2009-07-24T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:14:31.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Nightmare pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SmnBwlDTYqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iusfzAStyqo/s1600-h/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-20090722103059768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362029871685132962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SmnBwlDTYqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iusfzAStyqo/s400/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-20090722103059768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-4639569495760719342?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4639569495760719342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-nightmare-pic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4639569495760719342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4639569495760719342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-nightmare-pic.html' title='Another Nightmare pic'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SmnBwlDTYqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iusfzAStyqo/s72-c/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-20090722103059768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-9004721830415939547</id><published>2009-07-23T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:47:56.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/Smi-AtXUIHI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWxHKV0wp5A/s1600-h/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-20090722022758177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361744275771236466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/Smi-AtXUIHI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWxHKV0wp5A/s400/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-20090722022758177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I picked up Guilermo Del Toro's book The Strain last night and so far I love it. It's the first book of a trilogy check out the site &lt;a href="http://www.thestraintrilogy.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got back into weight training last night and I'm feeling quite sore today, usually day 2 after a wookout is suppose the worst so I should feel real good tomorrow. Yesterday was Chest &amp;amp; Triceps and today will be Back &amp;amp; biceps. Tommorrow is shoulders &amp;amp; legs and then I take a day off of weight training. I'll continue to run and do abs everyday though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you may or may not know they are remaking A Nightmare on Elm Street and to the right is the movie poster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-9004721830415939547?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9004721830415939547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/9004721830415939547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/9004721830415939547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/Smi-AtXUIHI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWxHKV0wp5A/s72-c/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-20090722022758177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3594975188858145971</id><published>2009-07-22T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:56:42.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>Can't get over &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MseYTD5XYDQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;THIS KID&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3594975188858145971?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3594975188858145971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3594975188858145971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3594975188858145971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3704324426362177028</id><published>2009-07-20T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T04:33:01.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So the weekend that past</title><content type='html'>Can't remember if I have mentioned it before and too lazy to read previous posts, but I am working on a novel. 3 actually. Whether or not they pan out and if I can finish them and be happy with them remains to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the first one about 8 months ago and got about 6-7 chapters in and then hit a wall. Any time I go back to read it I see stuff that needs to be rewrote and I get frustrated. However, I had the wife go through it and she really liked what I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other two I started around the same time with one being just a concept and an opening intro while with the other one I just started the third chpater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got the wife to read what I have over the weekend and was happy with what she had thought. Obviously it's not going to be a quick process but I'm looking for ward to see what I'll be able to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get the courage to, I might post what the books are about, but until then you'll have to settle that that's what I've been spending quite a bit of time on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3704324426362177028?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3704324426362177028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-weekend-that-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3704324426362177028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3704324426362177028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-weekend-that-past.html' title='So the weekend that past'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-7834460447772322218</id><published>2009-07-20T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T05:02:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Oddservation</title><content type='html'>Bringing back the odd observations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to work today I saw the oddest thing I might have ever seen driving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the harbour bridge. Driving along almost then all of a sudden I saw a seagull walking looking quite scared. I took a second look and the bird's wing was upside down and half tore off. The way the he was looking back and forth seemed like he had no idea where his wing was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized he was probably scared because he couldn't fly away from roaring traffic and being stuck half way &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the bridge he had no choice but to walk the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this quite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt;. Not because I'm into animal cruelty (because I'm not) but because it reminded me of something you'd see out a cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's today's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oddservation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back later to talk &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; something that took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;place&lt;/span&gt; over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-7834460447772322218?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7834460447772322218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-oddservation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7834460447772322218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7834460447772322218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-oddservation.html' title='Another Oddservation'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6029967212383122668</id><published>2009-07-16T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:48:55.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Me</title><content type='html'>I know, I know..it's been awhile since I've actually posted something. The truth is I've been having a hard time find time, and when I do find the time I have no clue what to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the rugby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;injury&lt;/span&gt;? Well I believe I am fully healed. Well at least 98% healed. So what does this mean to me other than full movements again?... EXERCISE!!!! That's right time to get back in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dieting now; meaning cutting back on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt; and sugar, absolutely no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;junkfood&lt;/span&gt; (until a craving makes me feel punchy), more greens, fruits, and at least 3L of water a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the exercising consists of a 4-5K run, intense ab workout, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pushups&lt;/span&gt;. Just doing this to my body use to this type of activity before I incorporate a lot of weights. Plus I want to be sure that I am in fact as healed as I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for ya now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time here's a clip of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=it9kpZHXhxI"&gt;George Carling dealing with a Heckler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6029967212383122668?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6029967212383122668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6029967212383122668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6029967212383122668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-me.html' title='New Me'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-808650934282069624</id><published>2009-07-09T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:44:35.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Billy Jean cover</title><content type='html'>Ok so I clicked on the video response of the Billy Jean cover I listed yesterday and I found &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSALDAQfsSA&amp;amp;feature=response_watch"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty awesome...my evening will consist of learning to play this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-808650934282069624?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/808650934282069624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-billy-jean-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/808650934282069624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/808650934282069624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-billy-jean-cover.html' title='Another Billy Jean cover'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-947539549510228681</id><published>2009-07-09T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:11:26.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the Day #3 - July 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colloquial&lt;/span&gt; - col-lo-qui-al - [kuh-loh-kwee-uh l]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Def&lt;/strong&gt;: 1- characteristic, of or appropriate to ordinary of familiar conversation rather conversation rather than formal speech or writing; informal.&lt;br /&gt;        2- involving or using conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synonyms&lt;/strong&gt;: chatty, common, conversational, popular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antonyms&lt;/strong&gt;: correct, formal, standard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Used&lt;/strong&gt;: It was sometimes hard to keep track of the conversation because of how colloquial the group was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-947539549510228681?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/947539549510228681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-3-july-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/947539549510228681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/947539549510228681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-3-july-9.html' title='Word of the Day #3 - July 9'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3294221246633295753</id><published>2009-07-09T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:06:21.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD of the Day #2 - July 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quarrelsome&lt;/span&gt; - quar-rel-some - [kwawr-uhl-suh m, kwor-]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Def:&lt;/strong&gt; inclined to quarrel; argumentative; contentious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synonyms:&lt;/strong&gt; crabby, cross, irritated, touchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antonyms:&lt;/strong&gt; agreeable, friendly, happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Used&lt;/strong&gt;: She has been quarrelsome all day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3294221246633295753?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3294221246633295753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-2-july-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3294221246633295753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3294221246633295753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-2-july-9.html' title='WORD of the Day #2 - July 9'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-7034795939757686448</id><published>2009-07-09T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T03:50:05.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD of the DAY - July 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vivacious&lt;/span&gt; - vi-va-cious [vi-vey-shuh s]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Def:&lt;/strong&gt; lively; animated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synonyms&lt;/strong&gt;: active, alert, breezy, merry, playful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antonyms&lt;/strong&gt;: boring, dull, unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Used:&lt;/strong&gt; He showed us a very vivacious dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-7034795939757686448?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7034795939757686448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-july-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7034795939757686448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7034795939757686448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-july-9.html' title='WORD of the DAY - July 9'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-5846733238517558973</id><published>2009-07-08T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:04:52.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>So my apologies. I forgot/didn't have time to post anything yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's I still don't have a whole lot to say other than I've been checking out people's acoustic covers of different songs and what an enjoyable/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inspirational&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pastime&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check these out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0HpgKdR1cL0"&gt;Billy Jean Cover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XdnjfxXpr7g&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;Cecilia Cover&lt;/a&gt; (Simon &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garfunkle&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have for now I'll try to get back with two WORD OF THE DAY as I didn't get any up yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-5846733238517558973?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5846733238517558973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5846733238517558973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5846733238517558973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-8294441239694291662</id><published>2009-07-07T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:00:01.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No TIme as of yet</title><content type='html'>No time for an update yet. Will find time for at least Word of the day...stay tuned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-8294441239694291662?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8294441239694291662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-time-as-of-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8294441239694291662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8294441239694291662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-time-as-of-yet.html' title='No TIme as of yet'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-7986546885926373231</id><published>2009-07-06T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:40:46.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD OF THE DAY - July 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scrupulous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - scru - pu - lous [skroo-pyuh-luhs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition: minutely careful, precise, or exact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: conscientious, cautious, careful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonym: careless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used: he gave such a scrupulous performace as he walked across the tight rope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-7986546885926373231?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7986546885926373231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-july-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7986546885926373231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/7986546885926373231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-july-6.html' title='WORD OF THE DAY - July 6'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2770736459566758716</id><published>2009-07-06T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:44:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to post as of yet! May change. Stay tuned for word of the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2770736459566758716?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2770736459566758716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-to-post-as-of-yet-may-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2770736459566758716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2770736459566758716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-to-post-as-of-yet-may-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-8893466359633575667</id><published>2009-07-03T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:57:25.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD OF THE DAY - July 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sagacious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definition&lt;/strong&gt;: having or showing an acute mental discernment and keen practical sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synonyms&lt;/strong&gt;: acute, canny, clever, intelligent, knowledgeable, wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antonyms&lt;/strong&gt;: careless, foolish, ignorant, stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Used&lt;/strong&gt;: He won the case because he was a &lt;em&gt;sagacious&lt;/em&gt; lawyer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-8893466359633575667?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8893466359633575667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-july-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8893466359633575667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8893466359633575667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day-july-3.html' title='WORD OF THE DAY - July 3'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-9151294955468401894</id><published>2009-07-03T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:36:40.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Odd Observation or Oddservation if you will</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Growing up as a kid I was disciplined when needed to be, I was spoken to when I was out of line and if I wanted something but the folks said “No” that was it, I’d ask “Why?” and get the “I don’t have to answer that” answer. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not going to say I had it rough because I didn’t. I have loving, caring parents who looked out for my best interests. They weren’t just caregivers, or shelter &amp;amp; food providers. They were and continue to this day to be inspiring teachers &amp;amp; mentors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Today’s youth I’ve recently been noticing a lack of respect, and a lack of appreciation. I get this feeling like a lot kids feel that they’re owed for any gifts that they receive. Some where’s along the line they lost the value of “earned” dollars, they’ve lost a sense of hard work, and have seemed to forget the sacrifice parent’s make whenever their kids want this and that, and go here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Growing up I had chores and I did them. I didn’t wait until it got too late so Mom and dad could pick up my slack. If I did, I wouldn’t be going to baseball that night, or I wouldn’t be going to my friend’s house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I get frustrated to see these snot-nosed little bastards getting their way all of the time without even saying “Thank you”, or helping out around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;To the kids who read this (which I’m sure there are none), say “Thank You”, appreciate what you are given, if you ask for something and get a “No” do not pester until a “Yes” comes out. Don’t take your parents for granted. Listening to that advice might keep you from saying when you’re older “Wow, was I ever a dink to Mom &amp;amp; Dad when I was little.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I’m not saying all kids are like that but I know quite a few that I’d like to line up and kick in ass. So this is where I ask parent’s, are you going to kick them in the ass or do I have to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I guess it’s not entirely the kid’s fault us parents tend to give in easier which makes it harder for us to try and spit out a “NO”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So let’s start a movement called PASNA = Parents Against Snot Nosed Adolescence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Logo coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That’s all for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-9151294955468401894?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9151294955468401894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-odd-observation-or-oddservation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/9151294955468401894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/9151294955468401894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-odd-observation-or-oddservation.html' title='Another Odd Observation or Oddservation if you will'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-3062015717229269573</id><published>2009-07-02T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:07:37.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD OF THE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Resplendent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition: beautiful, bright, radiant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: beautiful, beaming, brilliant, lustrous, shining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonyms: dull, gloomy, withering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used: the resplandent sunflowers towered over everything in the garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-3062015717229269573?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3062015717229269573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3062015717229269573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/3062015717229269573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-of-day.html' title='WORD OF THE DAY'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-265996175697343628</id><published>2009-06-30T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:08:07.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD OF THE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magnanimous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;1. giving and kind&lt;br /&gt;2. high minded; noble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: considerate, generous, great, selfless, ungrudging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonyms: petty, selfish, stingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used: His magnanimous character showed brightly, when he gave all his free time at the animal shelter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-265996175697343628?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/265996175697343628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/word-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/265996175697343628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/265996175697343628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/word-of-day.html' title='WORD OF THE DAY'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6963299449163923683</id><published>2009-06-30T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:56:07.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada D’Eh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://weblogs.newsday.com/sports/basketball/nba/blog/canadian_flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 370px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://weblogs.newsday.com/sports/basketball/nba/blog/canadian_flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So tomorrow is Canada day. What am I doing? Not a whole hell of a lot I don’t think. I’ll just enjoy the day relaxing. Get out a couple of Canadian Flags, maybe pick up a case of &lt;a href="http://www.molsoncanadian.ca/"&gt;Molson Canadian&lt;/a&gt; and relax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So guess what I did last night? Well I had to stay in town while the Mrs. had a late dinner with some girls so I came back to the office to finish up some work when I finished my work, I went to my blog and why trying to find ways of getting more people to check out my blog and so what I did was &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;join Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. I was thinking if I had some friends following me on twitter I’d be able to leave a little note saying “Hey, updated my blog check it out” then maybe I’d get more readers, which hopefully would add to some constructive criticism, add to ideas of what to include in my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So that’s really all I have for now, I’ll be posting the word of the day here shortly and maybe later this evening I’ll be back on to do some writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6963299449163923683?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6963299449163923683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/canada-deh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6963299449163923683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6963299449163923683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/canada-deh.html' title='Canada D’Eh!!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-1666757830882405990</id><published>2009-06-29T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:52:47.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea</title><content type='html'>So being that my blog is called Uttering Thoughts I thought I'd share a thought I just had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting tomorrow I will be posting twice daily. One post that is my rant, philosophies, idea, happenings etc. and the other post being a 'Word of the Day' that includs definitions, sentance examples and antonyms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame? Maybe. Reason to be less lame? I won't be using elementary words, average words. In an attempt to improve my own vocabulary I will be using large, intelligent, sophisticated words, words that will better my speech, and better my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-1666757830882405990?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1666757830882405990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/1666757830882405990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/1666757830882405990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/idea.html' title='Idea'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-5269902100217108085</id><published>2009-06-29T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:11:02.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Observation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It was a very productive weekend that completely transformed the back deck. On Saturday we got all but one (we ran out) of the patio stones laid down. We got the stairs back together, and the raised walkway that stretches across the back of the patio is complete. Sunday was fence day; we didn’t get started until late morning and while dad measured the cut the fence boards, I boarded up the second half of the first fence (first half was already done).Did even take an hour for that. Once that was finished we spent a couple of hours measuring and digging holes to put in our anchored fence posts for the other fence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I started boarding up that fence and I ran out of screws after the third board. The Mrs. and a friend were going to town so I asked her to pick up some more. While I waited I pre cut all of the fence boards so I’d have those ready to go and I was done after an hour or so and then came a long wait for the screws. I wasn’t able to start finishing that fence until 4 but my bro showed up and we were able to finish before supper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That was my weekend. In a constant sweat all weekend long, worked hard, played some b-ball, and did a little swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So they odd observation...When I got to work today I parked at the back area of the parking lot and had to look twice at what I was seeing. I thought I missed a memo about it being crooked day or something because every car that there at the time (there were about 10 cars) were parked crooked. It wasn’t a slight crookedness either. A solid 20 degree angled difference from being straight. Also a lot of the wheels were cut hard and a couple even crossed over the other parking space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Like I said it was a weird observation but I found it funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Until tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-5269902100217108085?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5269902100217108085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/odd-observation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5269902100217108085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5269902100217108085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/odd-observation.html' title='Odd Observation'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-8403372953445101466</id><published>2009-06-26T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T05:44:16.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheepisly Sheepish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.travel-destination-pictures.com/data/media/67/cute-sheep_1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 468px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.travel-destination-pictures.com/data/media/67/cute-sheep_1008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So today is NHL Draft day. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about &lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;the &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;NHL Entry Draft&lt;/span&gt; is a collective meeting in which the franchises of the NHL systematically select the rights to available amateur players who meet the eligibility requirements to play professional hockey in the NHL&lt;/span&gt; it means that every team gets to pick a young prospect for the future of their franchise. I don’t have time to write about how the whole draft is set up so if you'd like to get a better understanding leave a comment and I'll answer any questions you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important thing to know is that the Toronto Maple Leafs have the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; overall pick and a desperately trying to get one of the first few overall picks to try and get the highly sought after John Tavares. This kid is incredible, some believe him to be even better than Sidney Crosby. Why? Well John T when he was broke Wayne Gretzky’s OHL scoring record. He is an absolute scoring machine and getting pucks in the net is something the TMLs need. I quite confident that Toronto will not get him though as the New York Islanders have the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; overall pick and there is no way in hell that they’re going to trade that pick to Toronto. But we’ll see tonight who they get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last I’d like to talk about is a couple of words that I have been seeing a lot or recently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheepish &amp;amp; sheepishly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might just be me but the a lot of the later fiction literature that I’ve read and am currently reading the writer’s have been using those words constantly and maybe I notice more now because I’m thinking about that word too much. “He turned away sheepishly”, “I felt sheepish saying”, “She looked up sheepishly”, “The sheep fell asleep feeling sheepishly sheepish”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get it. I can’t get the attractiveness to constantly use those words why not use embarrassed, timid, guilty, foolish, ashamed, self-conscious, or abashed instead of sheepish. Change it up some writer’s!!! Take the $5 and buy a thesaurus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;And on that note have a great weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-8403372953445101466?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8403372953445101466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/sheepisly-sheepish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8403372953445101466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8403372953445101466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/sheepisly-sheepish.html' title='Sheepisly Sheepish'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2937216811157769697</id><published>2009-06-25T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:30:15.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habit Building</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SkNtPpNofMI/AAAAAAAAABA/x9onTEwgQHU/s1600-h/statues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351240897774779586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SkNtPpNofMI/AAAAAAAAABA/x9onTEwgQHU/s320/statues.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-: EN-CAfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my earlier post I mentioned I did some shooting last night and I'll try to remember to upload those tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-: EN-CAfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'm trying to get into the habit of uploading images, art, poetry etc. so I thought I'd start with an image I did in Photoshop awhile ago featuring a buddy of mine. He's the front statue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2937216811157769697?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2937216811157769697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/habit-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2937216811157769697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2937216811157769697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/habit-building.html' title='Habit Building'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SkNtPpNofMI/AAAAAAAAABA/x9onTEwgQHU/s72-c/statues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6129375306063923382</id><published>2009-06-25T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T04:01:26.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Not much to say today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Last night I continued to lay down the patio blocks, lots of fun. We are now putting them down for the second time, they weren’t in the right position the first time. Even though it’s been hurting the ribs and all, it’s a pretty good workout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As you can see I’ve uploaded and image of a crest. That would my family crest that wish to put in ink form some where’s/some time on my body. I have to do some touching up though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Last night I night did a little shooting (As in photography). Just took some shots of landscapes and I got a shot of a strange looking red bird that was at one of the bird feeders but it’s too far away to get a good look at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So that’s really all I have today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Until tomorrow I’ll just keep moving on”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PINxfouNQFw"&gt;One of the Best Theme Songs Ever&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6129375306063923382?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6129375306063923382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/ummmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6129375306063923382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6129375306063923382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/ummmm.html' title='Ummmm...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-5714825553394958540</id><published>2009-06-24T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T04:16:55.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim ol' Boy, We Need to Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So Last week I added a link to a CNN story about Kim Jong Il &amp;amp; North Korea doing some missile testing and I said they were being a little ballsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Yesterday they issued a warning to...THE WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Basically they said stay the hell out of our backyard (&amp;amp; waters) because we’re doing some “military training” which I believe is code for “OK boys let’s see if our gun can make it to Hawaii”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Why Hawaii? Don’t know. Maybe they don’t want to go to big. Maybe they believe that firing a missile at Hawaii would be like stepping on America’s little toe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So what does the US do in response? They beef up their military defence along Hawaii with anti missile ships. North Korea’s little bird is going to get shot right out of the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/asiapcf/06/23/nkorea.warning/index.html#cnnSTCText" target="”new”"&gt;Here's a story about what's going on&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-5714825553394958540?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5714825553394958540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/kim-ol-boy-we-need-to-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5714825553394958540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/5714825553394958540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/kim-ol-boy-we-need-to-talk.html' title='Kim ol&apos; Boy, We Need to Talk'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-4400715711277918018</id><published>2009-06-23T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:32:19.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As I daze into the tranquil night sky&lt;br /&gt;my mind wanders and dreams&lt;br /&gt;how near, how far how I wish I could grab&lt;br /&gt;an evening star&lt;br /&gt;but then I’m back in reality&lt;br /&gt;and like all dreams&lt;br /&gt;this one is out of reach&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I still have lots to learn&lt;br /&gt;to me the world has much to teach&lt;br /&gt;So again I bear my cross&lt;br /&gt;and another dream I toss&lt;br /&gt;so I can be stuck here another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-4400715711277918018?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4400715711277918018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4400715711277918018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4400715711277918018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-quick.html' title='Something Quick'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-9155332249840598441</id><published>2009-06-23T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:42:21.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boring Daze</title><content type='html'>Kinda poetic title huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Not a whole lot going on today. Last night I laid some concrete patio stones (for the new pool deck) that weighed 85 lbs a piece. Arms got pretty tired after lift those for a couple of hours. Afterwards went in had a beer while looking over the pattern design for the stones (we got two different colours) and once I was done my beer I read some out of Christopher Moore’s Lamb, which is incredible by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Before I sign off, I listened to a song today that really moved me for some reason. Anyways check out this link of Jeff Buckley singing &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEllssIjna0" target="”new”"&gt;If You See Her&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have a good one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;R&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-9155332249840598441?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9155332249840598441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/boring-daze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/9155332249840598441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/9155332249840598441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/boring-daze.html' title='A Boring Daze'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2139546392568733342</id><published>2009-06-22T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:17:04.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canoeing in the rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Well this past Saturday was the canoe trip that I’ve mentioned before and despite the rain that had me drenched, I had an awesome time. It was a warm rain too, so if it had of been cold I would probably have a different opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As usual we had a first-timer get foolishly drunk and required help from drowning from a number of people. The shitty part for those who were helping is that doing that is going to sober you up pretty damn quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;For me though I had a great day. I was in a canoe with two beautiful women and a cooler full of beer, we had plenty of food to share with everyone and once we had been landed for a couple of hours and the rain stopped, until early the next morning. Luckily it was plenty warm enough to camp out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Back to the cooler full of beer...I BEAT MY RECORD! I didn’t however make my goal of 30, I got to 29. If I had of been able to count Saturday night I probably would have opened another one. Oh well, all in all it was a good run even though it did rain most of the day. However, because of the rain a few of us discussed a possible 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; trip sometime in the summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Well that’s all I have today&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2139546392568733342?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2139546392568733342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/canoeing-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2139546392568733342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2139546392568733342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/canoeing-in-rain.html' title='Canoeing in the rain...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6499993008527097800</id><published>2009-06-19T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:02:01.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick note</title><content type='html'>North Korea getting a little ballsy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/06/19/us.nkorea/index.html" target="new"&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/3997757759667525909-6499993008527097800?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6499993008527097800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/quick-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6499993008527097800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6499993008527097800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/quick-note.html' title='Quick note'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6149650695914069943</id><published>2009-06-19T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:14:54.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer, My Friend and Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SjtzJns0HVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6MSW0drHBuU/s1600-h/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 232px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348995591545560402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SjtzJns0HVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6MSW0drHBuU/s320/beer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Last night a enjoyed a couple of Coors Light so in preparation for tomorrow’s canoe trip I am going to discuss my beer habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There are all kind of beer drinkers out there; social beer drinkers, excessive beer drinkers, the people who go to friends house and is afraid to ask for a rum &amp;amp; coke so settle for a beer. You also have the people who go with only one brand, you have the people who get the beer that’s giving away free shit, and then you have the people who go to the liquor store and end spending 15 minutes trying to find a beer to go with for that particular weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I am a self proclaimed Hybrid Beer Drinker. I may go through a stint where I’ll only buy one brand. I may go into the store and the beer that’s giving away a free glass. But mostly I’m one of the ones who will end up do thirty laps trying to buy one case of beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Here are the different kinds of beer that I have bought in the past 3 months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ricards White&lt;br /&gt;Sleeman’s&lt;br /&gt;Miller Genuine Draft (MGD)&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Keith’s Light&lt;br /&gt;Coors Light&lt;br /&gt;Budweiser&lt;br /&gt;Moose Light&lt;br /&gt;Guiness&lt;br /&gt;Kilkenny&lt;br /&gt;Pumphouse Blueberry Ale&lt;br /&gt;Corona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: minor-bidifont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:11;"  &gt;The 3 that I buy the most however are MGD, Coors Light and Budweiser. I love my MGD but the pop-tops are a pain in the ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6149650695914069943?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6149650695914069943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/beer-my-friend-and-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6149650695914069943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6149650695914069943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/beer-my-friend-and-yours.html' title='Beer, My Friend and Yours'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/SjtzJns0HVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6MSW0drHBuU/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-8890210971338054075</id><published>2009-06-18T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:40:28.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad...but a little much</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;NOTE: By no means am I trying, to insult, or be insensitive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Last night I attended my brother in-law’s graduation. Firstly it was way too long, there were only 38 grads and it was still the better part of three hours...frig! But it being too long is not what I want to talk about today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Last year there were two tragic accidents that killed two formers students from the community so last night at the graduation ceremony they awarded for the first time two new memorial scholarships. Once was nicely delivered while the other one, not so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The nicely delivered award was in memory of a young person who lost control of their car (wasn’t speeding and no alcohol involved) on their way home (in the afternoon) and was tragically killed. My heart goes out to this family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The other award while still emotional was a little much. It involved a young person who was travelling with some friends and the driver who was intoxicated lost control and crash killing the young person from our community. This is a very horrible &amp;amp; sad story and I know this family and my heart goes out to this family as well, but last night seems to have left a bad taste in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Last night they had this person’s sister talk about their sibling and give people insight to how they chose who received the award, to give people (who didn’t know this person) insight on who they were, how this person lived their life and to use the memorial as a celebration of their life. Although she did mention that she focused more on the tragedy, focused more on the individual who was responsible for the accident and how the investigation is still ongoing. She spoke to the grads saying that life is full of choices and responsibilities and mentioned that some of them will probably make bad choices and may even live in poverty (a little much I thought), or always in trouble etc, etc, etc. She was dwelling on the negativities that can be part of people’s lives. Yes people can make bad choices, yes people may not always be the most responsible but when you are directing your speech to 38 young adults waiting to get the rest of their lives started you can’t stand there and tell them that ‘life sucks and then &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you die’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This sister should have used their sibling as an inspiration for quality of life, inspiration to be happy, acting courageous, honourable, hard working, passionate, and kind hearted. I knew the person killed and what I have just said spoke about them and who they were a lot more than speak about an investigation. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So to all the graduates of 2009 may you live life to fullest, dream big, fulfill those dreams, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and enjoy your success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“If music be your breath of life, then play on” &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-8890210971338054075?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8890210971338054075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/sadbut-little-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8890210971338054075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/8890210971338054075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/sadbut-little-much.html' title='Sad...but a little much'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6678600507978250984</id><published>2009-06-17T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:49:53.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Don’t Want Your Stinkin’ Money!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Is what the NHL is saying to Jim Balsillie. If you don’t know who that is Jim B. Is the CEO of Research in Motion the creators of Blackberry. Jim is worth billions of dollars and is in his third attempted to purchase a NHL team, but NHL commissioner Gary Bettman keeps rejecting him even though Jim is constantly waving his well padded wallet around. Why you ask? Because Jim B. is a proud Canadian and is devoted to bring a seventh NHL team to Canada. Gary is a proud American and is devoted to keep any team in the US whether it’s bankrupt or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Jim’s attempts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1 – Jimmy tried to purchase the new Stanley Cup champions Pittsburgh Penguins a few years back but was rejected because there were rumours that he wanted to move them to Canada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2- Jimmy tried to purchase the financially hurting Nashville Predators but was rejected because he made his intentions known (about moving the team to Hamilton, Ontario) and began selling season tickets to the people of Hamilton before the sale ever went through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;3 – Jimmy puts a $220 million conditional offer to purchase the “bankrupt” Phoenix Coyotes. Condition being that he’s allowed to move the team out of the F%$KING desert to a more suitable hockey market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I said “bankrupt” because the team’s current owner filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy after the league gave him a payout to help through this past season. After the NHL handed over something like $30 million to him to pay off some creditors the league felt that he was no longer in control of the team therefore he was in no position to file for bankruptcy or make a deal with Jim B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The league has said that they will take the money to keep the team in Phoenix because they feel that the team can still exist there. Phoenix Coyotes use to be the Winnipeg Jets and this hockey team hasn’t made a profit since moving from Canada in 1996. But hey maybe the 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; season in Phoenix, Arizona is the charm. Now why would the NHL ignore a billionaire wanting desperately to own a team and would pay any price to get one? Beats me. You’d think they would want what’s best for the league,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and what’s best for the league is to consider allowing more team move to Canada (i.e. Atlanta Thrashers, Tampa Bay Lightning, Nashville Predators) because people are crazy about it, the thing I hate about summer is that there is no hockey to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The NHL board of governors I feel needs to evaluate Gary Bettman’s position and track record. This man needs to get off his high horse and realize that moving the team from Winnipeg to Phoenix was a shitty idea, and leaving the team there is an even shittier idea. Wake up Gary! Canada is calling and willing to pay to see more hockey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Or you can continue being ridiculously stupid and put a team in Las Vegas like you’ve always wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There’s my rant for the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;R &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Oh and to support another team in Canada Balsillie put up a site called "make it seven"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.makeitseven.ca/"&gt;Show your support&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6678600507978250984?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6678600507978250984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-dont-want-your-stinkin-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6678600507978250984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6678600507978250984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-dont-want-your-stinkin-money.html' title='We Don’t Want Your Stinkin’ Money!...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-6888665380204771290</id><published>2009-06-16T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:49:13.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more sleeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Ahhhh...relaxing at its finest. Sitting back in a canoe, on a warm sunny day, surround by great people and a beer in hand. What more could you ask for?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beer in both hands! Oh yeah!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;Yep. This Saturday is our Canoe Trip, the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Annual that is. Every year we get family and friends together, grab some canoes, fill em with beer and food and head down the river for a relaxing day of joke telling, song singing, food eating and most importantly beer drinking. Depending on how hard you want to work, from our usual starting point you could spend anywhere’s from 5 hours to 8 or 9 on the river. Once out of the river we meet up at my Uncle’s place for an evening of partying, swimming, more eating, more drinking, washers tourney, and guitar playing with more singing. The day of the canoe trip is always an incredible event, I’ve got goosebumps just mentioning it now. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;For me and a couple others who go down the river with us it’s not just a day of everything I mentioned above but it’s the day where we consume a shitload of alcohol and try to reach certain goals pertaining to alcohol consumption. Last year I had set a new record of 25 beers. This year’s beer goal for me is 30, but I won’t just be taking beer with me because I have recently found a new love of Spiced Rum + Coke. So we’ll see how the day turns out and hopefully I can achieve my goal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA"&gt;I know it’s lame to be talking about how my I am going to have to drink this weekend but that’s all I could think to write about. Until tomorrow, this is R saying,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;You stay classy Internet machine! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-6888665380204771290?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6888665380204771290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/4-more-sleeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6888665380204771290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/6888665380204771290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/4-more-sleeps.html' title='4 more sleeps'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2551142008078796265</id><published>2009-06-15T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T04:04:37.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peacefully at Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I know, I know, another pause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So I had a four day weekend and didn’t seem to find or take the time to update and to you my neglected blog I am truly sorry. Feel free to send a swift kick in the arse my way for failing to do what I said I would do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Anyways, today I have a couple of minor things to talk about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So the Pittsburgh Penguins are the new Stanley Cup Champions after beating Detroit in game 7, 2-1. Too bad it wasn’t the Toronto Maple Leafs but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Helped lay cement over the weekend and am extremely sore...definitely hard on the ol’ ribs n’ sternum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Watched Friday the 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; remake last night and wasn’t expecting much, but to my surprise it was rather watchable. Predictable like a lot of “horror” flicks but still not too shabby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;And here’s what I’m here to say today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I have always been one who’d enjoy a little background noise to put me to sleep. When we lived in out old place our bedroom was next to the kitchen so I’d always wait to turn on the dishwasher before I went to bed (the DW was on the wall next to our BR). The sound the water made was calming and hypnotic. So last night I had the pleasure of falling asleep to the rain patting the roof, window and wet ground and it was glorious until about 2:30 when the rain seem to stop and the pain in my ribs was almost unbearable last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Once I was able to settle down and catch my breath from my side. I heard the most beautiful sounds, much more than what the rain was doing, rolling over noticing it was my wife. Her breathing pattern was similar to a snore but it wasn’t an annoying crunching type. It was a soft, soothing constant beating of a sound and it left me feeling remarkably comfortable and at peace. I’d compare the experience to a baby falling asleep to the sound of their mother’s heartbeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So that’s my post for the day, see ya’ll tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2551142008078796265?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2551142008078796265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/peacefully-at-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2551142008078796265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2551142008078796265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/peacefully-at-peace.html' title='Peacefully at Peace'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2920348118048038990</id><published>2009-06-10T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T04:57:56.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What took so long?...Watching Hockey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;To the Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Is it just me or did the days get longer? At the end of my last post I had said “Until tomorrow”...Well after approximately 120 hours the new day has finally arrived. You’d think with the extended absence that it would be easy to think of something to write about but nope....thinking...thinking....GOT IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So last night was game6 of the Stanley Cup Finals (Pittsburgh Penguins vs. Detroit Red Wings for those who aren’t hockey followers) and I was able to catch the first two periods and...WOW! Pittsburgh just wouldn’t let Detroit breath. The RWs are known for their amazing puck control abilities and controlling the play but they definitely didn’t show it last night. The second a RW player had the puck over comes a black jersey to smash them into the boards or level them onto the ice. After a disappointing game 5 it was good to see the Penguins back on their feet. So after last night’s win it going down the way it should, the Stanley Cup champion will be decided in a game 7 match-up. You’d think that even though this year’s finals being a repeat of last year’s (Detroit won vs. Pittsburgh last year) that this series would be boring but let’s recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Game 1 (in Detroit): RW beat Pens 3-1 &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 2 (in Detroit): again RW beat Pens 3-1 and now leading series 2 games to 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOCKEY FACT: Heard the other night that once a team is up two games that 75% of them have gone on to win the series. Not looking too good for Crosby &amp;amp; the Penguins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 3 (in Pittsburgh): Pens beat RW 4-2, hey look at that not over yet&lt;br /&gt;Game 4 (in Pittsburgh): Jordan Staal scored a shorthanded goal against Detroit and again Pens beat RW 4-2, holy shit we have ourselves a series&lt;br /&gt;Game 5 (in Detroit): RW easily beat Penguins 5-0. Are you serious? After such valiant efforts in Pittsburgh you couldn’t even put one puck in the net. Don’t be hard on Pittsburgh Chris Osgood (RW goalie) has been standing on his head all playoffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Things aren’t looking good. Losing 5-0 and now Detroit only needs one win for the Cup you’d think that it’d be all over but the crying, right Crosby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Wrong. Back in Pittsburgh as I said earlier they were playing some incredibly defensive, hard hitting hockey and won 2-1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So the stage is set and it’s time to get ready boys. Friday night back in Detroit, game 7 for the Stanley Cup. No team in this series has won a game on the road and what a story it would be for Pittsburgh if they could break that trend after being down 2 games. Well folks all things are set for an amazing hockey game this Friday so be sure to tune on CBC at 9:00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Until next time, stay fit and have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;R &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2920348118048038990?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2920348118048038990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-took-so-longwatching-hockey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2920348118048038990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2920348118048038990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-took-so-longwatching-hockey.html' title='What took so long?...Watching Hockey!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-4752018526344325365</id><published>2009-06-05T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:06:05.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgemental</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Yesterday my wife C had gone to town to get groceries and to take my little girl to the park, and at the park they met another woman there with her little girl. The woman was quite friendly and began to talk to my wife C and asking about herself and how old our little girl R is and how old she is. C told the woman that R is three and that she is 22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Once they got the intro out of the way the woman brought on the religion conversation and was asking C if she was religious, if she knew God, if she knew the way of the Lord and then handed her a card that questioned her Christian IQ. Well C answered her and told her the she was a Christian and that she did know God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So for the rest of the day C was questioning the way that she presents herself wondering if she is doing what she should be. She was insulted by the way the woman questioned her beliefs. The woman assumed that C was another single teenaged mother with a three year old with nothing going for her, and she felt that she needed to reach out to C because she’s young and has a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;When C first spotted this woman she noticed the way she dressed and they way her hair was and how the rest of her looked and thought she looked quite strange. C said she felt bad for feeling like this so she instantly felt remorse for what she thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It turns out that the woman wasn’t strange but very condescending and judgemental towards people she doesn’t know and if she was following Christianity the way she should then she wouldn’t have attacked C personally and religiously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Until tomorrow...Thanks for reading,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: minor-bidifont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:11;"  &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-4752018526344325365?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4752018526344325365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/judgemental.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4752018526344325365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4752018526344325365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/judgemental.html' title='Judgemental'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-594503591819356898</id><published>2009-06-04T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:17:54.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There is happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There is sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Laughter &amp;amp; tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Special moments &amp;amp; bonding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;and also realizing your worst fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There is illness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There are cures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Machines made to examine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;and also courageous battles so hard to imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;And YES there is death, so hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;but right behind it LIFE is sure to follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-594503591819356898?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/594503591819356898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/emergency.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/594503591819356898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/594503591819356898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/emergency.html' title='The Hospital'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-4343645481210099641</id><published>2009-06-04T04:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:50:51.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Good morning Reader(s),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So far off to a good start, 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; day of the new blog and second entry...but with more substance. Today I’m going to speak about my current situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I am a very sporty person. I love hockey, football, baseball, golf, foxy boxing and Rugby. I enjoy other sports as well but these are my top 6. For the past three years I’ve been telling myself that I should play rugby again (haven’t played in years) and finally I convinced myself to join my local rugby club. Season doesn’t actually start until the end of summer but we started training about a month ago. For the first 3 weeks we focused a lot on fitness whipping us into shape and finally a week ago we had a full contact training session. We had a full-out scrimmage and everything was as fun as I remembered until I went into a ruck and felt a blow to my right side. I knew something was wrong immediately but shook it off and continued to play. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Once we were done I was having a hard time breathing but thought nothing of it. The next I tried to get myself out of bed and had a difficult time doing so, I was unable to support my weight with my right side. Finding a lump in my rib cage I had determined that I broke a rib or two. I was unable to take deep breaths, couldn’t stretch, yawn, laugh, couldn’t run, walking was hurting, and I have never been so afraid to sneeze all my life. So after a week and trying to get by using only Advil I continued to take it easy but I was at work and along came and huge sneeze and I thought I was done for. I felt a sharp agonizing pinch in my chest and thought I had better get this looked at. After hours at the hospital and countless X-rays they had determined that I severely bruised 2 ribs, fractured 1, and separated the cartilage that connects my ribcage and sternum. Apparently it could take anywhere’s from 6 weeks to 3 months to heal up. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;How messed is that? So now I’m on pain medication because that’s all they can do for this injury but the meds don’t make the hurt go away, they just make me a little goofy. So anyways I think this is a pretty lengthy entry. Tune in tomorrow when I’ll be talking about........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Thanks for reading,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;R &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-4343645481210099641?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4343645481210099641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-morning-readers-so-far-off-to-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4343645481210099641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/4343645481210099641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-morning-readers-so-far-off-to-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997757759667525909.post-2909984594525346196</id><published>2009-06-03T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:25:39.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog</title><content type='html'>Dear Reader(s),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day for the new blog. My old blog didn't work out the way I wanted it to, meaning that I didn't write as much as I would like. So my goal for the is to write daily if time permits. I'd like to add more photos than I did before, more art work, links, stories, vid clips, and more importantly my thoughts. Hope you enjoys what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997757759667525909-2909984594525346196?l=utteringthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2909984594525346196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2909984594525346196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997757759667525909/posts/default/2909984594525346196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utteringthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181543518561380367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utnx2kLmnlU/TPUM8NG7IiI/AAAAAAAAADw/hhnPpbEQ5hE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
