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Obviously, Adam Lambert and Danny Gokey topped the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the astonishing performances of the hopefuls yesterday, an overwhelming "predictions" were made by the writers slash fans of the show -- that Matt Giraud will be eliminated tonight. Lets see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:15 PM - The finalists are divided into two groups. Matt and Kris were placed on the left side of the stage, while Danny and Allison were placed on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:18 PM - Matt Giraud, Kris Allen and Adam Lambert are the bottom three! OMG -- Adam Lambert? Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:35 PM - Taylor Hicks on the Idol stage right now... He's still good! I can really see Danny on him, vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:37 PM - Taylor giving advice to "bottom" three for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:38 PM - Adam Lambert and Matt Giraud are the bottom two. Kris Allen is safe. OMG -- are we seeing a "Daughtry" scenario here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:43 PM -- Miley Cyrus "hater" Jamie Foxx performing, singing "The Climb" -- lol! Kidding.. He rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:46 PM -- Jamie giving his advice. Ohh -- that's sooo sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:48 PM -- I'm like dreaming, wake me up! Adam Lambert in bottom two? So crank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:52 PM - Kara and Randy on their "game" says Ryan Seacrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:54 PM - 47 Million votes! Record breaker........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:55 PM - MATT GIRAUD ELIMINATED!!!! 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punch......'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-2269751877608451668</id><published>2009-04-16T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:16:16.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A feel good moment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/Afq3J5XpJA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="270" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-2269751877608451668?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3162351326898033252</id><published>2009-04-02T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:15:39.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye ER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdTxL82R4zI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Qd7Uuthhito/s1600-h/800x600_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdTxL82R4zI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Qd7Uuthhito/s200/800x600_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320142247446045490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdTuWGb2_3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/F93x4be_06I/s1600-h/800x600_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched ER from the very first episode.  15 seasons.  It's the only show I have ever watched this long from the very beginning.  Tonight is the final episode. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For close to 28 years I have been selling pharmaceuticals and medical equipment.   It was always fun to see if any of the stuff I was selling was in the show.  A couple of companies I've worked for, had products placed intentionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdTvmabyXtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/UQ5GuTydiw8/s320/800x600_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320140503041334994" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early on the episodes that related to the loss of a child left me dealing with our loss.  I think it helped me to deal with my grief.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was amazed how authentic the dialogue was and how they correctly used the equipment, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will miss ER.&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/379568823437509020-3162351326898033252?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3162351326898033252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3162351326898033252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3162351326898033252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3162351326898033252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-er.html' title='Goodbye ER'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdTxL82R4zI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Qd7Uuthhito/s72-c/800x600_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-431210637744973823</id><published>2009-03-31T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:14:31.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things from space.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel a need to comment.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319352292436428130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdIiuhHVRWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/b8E-reVtXPo/s320/F2160~NASA-International-Space-Station-Spaceshots-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;NEWS ITEM: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese astronaut tests stink-free underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Koichi Wakata, the first Japanese astronaut to live on the International Space Station, is testing the clothes, called J-ware and created by textile experts at Japan Women's University in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;"He can wear his trunks (underwear) more than a week," said Koji Yanagawa, an official with the Japanese Aerospace Exploration Agency.&lt;br /&gt;Wakata's clothes, developed by researcher Yoshiko Taya, are designed to kill bacteria, absorb water, insulate the body and dry quickly. They also are flame-resistant and anti-static, not to mention comfortable and stylish.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese astronaut Takao Doi gave the clothes a trial run during a shuttle mission last year. Even after a vigorous workout, Doi's clothes stayed dry.&lt;br /&gt;"The other astronauts become very sweaty, but he doesn't have any sweat. He didn't need to hang his clothes to dry," Yanagawa said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdIi5qsU59I/AAAAAAAAAUI/4x5ygCG1kRc/s1600-h/International-Space-Station-Kibo-lab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319352483986073554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdIi5qsU59I/AAAAAAAAAUI/4x5ygCG1kRc/s320/International-Space-Station-Kibo-lab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Japanese space agency plans to make the clothes available to NASA and its other space station partners once development is complete. A commercial line also is in the offing.&lt;br /&gt;Wakata, who arrived at the station last week for a three-month stay, said on Sunday that the clothes appear to be working.&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody has complained, so I think it's so far, so good," Wakata said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Okay, maybe this is a way to not pack so much for a space mission, but I understand there are plans to sell this underwear to the public.  This is just SO WRONG.  Will this be marketed to teenage boys who have "changing underwear" issues?  Have these scientist addressed the 'stain" issue?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astronaut Wakata is quoted  saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Nobody has complained, so I think it's so far so good." &lt;/span&gt;  I've got news for you, if your waiting for folks to complain about the smell of your underwear before you change it, YOU'VE WAITED WAY TO LONG....................  Is he sniffing his underwear each day?  I know college guys have been doing this for generations in their dorm rooms, (to find the "clean" pair), but thats a whole different blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing, this underwear is flame-resistant. Why?  I say if your shorts are burning and erupting in flames you have other issues.  Are they lighting farts? Again, something teenage boys have been doing for generations.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(There, I have used the word 'fart' in my blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hardly wait for the advertising campaign...............&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/379568823437509020-431210637744973823?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/431210637744973823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=431210637744973823&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/431210637744973823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/431210637744973823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-from-space.html' title='Things from space.....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SdIiuhHVRWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/b8E-reVtXPo/s72-c/F2160~NASA-International-Space-Station-Spaceshots-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-449694974401392490</id><published>2009-03-22T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:04:18.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I should have seen this coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/ScZqrTcnwJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ykamJC6p5wo/s1600-h/100_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316053702344687762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/ScZqrTcnwJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ykamJC6p5wo/s320/100_1044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend Cathey and I are spending some time with her folks in Helena, MT. I don't think I could have wished for better "in-laws". They have made me feel a part of their family since Cathey asked me to drive her home for Spring Break 33 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reflecting on our history together this morning as it has dawned on me that Cath is just a 'little' obsessive concerning sports. I should have seen this coming many years ago when we both discovered hockey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up in Eugene, I am not even sure where the closest NHL team would have been. I was vaguely aware of Portland and Seattle's tier 2 hockey teams. Eugene is not known for it's ice, unless it is coating everything in a freak ice storm. I think the closest ice rink was at the Lloyd's Center in Portland. The Lloyd Center Mall claimed it was the largest mall in North America at the time it was built in 1960. Oh, but I digress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend took me to my first hockey game. back then they were the Spokane Flyer's. The speed of the game was incredible. Of course, the fights were also entertaining. I talked Cathey into going with me a couple of weeks later. She loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of that season we actually would plan weekend's with another couple and head up to Canada to watch them play when they were not in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids started arriving and our hockey obsession subsided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the 1995 Mariners. Let me explain. My work keeps me on the road. In the car alone, I would listen to Mariner's baseball. When we travelled as a family they thought it was to boring. That is, until 1995 when the Mariner's won their first division championship. After that the Mariner's were welcome in our car and home on the radio and TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me started on WSU Cougars, Seahawk football. Of course, our daughter was active in her high school (Mt. Spokane) on the dance team and as a cheerleader. She also managed the Varsity baseball team. (Granted, I am sure Travis had something to do with the latter.) So we attended many high school football, basketball and baseball games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son, Alex, played soccer, basketball and baseball. I think Cathey attended the majority of any of these games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/ScZp9FOvvVI/AAAAAAAAATw/HnAt8Pj7dxY/s1600-h/147152_G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316052908254412114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/ScZp9FOvvVI/AAAAAAAAATw/HnAt8Pj7dxY/s320/147152_G.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I must say, one of her major obsessions (beside fanasty football) is Gonzaga basketball. If you don't know, Gonzaga is located here in Spokane hence it's our local team, even more so than WSU. The Zags have gone to the NCAA Tourament the last 12 seasons. Making one run to the Elite Eight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont think Cathey has missed very many televised game in years. (It was one of the things that got her through her Chemo, surgery and radiation treatments when she was diagnosed with breast cancer five years ago.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that Whitney works for Gonzaga she is elgible for two tickets for each home game.(Gonzaga has been sold out for years) Cathey and Whit have attended a couple of games each season together, as have I. Cath follows them religiously and has opinions on each players strengths and weakness's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night we found a pub here in Helena that would let us commandeer their big screen to watch Gonzaga play Western Kentucky in round 2 of the NCAA tournament. We had discovered that the "local" Helena CBS affiliate was not going to cover the Zags, but was going to show the Texas/Duke game instead. (That's just not right!!) Anyway, as the game went on, we got louder. Halfway through the second half, I think the whole bar was rooting for the Zag's. Cath was, I think the loudest and was referring to them as "her boy's".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it, but she keeps beating me in our tournament brackets!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad obsession to have....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'll start to really worry if she starts to watch the WWF, World Wrestling Federation, swears it real, and starts calling them "her boy's". In the meantime its off to the Sweet Sixteen!&lt;/div&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/379568823437509020-449694974401392490?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/449694974401392490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=449694974401392490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/449694974401392490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/449694974401392490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-should-have-seen-this-coming.html' title='I should have seen this coming'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/ScZqrTcnwJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ykamJC6p5wo/s72-c/100_1044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4586209459723933539</id><published>2009-03-15T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:07:25.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celtic Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Sb3fsWRV5pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_U-k6I_MhyY/s1600-h/l_8311dd6068018807cf156e03cfee2a49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313649088352609938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Sb3fsWRV5pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_U-k6I_MhyY/s200/l_8311dd6068018807cf156e03cfee2a49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a very conservative family and attended a Conservative Baptist Church as a kid. You know the drill, no cards, no dancing, no movies, no adult beverages, no electric guitars and NO DRUMS. Now being a kid who loved to go to school dances and was a drummer, well you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to church Sunday mornings and Sunday evenings. Oh and lets not forget the Midweek prayer service and week long evangelist services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a drummer in a band in high school that played in churches all over the state, except for my church. Those electric guitars and drums were banned, and we didn't do hymns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all of this to explain that I love attending a church that has a Celtic Sunday complete with Irish dancers and the music from the Celtic Knots. Wow, dancing in church. Even though it felt weird to me, it was very cool and a great time of worship. And, I didn't get hit by a bolt of lightning........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Sb3fc020ZiI/AAAAAAAAATI/c0Riyp4xT24/s1600-h/celtic-cross-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313648821684954658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Sb3fc020ZiI/AAAAAAAAATI/c0Riyp4xT24/s200/celtic-cross-big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Glenn gave us the background to Christianity and the Celtic way. Seems St. Patrick's used their symbols and traditions to teach them about Christianity. What a great way to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-4586209459723933539?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4586209459723933539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4586209459723933539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4586209459723933539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4586209459723933539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/03/celtic-sunday.html' title='Celtic Sunday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Sb3fsWRV5pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_U-k6I_MhyY/s72-c/l_8311dd6068018807cf156e03cfee2a49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-5746568122331369994</id><published>2009-03-10T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:44:41.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike yaconelli'/><title type='text'>A passion for youth....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SbbZsHzVzwI/AAAAAAAAATA/SqydiKnZfkE/s1600-h/mike+yaconelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SbbZsHzVzwI/AAAAAAAAATA/SqydiKnZfkE/s200/mike+yaconelli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311672162561937154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on FaceBook today when I read a quote from Chris Sloan, our youth pastor, that he was enjoying the teachings of Mark Yaconelli. I chuckled to myself, thinking he meant Mike Yaconelli. No it's his son. Mike died on a stretch of I-5 south of Medford, Oregon on Oct 30, 2003. It has taken this long for me to find out. Although, I think I now remember Chris telling me this in passing a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into youth ministry because of the ministry of Mike Yaconelli and Youth Specialties, started by him and Wayne Rice. I met him at a youth pastors conference held in Eugene in the early 70's and here in Spokane years later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had read his stuff in "The Door" and I knew we were like minded &lt;em&gt;(a tad twisted and messy, but loving God)&lt;/em&gt; He spent one on one time with me and we had prayer together asking God to bless my ministry. &lt;em&gt;(Which He has done abundantly!!) &lt;/em&gt;Mike's passion began to be my passion. My preaching and youth ministry was peppered with Mikes thoughts and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now been out of the Youth Ministry for ten years or so. I continue to harasse 5th-6th graders on Sundays, but that the extent of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of quotes from Mike I would like to share....... and yes I am bummed to remember that Mike is no longer with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm in awe of youth workers, and I think Jesus is, too. I just wish the Church felt the same.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am beginning to understand that faith is not the way around pain, it is the way through pain. Faith doesn't get rid of the opposition, it invites it over for dinner. Faith doesn't give you the winning point at the last second, it ties the game and sends you into overtime. Faith doesn't give you the solution, it forces you to find it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A youth worker in our town was recently fired because he was reaching the "wrong kind of kid." I thought the wrong kind of kid was the right kind of kid. The elders insisted that youth ministry was not about bringing in the "riff raff" off the streets but working with the kids that were already Christians. I thought we were all riff raff...... I'm beginning to believe that if those who are called into youth ministry follow the lead of the One who called them, getting fired is inevitable. Why? Because, in general, the institutional church doesn't get it. The institutional church has become hopelessly corporate, hopelessly tangled in a web of secularism. Instead of the church being the Church, it has opted instead to be a corporation.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike, I will truly miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If I were to have a heart attack right at this moment, I hope I would have just enough air in my lungs and just enough strength in me to utter one last sentence as I fell to the floor: "What a ride!" My life has been up and down, careening left then right, full of mistakes and bad decisions, and if I died right now, even though I would love to live longer, I could say from the depths of my soul, "What a ride!" &lt;br /&gt;- Mike Yaconelli&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-5746568122331369994?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/5746568122331369994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=5746568122331369994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/5746568122331369994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/5746568122331369994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/03/passion-for-youth.html' title='A passion for youth....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SbbZsHzVzwI/AAAAAAAAATA/SqydiKnZfkE/s72-c/mike+yaconelli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6453971152493745588</id><published>2009-02-17T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:03:20.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Time, couldn't have said it better myself....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SZsmCahOeAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/x4OJ5wyZP1s/s1600-h/facebook-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SZsmCahOeAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/x4OJ5wyZP1s/s200/facebook-logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303874809079166978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TECHNOCULTURE&lt;br /&gt;Why Facebook Is for Old Fogies&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Feb. 12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is five. Maybe you didn't get it in your news feed, but it was in February 2004 that Harvard student Mark Zuckerberg, along with some classmates, launched the social network that ate the world. Did he realize back then in his dorm that he was witnessing merely the larval stage of his creation? For what began with college students has found its fullest, richest expression with us, the middle-aged. Here are 10 reasons Facebook is for old fogies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Facebook is about finding people you've lost track of. And, son, we've lost track of more people than you've ever met. Remember who you went to prom with junior year? See, we don't. We've gone through multiple schools, jobs and marriages. Each one of those came with a complete cast of characters, most of whom we have forgotten existed. But Facebook never forgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We're no longer bitter about high school. You're probably still hung up on any number of petty slights, but when that person who used to call us that thing we're not going to mention here, because it really stuck, asks us to be friends on Facebook, we happily friend that person. Because we're all grown up now. We're bigger than that. Or some of us are, anyway. We're in therapy, and it's going really well. These are just broad generalizations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We never get drunk at parties and get photographed holding beer bottles in suggestive positions. We wish we still did that. But we don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Facebook isn't just a social network; it's a business network. And unlike, say, college students, we actually have jobs. What's the point of networking with people who can't hire you? Not that we'd want to work with anyone your age anyway. Given the recession — and the amount of time we spend on Facebook — a bunch of hungry, motivated young guns is the last thing we need around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We're lazy. We have jobs and children and houses and substance-abuse problems to deal with. At our age, we don't want to do anything. What we want is to hear about other people doing things and then judge them for it. Which is what news feeds are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We're old enough that pictures from grade school or summer camp look nothing like us. These days, the only way to identify us is with Facebook tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We have children. There is very little that old people enjoy more than forcing others to pay attention to pictures of their children. Facebook is the most efficient engine ever devised for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. We're too old to remember e-mail addresses. You have to understand: we have spent decades drinking diet soda out of aluminum cans. That stuff catches up with you. We can't remember friends' e-mail addresses. We can barely remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. We don't understand Twitter. Literally. It makes no sense to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. We're not cool, and we don't care. There was a time when it was cool to be on Facebook. That time has passed. Facebook now has 150 million members, and its fastest-growing demographic is 30 and up. At this point, it's way cooler not to be on Facebook. We've ruined it for good, just like we ruined Twilight and skateboarding. So git! And while you're at it, you damn kids better get off our lawn too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-6453971152493745588?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6453971152493745588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6453971152493745588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6453971152493745588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6453971152493745588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-time-couldnt-have-said-it-better.html' title='From Time, couldn&apos;t have said it better myself....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SZsmCahOeAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/x4OJ5wyZP1s/s72-c/facebook-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6858990908866225755</id><published>2009-02-08T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:11:35.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are the World's Most Wanted?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SY99a7DN2xI/AAAAAAAAASw/TtdNy3F1D9Y/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SY99a7DN2xI/AAAAAAAAASw/TtdNy3F1D9Y/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300593187919616786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy reading the Sunday newspaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not subscribe to the weekly edition anymore, so I usually read Sundays paper 'cover-to-cover'. I love the comics of course. But for me the paper is a way to get more in depth coverage of a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Included in our Sunday paper is a supplement called "Parade". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's headline story in Parade was titled "Who Are the World's Most Wanted?" Wow, a story that tells me exactly who are the worlds worst,  most nastiest criminals. Not only that, but it has their pictures and a caption under their names to tell what they are wanted for. Here are the worlds worst murderers, rapers, terrorists, embezzlers, etc. These people are really bad guys and gals.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listed amongst these evildoers was Alimzhan Tokhtakhounov from Russia. His crime that got him on this list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Indited in the U.S. for fixing pairs skating in the '02 Olympics." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I say.......What??????????????  This guy is on the Worlds most Wanted list?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-6858990908866225755?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6858990908866225755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6858990908866225755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6858990908866225755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6858990908866225755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-are-worlds-most-wanted.html' title='Who are the World&apos;s Most Wanted?'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SY99a7DN2xI/AAAAAAAAASw/TtdNy3F1D9Y/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4819190810000878897</id><published>2009-01-30T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:30:39.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good time was had by all...</title><content type='html'>Whitney took me to the Gonzaga vrs St. Mary's basketball game last night.  Two nationally ranked West Coast Conference teams playing for first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun time. Gonzaga won 69-62.  The Kennel was VERY loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the night was going to dinner with Whit.  Its always a good time when we get together.  I am a very proud dad, what can I say....  I was honored she asked me to go the the biggest game of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ZAGS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-4819190810000878897?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4819190810000878897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4819190810000878897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4819190810000878897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4819190810000878897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-time-was-had-by-all.html' title='A good time was had by all...'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-7478574697500794979</id><published>2009-01-13T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T06:26:10.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers can have sex with students..........1/13/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SW1RMe6mmSI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Z13kiMyq3mE/s1600-h/dunce.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290974412129343778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SW1RMe6mmSI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Z13kiMyq3mE/s200/dunce.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 1.1em; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; border-: 1.4em"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;NEWS ITEM: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 1.1em; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; border-: 1.4em"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 1.1em; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; border-: 1.4em"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; border-: 1.4emfont-size:1.1em;color:initial;"  &gt;SEATTLE - &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;State law does not bar teachers from having sex with 18-year-old students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; border-: 1.4emfont-size:1.1em;color:initial;"  &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That's the decision of a three-judge panel of the Washington Court of Appeals, which on Tuesday ordered the dismissal of a case brought against Hoquiam High School's former choir teacher.  The teacher, Matthew Hirschfelder, was charged with first-degree sexual misconduct with a minor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4em; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 1.1em; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4em; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 1.1em; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WHAT!!!!!  Is this an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;April Fools joke.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh no its our judges....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4em; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 1.1em; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;The teacher-student relationship is like that of boss and employee, doctor and patient, or any other individual who holds economic, legal, or pyschological power over another individual.   No matter how subtle it is, a sexual relationship in NOT APPROPRIATE.  I do not care if the student is 18.    Whether Mr Hirschfelder wants to admit it or not he had all the power in that relationship, and should have known better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4em; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 5px 2px 13px 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 1.1em; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;This means your kids are fair game at school now, to be preyed upon by teachers who can not control themselves...  This is just great.......  the great state of Washington.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-7478574697500794979?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/7478574697500794979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=7478574697500794979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7478574697500794979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7478574697500794979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/01/teachers-can-have-sex-with.html' title='Teachers can have sex with students..........1/13/2009'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SW1RMe6mmSI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Z13kiMyq3mE/s72-c/dunce.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3121193530744931152</id><published>2009-01-11T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:50:36.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Look, it's a run by fruiting!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SWoRpKGmGOI/AAAAAAAAASA/DyEAZYT0QnI/s1600-h/mrs-doubtfire-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290060111084394722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SWoRpKGmGOI/AAAAAAAAASA/DyEAZYT0QnI/s200/mrs-doubtfire-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Found an interesting email in my IN BOX the other day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seems someone decided to dress up not as themselves, but anonymously dress up as someone different. Once they were sure no one would know who they were, they hid behind the fruit bowl and flung fruit. (Oh wait, that was a scene from "Mrs. Doubtfire", one of my favorite movies) The fruit wasn't thrown at me directly, but at friends of mine. For some reason this person decided EVERYONE should know how they feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was very entertained. These types of anonymous "venting" have no effect on me, other than to laugh. Someone who hides behind "the curtain" (Oh wait, that was a scene from "The Wizard of OZ", another one of my favorite movies) gets no cred with me. And if you're a &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SWodeQOHdaI/AAAAAAAAASI/q2rphxTuV_U/s1600-h/mrsdoubtfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290073117887526306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SWodeQOHdaI/AAAAAAAAASI/q2rphxTuV_U/s200/mrsdoubtfire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christian it even isn't Scriptural. (Oh wait, that is a verse in the Bible, my favorite book.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you may or may not know, I umpire baseball. I have done high school, college, legion, etc. over the last 28 years. During our pregame conference with the coaches, I encourage them, if they have a question, to call time out and come out and ask. A coach who chips from the dugout anonymously gets no respect and is shutdown real fast. But, a coach that comes out to argue a call respectfully usually gets to see the last inning. These "discussions' usually deal with a 'point-of-view'. They have one and I have one ......... (Oh wait, I'm a little off topic, but baseball is one of my favorite sports ...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I knew who you were I'd say all of this directly to you, respectfully of course. An exchange of ideas so to speak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I can't, I'll just ignore it, other than the entertainment value.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-3121193530744931152?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3121193530744931152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3121193530744931152&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3121193530744931152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3121193530744931152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-its-run-by-fruiting.html' title='&quot;Look, it&apos;s a run by fruiting!&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SWoRpKGmGOI/AAAAAAAAASA/DyEAZYT0QnI/s72-c/mrs-doubtfire-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3104443360109145974</id><published>2009-01-09T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T06:49:06.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new career opportunity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; line-height: 145%; "&gt;In the news......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; line-height: 145%; "&gt;SYDNEY (AFP) – &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229079033_0"&gt;Sarcasm&lt;/span&gt; may be the lowest form of wit, but Australian scientists are using it to diagnose dementia, according to research published on Friday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; line-height: 145%; "&gt;Researchers at the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229079033_1" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;University of New South Wales&lt;/span&gt; found that patients under the age of 65 suffering from frontotemporal dementia (FTD), the second most common form of dementia, cannot detect when someone is being sarcastic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; line-height: 145%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I can see it now...  get your degree as a Doctor of Sarcasm Therapy Analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-3104443360109145974?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3104443360109145974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3104443360109145974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3104443360109145974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3104443360109145974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-career-opportunity.html' title='A new career opportunity'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-939926309849305803</id><published>2009-01-07T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:49:51.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinook-Let the melting begin (For a couple of days!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;h1   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A chinook usually occurs along  the eastern slopes of the Rockies, the Chinook wind provides a welcome respite from the long winter chill. Few people spend very much time along the eastern slopes without experiencing these wonderful warm winds. The change can be dramatic. On Jan. 11, 1983, the temperature in Calgary rose 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;font-family:Symbol;"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;C (from –17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;font-family:Symbol;"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;C to 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;font-family:Symbol;"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;C) in 4 hours, and on February 7, 1964, the temperature rose 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;font-family:Symbol;"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;C (51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;font-family:Symbol;"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;font-family:Symbol;"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;), and the humidity dropped by 43 percent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:14px;"&gt;We are not experiencing quite these temperature changes, but it is in the 40's today and is expected to climb higher tomorrow when our rain gets here.  It is a welcome respite.  In fact my mood is much better, my skin clearer, my jump higher........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:14px;"&gt;How about you?  Feeling like a kid today??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-939926309849305803?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/939926309849305803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41b2bda3148b8f18%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330425357%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D191501F7C0F7F3EC9A4A4754DB99DA9621D2C136.72FD8A42EC3FC7015153707DEEB1D588947E107F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41b2bda3148b8f18%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoldAQPNk-a-BkkMB0TzAvbT7VzM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little experiment for NEXT Christmas.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we find the true meaning of Christmas in a Northern town????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-3988446953974250514?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5284f74e0505265d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/8361663400376741484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=8361663400376741484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8361663400376741484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8361663400376741484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-2009-video.html' title='Winter 2009 video...'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-96480385843675286</id><published>2008-12-31T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:50:24.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year in our new home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuhBTFR9zI/AAAAAAAAARw/CVRGFOz6D3w/s1600-h/Igloo-inside_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285995631323772722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuhBTFR9zI/AAAAAAAAARw/CVRGFOz6D3w/s320/Igloo-inside_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuhBG0xlnI/AAAAAAAAARo/M052uDA0c8Q/s1600-h/igloo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285995628033316466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuhBG0xlnI/AAAAAAAAARo/M052uDA0c8Q/s320/igloo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuejTsNGNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ETtfYLz5cds/s1600-h/252-814-New_Year_Times_Square_3__standalone_prod_affiliate_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992917067700434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuejTsNGNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ETtfYLz5cds/s320/252-814-New_Year_Times_Square_3__standalone_prod_affiliate_25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;New Years Eve will be celebrated in our new home. We've always wanted to build our own home on, now we can.   No shortage of building materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuej2ordzI/AAAAAAAAARg/gu8gERzhKpY/s1600-h/rose+parade.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 110px; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992926448154418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuej2ordzI/AAAAAAAAARg/gu8gERzhKpY/s320/rose+parade.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuejkBBqwI/AAAAAAAAARY/Y-KBsbsUiRM/s1600-h/Rose%2520Parade%25202005%2520RI%2520Float%2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992921449999106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuejkBBqwI/AAAAAAAAARY/Y-KBsbsUiRM/s320/Rose%2520Parade%25202005%2520RI%2520Float%2520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy New Year !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/379568823437509020-96480385843675286?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/96480385843675286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=96480385843675286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/96480385843675286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/96480385843675286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-in-our-new-home.html' title='Happy New Year in our new home!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVuhBTFR9zI/AAAAAAAAARw/CVRGFOz6D3w/s72-c/Igloo-inside_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4214295556739316089</id><published>2008-12-29T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:09:26.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To much snow for the Snowman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVkCimwzpvI/AAAAAAAAARA/lGSq_AJrwh0/s1600-h/100_2730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258431240054514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVkCimwzpvI/AAAAAAAAARA/lGSq_AJrwh0/s320/100_2730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday found me and Travis on our roof instead of being in church. The snowman told me there was way too much snow for him.... We also had tempuratures above freezing for the first time in a couple of weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this snow, around 50 inches, is creating an ice dam on the edge of the roof. If you let it buildup, water will force itself under your shingle. This can cause water damage inside your home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most winters this is never a problem, not this year. Also, it rained all night and made the snow that was up t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVkDM8hURPI/AAAAAAAAARI/chFfHAoxlMs/s1600-h/100_2732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285259158635169010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVkDM8hURPI/AAAAAAAAARI/chFfHAoxlMs/s320/100_2732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here extra heavy, adding weight on the roof. Roofs have been collapsing all over town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tossing all that snow off the roof, we can now just jump off the roof. I don't think the snow berms around the house will melt until August.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just looked out the window, its snowing again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/379568823437509020-4214295556739316089?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4214295556739316089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4214295556739316089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4214295556739316089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4214295556739316089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-much-snow-for-snowman.html' title='To much snow for the Snowman...'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVkCimwzpvI/AAAAAAAAARA/lGSq_AJrwh0/s72-c/100_2730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-2661202367035003613</id><published>2008-12-27T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:10:55.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dog life for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cathey&lt;/span&gt;, Whitney, Travis and myself, decided to get out yesterday for a while before the new snow storm comes in. We agreed to take in one of the movies that came out on Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Marley &amp;amp; Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Life and Love with the world's worst dog.) A true story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVZTEH1nEHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WXi5YCjTKBs/s1600-h/196623158_35204fa258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284502543054344306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVZTEH1nEHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WXi5YCjTKBs/s320/196623158_35204fa258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I admit am a dog person. Cat's don't do it for me, other than make me sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father raised and trained labs, so we always had dogs around. One of my early childhood memories is hanging out with Butch when I was was three. For my dad, it meant added income and a hunting dog, but for me it was extended family. Our labs were never allowed in the house so I would go out and release them to play. I cannot remember a time when a dog wasn't in my life. My wife is a dog person (Except for the hair...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was great. I laughed, I cried. (Deb, don't let Bob see this movie with out plenty of tissues.......) The way they showed "on going time" was handle very well. Jennifer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aniston&lt;/span&gt; and Owen Wilson had good chemistry as husband and wife. If your not a dog person you will still like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say it ends........ sorry, don't want to spoil it. If you have young kids who are into dogs, you may not want them to see it without parental preparation! If you have a dog at home you will give them a hug when you get home.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention its snowing again............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-2661202367035003613?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/2661202367035003613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=2661202367035003613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2661202367035003613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2661202367035003613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/dog-life-for-me.html' title='A dog life for me'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SVZTEH1nEHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WXi5YCjTKBs/s72-c/196623158_35204fa258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-2441786193259277509</id><published>2008-12-21T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:08:55.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found it!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SU4xBbJ9JOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/D7PtVY_vOIs/s1600-h/6a00d8341c66b253ef00e55097a0f78834-640wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282213313491313890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SU4xBbJ9JOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/D7PtVY_vOIs/s320/6a00d8341c66b253ef00e55097a0f78834-640wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW, I can still remember the first time as a child I heard the statement: "No two snowflakes are ever a like." For years I have tried to find the flakes that disprove this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, yesterday I found it. A flake that was EXACTLY like a flake I found in 1956. I think a Nobel Prize is in order......or at least a government grant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, back to shoveling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of flakes, in case you missed it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As animal hoarding goes, the 30 seized from Darlene Gardner's double-wide trailer home in Kootenai County, Idaho, last year weren't particularly noteworthy, even though two of them, deer, were living inside, each in its own bedroom. Authorities released the deer and other healthy animals into the wild and euthanized the rest, and Gardner's husband pleaded guilty to one animal cruelty charge. However, in November, Darlene filed a $2 million federal lawsuit against the county's "jack-booted thugs" who, acting without a search warrant, she said, had "killed my babies," referring to the animals that "were my life and my family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/379568823437509020-2441786193259277509?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/2441786193259277509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=2441786193259277509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2441786193259277509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2441786193259277509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-found-it.html' title='I found it!!!!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SU4xBbJ9JOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/D7PtVY_vOIs/s72-c/6a00d8341c66b253ef00e55097a0f78834-640wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-1624814116912222846</id><published>2008-12-19T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:17:06.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW 24/7 TV coverage.......</title><content type='html'>If I see one more Spokane TV newsreporter stick a yardstick in a snowbank I think I'll scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of snow, we know that..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, cabin fever after one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started about the reporters using SKYPE as they drive around town shoving those yardsticks in snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-1624814116912222846?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/1624814116912222846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=1624814116912222846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1624814116912222846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1624814116912222846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-snow-and-more-snow.html' title='SNOW 24/7 TV coverage.......'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-5244292258880832692</id><published>2008-12-18T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:55:25.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in the mood for love........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUqz7J9O6pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/APy-WTT6bfQ/s1600-h/20081217-flame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281231341911730834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUqz7J9O6pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/APy-WTT6bfQ/s320/20081217-flame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(26,26,26); LINE-HEIGHT: 18pxfont-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;From the same company that gave us the "Burger Virgin" commercial comes this:  (BTW, it is sold out....)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(26,26,26); LINE-HEIGHT: 18pxfont-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just in time for &lt;strike&gt;your mom&lt;/strike&gt; Santa to toss this in your Christmas stocking, Burger King has released a limited-edition men's body spray that evokes the smell of freshly broiled Whoppers. But isn't this what they spray on the burgers already for authenticity? No! According to a press release, "The King is setting hearts ablaze for the holidays with his new scent of choice. FLAME™, a new men's body spray by Burger King Corp., features the scent of seduction with the hint of flame-broiled meat. Because nothing's more romantic than the scent of mass-produced beef patties...except maybe &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(26,26,26); TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.firemeetsdesire.com/"&gt;the sultry FLAME™ website&lt;/a&gt;, which is really putting us in the &lt;em&gt;mood&lt;/em&gt; (for salad)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/379568823437509020-5244292258880832692?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/5244292258880832692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=5244292258880832692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/5244292258880832692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/5244292258880832692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-in-mood-for-love.html' title='I&apos;m in the mood for love........'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUqz7J9O6pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/APy-WTT6bfQ/s72-c/20081217-flame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-2811441043006664079</id><published>2008-12-18T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:01:59.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>It started innocently enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_0sYynqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/l7BWQJa3_Hk/s1600-h/100_2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281174056290393762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_0sYynqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/l7BWQJa3_Hk/s320/100_2680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few inches......  HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_1Dmt8dI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BKlWfyG-Ojk/s1600-h/100_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281174062522823122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_1Dmt8dI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BKlWfyG-Ojk/s320/100_2683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_2MIEbzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LBODsobgU8o/s1600-h/100_2687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281174081990061874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_2MIEbzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LBODsobgU8o/s320/100_2687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning (12/18/08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_1h0e3SI/AAAAAAAAAPY/y2vSYHStZnU/s1600-h/100_2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281174070633618722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_1h0e3SI/AAAAAAAAAPY/y2vSYHStZnU/s320/100_2691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_21Ivf6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/LLMYj5tMLLc/s1600-h/100_2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281174092998737826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_21Ivf6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/LLMYj5tMLLc/s320/100_2692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-2811441043006664079?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/2811441043006664079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=2811441043006664079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2811441043006664079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2811441043006664079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-started-innocently-enough.html' title='It started innocently enough...'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUp_0sYynqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/l7BWQJa3_Hk/s72-c/100_2680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-8857097584440167363</id><published>2008-12-17T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:58:13.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I blame Pastor Glenn for this.....</title><content type='html'>Here are words I thought I'd never every say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am blaming our pastor for waking up this morning with the hip hop tune "Riding Dirty" going though my mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now granted, yesterday I was under general anestheia and had my heart shocked, so maybe we could blame it on that.  Nooooo......  Read Pastor Glenns December 13th post and watch the video.  VERY very FUNNY.......  Also, leave him a comment, he's donating canned food for comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding dirty.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-8857097584440167363?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/8857097584440167363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=8857097584440167363&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8857097584440167363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8857097584440167363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-blame-pastor-glenn-for-this.html' title='I blame Pastor Glenn for this.....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4733231710856053017</id><published>2008-12-15T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:52:43.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Music..... one drummers opinion....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love the Christmas season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tree, the lights, the decorations, the gatherings, the music and the reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand Jesus wasn't born on December 25th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand the early church incorporated pagan ideas and celebrations to attract those outside the church to Christianity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's Church is still doing that in a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The church I grew up in banned the use of electric guitars and any type of drums in the church worship. &lt;em&gt;(Lets not even talk about interpretive dance..... )&lt;/em&gt; The use of these instruments in worship??? No way. We sang from the hymn book, verses 1,2 &amp;amp; 4. I remember the Sunday night hymn singing services. I started leading music as a teenager on these evenings. Having a young person lead music brought some raised eyebrows, but thats another story......... I still enjoy the old hymns, but I think my worship is enhanced by the newer worship music. &lt;em&gt;(BTW, the last time I visited this church, there was a full drum set being used in worship.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mention all of this as I reflect on yesterdays worship service at Timberview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the Christmas carols as a worshipper, but as a drummer/percussionist, not so much. Its hard to really drum to most traditional Christmas music as its usually played. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not yesterday...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280061630664583202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUaME__uqCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/El9OjTz07Pc/s320/TerryBozziosDrums300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worship team always says its not about the performance and it isn't. Speaking for myself, its a gift to those who are worshipping and to the Lord. Performing is the gift. Its a joy and a privilege, as a marginal musician, to play with such a talented group. For me, when I play, its just as much worshiping as singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, speaking for myself, I think we who attend Timberview are very blessed to have leadership that is willing to use "modern" worship music along with incorporating dance, drama and video to enhance the message God gives to Pastor Glenn each week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/379568823437509020-4733231710856053017?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4733231710856053017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4733231710856053017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4733231710856053017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4733231710856053017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-music-one-drummers-opinion.html' title='Christmas Music..... one drummers opinion....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUaME__uqCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/El9OjTz07Pc/s72-c/TerryBozziosDrums300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6518300929157691679</id><published>2008-12-12T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:57:01.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas gifts  ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUKRIQUqewI/AAAAAAAAAOw/uqiaDUVMYHE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278941284238260994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUKRIQUqewI/AAAAAAAAAOw/uqiaDUVMYHE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the 5 month long Christmas shopping season, (Of course, isn't that what Christmas is all about!!) one hears many ads for things that should be on our Christmas gift wish list. Electronics, clothing, jewelry, toys, hair removal, books, Starbucks...... ???? Hair removal???? I just heard an ad for the Christmas gift of laser hair removal. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This brings so many questions to mind..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you receive this gift, is there a hidden message behind it? Is the gift for you or for them? Was there nothing else on their wish list?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUKRX7bgqfI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9eVojd9zG2A/s1600-h/hairy-nascar-fan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278941553507740146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUKRX7bgqfI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9eVojd9zG2A/s320/hairy-nascar-fan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granted, I didn't get the memo that stated that the hairless male was perfered over those of us with way to much hair. So how much hair removal does this gift cover? For some of us, this would be the first of many hair removal gifts........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I have to figure out how to wrap this for Cathey.........&lt;/em&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/379568823437509020-6518300929157691679?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6518300929157691679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6518300929157691679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6518300929157691679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6518300929157691679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-gifts.html' title='Christmas gifts  ????'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUKRIQUqewI/AAAAAAAAAOw/uqiaDUVMYHE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6107662777099572665</id><published>2008-12-11T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:34:52.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter storm alert....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUF3Tu0EyOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8nogxfTdFNY/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278631419122600162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUF3Tu0EyOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8nogxfTdFNY/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUF1ayHwpSI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0t57tYPfaLY/s1600-h/SnowDigging.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thirty-one years ago when I moved to Spokane, I loved the whole snow thing. I grew up in the Willamette Valley where we had very little snow.   But now, not so much.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I like the four seasons we have here in Spokane. But, I must say we usually have a short spring that lasts 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUF1bLlo-vI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Zl8bX-kyBrI/s1600-h/080110_Spokane_snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278629348082514674" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUF1bLlo-vI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Zl8bX-kyBrI/s320/080110_Spokane_snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, here comes the first storm alert of the season. The weather dude is calling for up to 8 inches of snow by Sunday morning. I hope he's wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Maybe I need a winter hobby that includes snow ...............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-6107662777099572665?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6107662777099572665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6107662777099572665&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6107662777099572665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6107662777099572665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-storm-alert.html' title='Winter storm alert....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUF3Tu0EyOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8nogxfTdFNY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-7160787131375511225</id><published>2008-11-26T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:06:36.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272978790262247714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SS1iRbXAESI/AAAAAAAAANw/QqRHKcFb-FY/s200/Thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well, we are on our way to see my "other brother" and his family. I volunteered to cook Thanksgiving dinner for about 18 people. Should be fun!! We all love spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm told by Travis that I am in for a few new experiences on Friday morning.......... YIKES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of explanation: My "other brother" is Bob Schmid, a close friend I met at Northwest Christian University. In college, we put together a comedy act called the Osterburr Brothers &lt;em&gt;(Named after an church elder, at McKenzie Bridg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SS1ih0hENiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BF2AxPF09Vs/s1600-h/smother.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272979071893255714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SS1ih0hENiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BF2AxPF09Vs/s200/smother.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;e Christian Church, where I served as Youth Pastor)&lt;/em&gt; based on the Smothers Brothers. The Osterburr Brothers performed at Parent, Orientation, and college visit weekends at school. After graduation we continued performing at youth rallies. We once even performed at a national neonatal nurses convention. Ahhh... flashbacks from the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SS1kLEQZH8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/SNl85fkcDPI/s1600-h/smothers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272980880004554690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SS1kLEQZH8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/SNl85fkcDPI/s200/smothers2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;Hope you all have a great Thanksgiving and watch out for flying elbows.......! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have so much to give thanks for. God is good!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/379568823437509020-7160787131375511225?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/7160787131375511225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=7160787131375511225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7160787131375511225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7160787131375511225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Have a Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SS1iRbXAESI/AAAAAAAAANw/QqRHKcFb-FY/s72-c/Thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4953348271550228097</id><published>2008-11-24T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:27:31.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing with dogs......'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SSrHxt2XHoI/AAAAAAAAANI/ACqiKBd4Svw/s1600-h/lcrspe081123.gif.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SSrHxt2XHoI/AAAAAAAAANI/ACqiKBd4Svw/s200/lcrspe081123.gif.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272245970725707394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-4953348271550228097?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4953348271550228097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4953348271550228097&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4953348271550228097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4953348271550228097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SSrHxt2XHoI/AAAAAAAAANI/ACqiKBd4Svw/s72-c/lcrspe081123.gif.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-338968774124934408</id><published>2008-11-22T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:58:57.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cougars win!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SSicpCRpS8I/AAAAAAAAANA/b57J855JkzE/s1600-h/621Washington_Washington_St_Football_WATW110_536498022112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SSicpCRpS8I/AAAAAAAAANA/b57J855JkzE/s200/621Washington_Washington_St_Football_WATW110_536498022112008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271635592636615618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with the Huskies being such favorite to win this game.  The double overtime win was great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cougs still were the worst team in Pac 10 history, but this makes it a little easier to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-338968774124934408?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/338968774124934408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=338968774124934408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/338968774124934408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/338968774124934408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/cougars-win.html' title='Cougars win!!!!!!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SSicpCRpS8I/AAAAAAAAANA/b57J855JkzE/s72-c/621Washington_Washington_St_Football_WATW110_536498022112008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-390043480852057928</id><published>2008-11-19T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:46:36.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonestown</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, November 18th, was the 30th anniversary of the "Jonestown Mass Suicide".  I had forgotten just how horrible this was until I went back and read an article on Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/jonestown).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when this happened thinking, how can this many people be so gullible.   Their leader, Jim Jones, is referred to as a "Christian Pastor" in some of the articles.  Wow, not sure which Bible he was reading...  He encouraged all of the members of his 'church' to drink a strychnine laced grape Koolaid.  The death toll was over 900.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed over the years that the term to "Drink the KoolAid", has taken on new meaning,  ie. to get "on board" with the program.  Last year, at our national sales meeting, our leadership told us that we needed to "Drink the Koolaid".  This was their way to encourage us to get on board, to sellout, for something they felt was very important.  I wrote a letter to that speaker and mentioned that for me, the remark was very offensive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the phrase "to drink the Koolaid" means to blindly following and not asking any questions.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some folks would say that the Christian walk is just that, "Drinking the Koolaid" so to speak.  Others, might point out that this past Presidential election and the candidate you voted for might be a form of "Drinking the Koolaid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think before you drink.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-390043480852057928?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/390043480852057928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=390043480852057928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/390043480852057928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/390043480852057928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/jonestown.html' title='Jonestown'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6248023424437975267</id><published>2008-11-14T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:00:21.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life list (Idea from Pastor Glenn)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having just watched the "Bucket List", Pastor Glenns blog today caught my attention.  It is a list of  "99 things to do in a Lifetime" that he got from his daughter.  It was fun to figure out what I have "done" on this list!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="COLOR: rgb(33,86,112); LINE-HEIGHT: 20pxfont-family:Trebuchet;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. Started your own blog-done&lt;br /&gt;2. Slept under the stars-done&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band - done many times...&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii- done&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower-done&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity- done&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland/world - done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Climbed a mountain - done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;9. Held a praying mantis- done&lt;br /&gt;10. Sang a solo - done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped  - have no plan of doing....&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child - done that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;16. Had food poisoning - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;22. Hitch hiked - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill - done that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;24. Built a snow fort - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;25. Held a lamb - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping - yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse - done this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset  - done both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run - done that&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;35. Seen an Amish community - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied - done this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight - done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted - done this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing- done this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling- done this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;52. Kissed in the rain - done this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;53. Played in the mud- yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater- yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business - yep&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;62. Gone whale watching - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Gotten flowers for no reason (Given them though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;67. Bounced a check - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy -yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;73. Stood in Times Square- yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job - yes&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle (In crazy traffic in Taiwan!) - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;82. Bought a brand new car - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;85. Read the entire Bible - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;86. Visited the White House (Sang there) - yes (outside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;88. Had chickenpox - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life - yes&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;91. Met someone famous - (Mark Rypien) - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;92. Joined a book club - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;93. Lost a loved one - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;94. Had a baby (My wife helped) - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit -yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;98. Owned a cell phone - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;99. Been stung by a bee - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/379568823437509020-6248023424437975267?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6248023424437975267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6248023424437975267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6248023424437975267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6248023424437975267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-list-idea-from-pastor-glenn.html' title='Life list (Idea from Pastor Glenn)'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6226689356119723101</id><published>2008-11-09T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T07:45:31.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew it.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRr5X2zgbTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Hc6eoTsOe9w/s1600-h/dirty-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRr5X2zgbTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Hc6eoTsOe9w/s200/dirty-hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267796902407073074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummm... a whole world on our hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the gender that considers itself the more fastidious (and has the studies to back up the claim), women might be chagrined to learn that they harbor more varieties of germs on their hands than men do.  Women's hands have more germ varieties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we all – male and female – have whole worlds on our hands, and they're more diverse than anyone suspected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a study published online last week in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Science, researchers at the University of Colorado, Boulder, swabbed 102 human palms and found more than 4,700 species of bacteria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-6226689356119723101?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6226689356119723101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6226689356119723101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6226689356119723101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6226689356119723101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-knew-it.html' title='I knew it.....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRr5X2zgbTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Hc6eoTsOe9w/s72-c/dirty-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-8105634191928486383</id><published>2008-11-09T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:00:12.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pleasant day indeed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRd5VjPAdmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tUS9yAwdtrM/s1600-h/morning_fog_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRd5VjPAdmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tUS9yAwdtrM/s200/morning_fog_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266811700375484002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today its cold, wet, foggy and rainy outside.  Reminds me of growing up in Eugene.  This time of year dense fog would roll in for days on end.  Certain days when I'd walk to school, (15 miles and up hill both ways!!) you could feel very alone in the fog.  I understand where the term, 'in a fog" means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays are one of my favorite days of the week this time of year.  Saturdays I usually referee at least 3 AAU basketball games.  Last weekend it was ten.....  Sunday is a day to kick back a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I still have the joy of teaching 5th and 6th grade Sunday School.  I am still a firm believer that the church (Not just ours, but the church in general) does not give as much value to the Jr High age group as they do to the Sr High.  To me, Jr High is the time you have the greatest impact on young people.  When I was a Youth Pastor, the cornerstone of my ministry was the Jr High age group, if it was solid, your Senior High group would also be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun to spend the afternoon with family, enjoying football and conversation.  Whitney, Travis and the grand puppies (training grand kids) are here spending the afternoon.  Whitney and Cath are doing their casserole cooking marathon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-8105634191928486383?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/8105634191928486383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=8105634191928486383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8105634191928486383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8105634191928486383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/pleasant-day-indeed.html' title='A pleasant day indeed...'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRd5VjPAdmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tUS9yAwdtrM/s72-c/morning_fog_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4540654959937072880</id><published>2008-11-04T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:28:00.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on freebies for voting......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is why I voted today!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My apologies to Pastor Teal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starbucks is offering a free cup of coffee to anyone who reports.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Krispy Kreme Doughnuts is giving away star-shaped doughnuts, with red and blue sprinkles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice cream maker Ben and Jerry's is offering a free scoop to anyone as part of a celebration of the election.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicago-based Eli's Cheesecake is giving voters a free slice of the dessert at the company's main store. Those who don't live in the Chicago area can get an election-related cheesecake deal online.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And....... adult toy store Toys In Babeland offered a free choice between two products for people who visit one of the chains stores in Seattle or New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the giveaways don't require any proof of voting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-4540654959937072880?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4540654959937072880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4540654959937072880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4540654959937072880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4540654959937072880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-freebies-for-voting.html' title='Update on freebies for voting......'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-9103226737408339982</id><published>2008-11-04T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:12:44.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly feet could be art!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRDVGwYltNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qjX3Ny-1u_Y/s1600-h/4590_13761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRDVGwYltNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qjX3Ny-1u_Y/s200/4590_13761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264942276440077522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="Dateline"&gt;ANTWERP, Belgium  -- &lt;/b&gt;One man's/woman's stink is another man's major art project. A piece by Belgian conceptual artist Jan Fabre at the Antwerp's MuHKA contemporary art museum is challenging the nose as well as the eyes. The installation "Spring is on its way" consists of onions and potatoes hung from the ceiling in condoms. And the vegetables are, well, spoiling.    "It smells of onions, but I would not call it a stink."  Eight years ago, Fabre covered some university pillars in Ghent in ham. Sure enough, after a while, the complaints came. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fabre always says that art must be a bit smelly&lt;/span&gt;," said Weyts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that Travis is an artist............   ?  (I know I'll pay for this later.....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-9103226737408339982?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/9103226737408339982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=9103226737408339982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/9103226737408339982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/9103226737408339982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/smelly-feet-could-be-art.html' title='Smelly feet could be art!!!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SRDVGwYltNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qjX3Ny-1u_Y/s72-c/4590_13761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-2787451332133675526</id><published>2008-11-03T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:02:26.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnacy'/><title type='text'>Duhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="inside-copy"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="inside-head"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Study is first to link TV sex to teen parenthood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="inside-head"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="inside-head"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Could the amount of sex teens see on TV predict whether they'll become a teen mother or father? A study in today's &lt;i&gt;Pediatrics&lt;/i&gt; says it's a distinct possibility.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;The study is the first to draw a direct link between sexual content on TV and the likelihood that teens who watch it will become parents. Researchers examined survey data from about 2,000 teens. They plucked out 23 popular shows and asked how much teens watched each. They coded the replies to established indicators of sexual content for each show — everything from nudge-nudge jokes on network sitcoms to full-blown intercourse on steamy cable dramas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What they found:&lt;/span&gt; By age 16, teens who watched a lot of sexually charged TV were more than twice as likely to be pregnant or father an out-of-wedlock baby as teens who watched very little: 12% vs. 5%. The gap holds steady through age 20. Researchers controlled for parents' race, income and education and teens' total TV time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-2787451332133675526?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/2787451332133675526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=2787451332133675526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2787451332133675526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2787451332133675526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/11/duhhh.html' title='Duhhh'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3114590787060889073</id><published>2008-10-31T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:52:36.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>As you vote remember........</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:13;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:13;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You cannot help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;the poor, by destroying the rich.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot strengthen the weak, by weakening the strong.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot bring about prosperity, by discouraging thrift.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot lift the wage earner up, by pulling the wage payer down.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot further the brotherhood of man, by inciting class hatred.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot build character and courage, by taking away a mans initiative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt; and independence.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot help men permanently, by doing for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;what they could and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;should, do for themselves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you recognize the author? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial Narrow';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial Narrow';"&gt;Very, very wise words, and we&lt;span class="EC_ecapple-converted-space"&gt; still &lt;/span&gt;don't get it&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/379568823437509020-3114590787060889073?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3114590787060889073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3114590787060889073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3114590787060889073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3114590787060889073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-you-vote-remember.html' title='As you vote remember........'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3084951492242838689</id><published>2008-10-31T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:25:46.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><title type='text'>Max &amp; Moo and Us two...</title><content type='html'>If you have read Cathey's blog, you know we were in Maryland this past week visiting Ben, Lauren and their kids, Max and Moo (Madeline).  It was a great visit!  I loved being awoke each morning as Moo jumped on our bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQtDTx80e5I/AAAAAAAAALo/RKdA2VzNl4Y/s1600-h/100_2678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQtDTx80e5I/AAAAAAAAALo/RKdA2VzNl4Y/s320/100_2678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374596617567122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQtNiyqe1YI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tKI6Hr738MY/s1600-h/chickfilacow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQtNiyqe1YI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tKI6Hr738MY/s200/chickfilacow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263385849623401858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many firsts on this trip, I ate "Biscuits and Gravy", had a sandwich at "Chick fil a", ate lunch at "Pot Belly", had BBQ at "Famous Dave's"..... do you see a pattern here....  and gained 5 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing about this visit that will stay with me, besides the trip to our Nations capitol, is our time with the kids Max and Moo.  Moo just turned 4 and Max is 2.  They are a kick!  I was a little apprehensive at first with Max.  He is autistic.  Before the visit, I knew very little about autism.  I now have greater admiration for Ben and Lauren, and what they do as parents.   They have their hands full.  Max does not communicate like we do.  He has his own language and any new word he learns is a huge step for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQtCxP5toDI/AAAAAAAAALg/RyhtotiZh6U/s1600-h/100_2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQtCxP5toDI/AAAAAAAAALg/RyhtotiZh6U/s320/100_2666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374003362177074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-3084951492242838689?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3084951492242838689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3084951492242838689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3084951492242838689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3084951492242838689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/max-moo-and-us-two.html' title='Max &amp; Moo and Us two...'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQtDTx80e5I/AAAAAAAAALo/RKdA2VzNl4Y/s72-c/100_2678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-9032258415305440662</id><published>2008-10-30T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:48:49.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phillies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bowa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eugene Emeralds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world series'/><title type='text'>Phillies win the World Series....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQnFzxCtunI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tnUKZiPVGzQ/s1600-h/25611802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQnFzxCtunI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tnUKZiPVGzQ/s400/25611802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262955132687858290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philadelphia Phillies won the World Series, defeating the Tampa Bay Rays in Game 5 at Philadelphia's Citizens Bank Park. It was the first suspended game ever played in World Series history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rain delay in the middle of the sixth inning on Monday night, the game was completed two days later, a three-and-a-half-inning sprint with everything on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first "professional" baseball game I ever went to as a kid was the Eugene Emeralds, who were at the time a farm club of the Phillies.  Larry Bowa was on that team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember your "first"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I would like to point out the Phillies play OUTDOORS, as God intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQnExp7PNvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IQJjWMJ4QH4/s1600-h/ws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQnExp7PNvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IQJjWMJ4QH4/s320/ws.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262953996906084082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-9032258415305440662?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/9032258415305440662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=9032258415305440662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/9032258415305440662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/9032258415305440662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/phillies-win-world-series.html' title='Phillies win the World Series....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQnFzxCtunI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tnUKZiPVGzQ/s72-c/25611802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-5020371854311045432</id><published>2008-10-26T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:09:50.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vietnam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lincoln'/><title type='text'>"Mr. Cone Goes to Washington...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQTK2zV7eAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zDKhCxWq8sI/s1600-h/korean-war-memorial-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261553307519514626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 241px; height: 172px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQTK2zV7eAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zDKhCxWq8sI/s400/korean-war-memorial-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQTIPUEbCdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/SRH5dfvtVKU/s1600-h/washington-monument-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261550430086433234" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 222px; height: 295px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQTIPUEbCdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/SRH5dfvtVKU/s400/washington-monument-picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQTIIBp9rEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fIB6IjCkI1Q/s1600-h/world-war-ii-memorial-pic-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261550304884534338" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 327px; height: 198px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQTIIBp9rEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fIB6IjCkI1Q/s400/world-war-ii-memorial-pic-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to church and then spent the afternoon in Washington DC at the Mall. It is a place I have wanted to visit all my life, and here I am.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say it is very humbling to stand at each of the memorials. I was surprised at how big they are in real life. To stand on the steps where Martin Luther King gave his "I have a Dream" speech, let me speechless. When I was a kid, I can remember watching his speech live in black and white. I was moved then to hear it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was surprised at how I reacted to the Vietnam Memorial. As a high school student growing up in Eugene, I protested the war at the University of Oregon (or as I call it now the Berkley of the Northwest). I hated the war because we were not there to win. It was VERY sobering to see all of the names on the wall. Solders who gave their life for what???? Such a waste. Standing there brought me to tears.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Korean Memorial was very cool. It looked like a unit on patrol coming out of the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/379568823437509020-5020371854311045432?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/5020371854311045432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=5020371854311045432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/5020371854311045432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/5020371854311045432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/mr-cone-goes-to-washington.html' title='&quot;Mr. Cone Goes to Washington....&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQTK2zV7eAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zDKhCxWq8sI/s72-c/korean-war-memorial-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-8045185083124940596</id><published>2008-10-23T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:18:29.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprinkler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice'/><title type='text'>Oops....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQD2zM9vUTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EXB951cM4EM/s1600-h/100_2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQD2fiaqV6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/LMIaMOHtSVo/s1600-h/100_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260475386443749282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQD2fiaqV6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/LMIaMOHtSVo/s400/100_2560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQD2fBdYllI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bgH6T-DGvVA/s1600-h/100_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260475377596798546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQD2fBdYllI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bgH6T-DGvVA/s400/100_2558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left the sprinkler on last night..........&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/379568823437509020-8045185083124940596?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/8045185083124940596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=8045185083124940596&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8045185083124940596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8045185083124940596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/oops.html' title='Oops....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SQD2fiaqV6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/LMIaMOHtSVo/s72-c/100_2560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4112439604233296620</id><published>2008-10-23T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:30:49.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob West'/><title type='text'>High School sports and life......</title><content type='html'>Being a high school sports &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt;, I followed this story as it went through the courts, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High schools sports DO shape an individual. Depending on how he/she handles adversity may be an indicator on how they handle life.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FboxVMDNKWg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FboxVMDNKWg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A former &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; High School wrestler who made headlines for head-butting a referee in 1996 pleaded guilty Wednesday in Spokane Superior Court to felony domestic violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hilderbrandt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 30, attacked his wife in April and later tried to intimidate her in a phone call from Spokane County Jail. Judge Sam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cozza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sentenced him to 27 months in prison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When he was 17, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hilderbrandt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was convicted of fourth-degree felony assault for knocking official Bob West unconscious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hilderbrandt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had just lost a wrestling match and was confronting his opponent when West tried to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;diffuse&lt;/span&gt; the situation, newspaper reports say. After being head-butted, West fell to the floor and remained unconscious for a short time. A video tape of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt; was widely broadcast, and West unsuccessfully sued the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Colville&lt;/span&gt; School District.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hilderbrandt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a 30-day jail sentence for that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;assault&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;(Spokesman Review 10/23/08)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-4112439604233296620?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4112439604233296620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4112439604233296620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4112439604233296620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4112439604233296620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/high-school-sports-and-life.html' title='High School sports and life......'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3263667749652882458</id><published>2008-10-21T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:27:44.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dome'/><title type='text'>World Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SP3lAdBN4MI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YYFZKQyfAUM/s1600-h/rays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259611735791100098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SP3lAdBN4MI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YYFZKQyfAUM/s400/rays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rays and Phillies...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a DOME??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God did not give us baseball so we could play it in a domed stadium on FAKE grass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-3263667749652882458?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3263667749652882458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3263667749652882458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3263667749652882458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3263667749652882458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/world-series.html' title='World Series'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SP3lAdBN4MI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YYFZKQyfAUM/s72-c/rays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6379215466920643887</id><published>2008-10-20T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:28:36.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God speaks'/><title type='text'>Thought....</title><content type='html'>I had a thought on yesterdays message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God speaks to us in a "Still, small voice." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Except for me, He uses a 2x4.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How can we hear Him, if we are busy informing everyone of our great deeds on His behalf??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-6379215466920643887?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6379215466920643887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6379215466920643887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6379215466920643887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6379215466920643887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/thought.html' title='Thought....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3619957007487828754</id><published>2008-10-19T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T06:23:16.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPs0ryRKYGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aqJaLe9so6s/s1600-h/scrspe081019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258854916717961314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPs0ryRKYGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aqJaLe9so6s/s400/scrspe081019.jpg" border="0" /&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/379568823437509020-3619957007487828754?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3619957007487828754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3619957007487828754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3619957007487828754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3619957007487828754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPs0ryRKYGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aqJaLe9so6s/s72-c/scrspe081019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-1145498880798971426</id><published>2008-10-17T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:19:17.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>The miracle of Seth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPkZDoajGuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/N0drdD-IPbA/s1600-h/sunrise.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258261590110837474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPkZDoajGuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/N0drdD-IPbA/s400/sunrise.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've said our final goodbyes to Seth over the last couple of days. Yesterday at the graveside service and today at his memorial service. Todays memorial service was very touching and Pastor Glenn's message was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to say thank you to Kathryn and Leland for allowing me and Cath to walk with them through this time in their lives. Its one of the miracles of Seth, bringing people together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's going to be tough to get through each day for a while. Some days you'll feel like its all going great and others, you just don't want to get out of bed. On those days, remember "the next day......." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-1145498880798971426?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/1145498880798971426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=1145498880798971426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1145498880798971426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1145498880798971426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/miracle-of-seth.html' title='The miracle of Seth'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPkZDoajGuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/N0drdD-IPbA/s72-c/sunrise.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-1675493535958786472</id><published>2008-10-15T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:24:21.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The next day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPa_lJyB4-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/8zN4efQDcck/s1600-h/100_1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257600260003455970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPa_lJyB4-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/8zN4efQDcck/s400/100_1462.JPG" border="0" /&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/379568823437509020-1675493535958786472?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/1675493535958786472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=1675493535958786472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1675493535958786472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1675493535958786472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/next-day.html' title='The next day.....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPa_lJyB4-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/8zN4efQDcck/s72-c/100_1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-4442921612400216578</id><published>2008-10-13T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:20:29.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excavator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>The Wall, the excavator</title><content type='html'>Spent this weekend building a new retaining wall that will be 52 feet long and 5 feet high when its finished. I rented a mini excavator. What a great w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPQc0E187bI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3naLkUoXnyA/s1600-h/TB016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858346027019698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPQc0E187bI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3naLkUoXnyA/s320/TB016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ay to deal with this "soil". I use the word soil loosely. Where we live you can not plant anything without removing rocks the size of basketballs or larger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized as I started digging with the excavator that it was going to take a while to get the hang of the controls. Just then, Alex shows up from college, jumps on the excavator and makes short work out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, something else he's better at than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, after church, Travis, Whitney and our grand dogs (It's kinda like "training" grand kids) spent the day with us. While Cath and Whit cooked enough casseroles to feed a small army, Travis and Alex gave me a hand with the wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-4442921612400216578?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/4442921612400216578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=4442921612400216578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4442921612400216578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/4442921612400216578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/wall-excavator.html' title='The Wall, the excavator'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPQc0E187bI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3naLkUoXnyA/s72-c/TB016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-8823354646876927910</id><published>2008-10-12T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:21:37.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mischief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>One journey ends....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Seth went home around 5:30 AM this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One journey ends and a new one begins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPIO7D5ILjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GstX9E1BvCU/s1600-h/Freinds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256280122914778674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPIO7D5ILjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GstX9E1BvCU/s200/Freinds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think he and Brandon have met and are already into mischief. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you get into mischief in heaven?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully, they have joined Mitch's youth group.......&lt;/div&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/379568823437509020-8823354646876927910?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/8823354646876927910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=8823354646876927910&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8823354646876927910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8823354646876927910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-journey-ends.html' title='One journey ends....'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPIO7D5ILjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GstX9E1BvCU/s72-c/Freinds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-236656176099148634</id><published>2008-10-11T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:22:51.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God speaks'/><title type='text'>Coffee with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPDBQ6R6k2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Izs3Lf7xpKc/s1600-h/hot-coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255913261407834978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPDBQ6R6k2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Izs3Lf7xpKc/s320/hot-coffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this for me only, but your welcome to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taken me two hours to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am crying as I write it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not read anything or anyone into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're easily offended PLEASE stop reading here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for Seth, Kathryn and Leland and up until a couple of weeks ago didn't really know them well. Oh, I would say hi to Leland in church 'cause our wives worked together, but that was about it. Not anymore. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, when Cath and I sat where Leland and Kathryn are today, I was one angry dad. I can remember it like it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday in the hospital brought excruciating decisions. The time in the hospital felt like time stood still. It was hard to eat, sleep and breathe. It was hard to leave our son's room to go to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to work out a deal with God. Hey, I was in the ministry. I had gone to Bible college, I had married a good Christian woman, I was an Elder, I didn't miss church, I...., I....., I..... AND, I had watched enough "Big Hair TV" (you know the channel) to know, that if you had enough faith, had the right oil, had the right people praying, our son would be healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an elder at the time, I asked that they come to his room and do what elders were supposed to do, anoint, lay hands, pray and have faith. &lt;strong&gt;I EXPECTED A HEALING MIRACLE.&lt;/strong&gt; "God, just give me a partial one, but I know what I want it to look like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember sitting in the room as the elders came and prayed as if it was last night. Everyday I prayed and looked for that miracle that I knew was coming for our son....WOW, what a story it would be.... Hey, I know God - take me. How about a trade? Could I trade for what's behind door number two instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected that miracle right up until I heard Brandon's last and final heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was I pissed at God. How dare He not answer my prayer? It was the only one in my life He needed to answer......... I wouldn't ask for another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then I scheduled "coffee with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time I first scheduled it, I wanted to tell Him just what I thought. Toe to toe, coffee mug to coffee mug, man to man. Oh that's right, He's God......... okay so I couldn't go "man to man"..... Got it. &lt;strong&gt;I JUST WANTED HIM TO HEAR ME OUT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did. &lt;em&gt;"and then we see clearly, not as a child"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I still have "coffee with God" scheduled, I'm sure its on His Outlook. I'll tell Him I get it and then give Him a big hug. Hummm, that's a little to 'touchy, feely' for me. Okay, maybe we'll bump chests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've invited Leland to go with me, he's in...... knuckle shake..... end zone dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-236656176099148634?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/236656176099148634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=236656176099148634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/236656176099148634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/236656176099148634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/coffee-with-god.html' title='Coffee with God'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SPDBQ6R6k2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Izs3Lf7xpKc/s72-c/hot-coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-7858840970741204520</id><published>2008-10-10T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:16:51.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for my 401k</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SO9jrIfWCnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Z4oAf-eH72I/s1600-h/Rawlings_baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255528882829134450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SO9jrIfWCnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Z4oAf-eH72I/s200/Rawlings_baseball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hummm, Red Sox's and the Ray's for the American League Championship........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These guys HATE each other. I think they have had a couple of bench clearing brawls this season. Should be very entertaining. Would love to umpire this series!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/379568823437509020-7858840970741204520?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/7858840970741204520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=7858840970741204520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7858840970741204520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7858840970741204520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-much-for-my-401k.html' title='So much for my 401k'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SO9jrIfWCnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Z4oAf-eH72I/s72-c/Rawlings_baseball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-8912104654210414250</id><published>2008-10-07T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:24:04.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ICU'/><title type='text'>Seth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SOw88Kh1dzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L4jRcyxp9gI/s1600-h/smoky_mt_fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254641869550614322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SOw88Kh1dzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L4jRcyxp9gI/s320/smoky_mt_fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cath&lt;/span&gt; and I tonight spent the evening with Kathryn, Leland and Seth up at the hospital. If you have been following &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cathey's&lt;/span&gt; blog you know Seth's story. I was happy to encourage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cathey&lt;/span&gt; to support them, but I was determined not to get involved...... God had different ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played for Mitch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thomas's&lt;/span&gt; memorial service. Being up front and hearing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt; sound of the packed sanctuary, I was sure this was what heaven would sound like. God spoke to me that Saturday afternoon and I went up to visit Leland, Kathryn and Seth alone in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ped's&lt;/span&gt; ICU after the service. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cathey&lt;/span&gt; was out of town visiting her parents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it was like twenty years had been stripped away......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Kathryn, Leland and Seth for allowing us to support them during this time. I have held Seth a couple of times. I'm grateful for that time. In a way Seth is helping me to heal..... Who would have thought it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-8912104654210414250?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/8912104654210414250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=8912104654210414250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8912104654210414250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/8912104654210414250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/seth.html' title='Seth'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SOw88Kh1dzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L4jRcyxp9gI/s72-c/smoky_mt_fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-1083098541877250833</id><published>2008-10-06T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:18:43.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Shack'/><title type='text'>The Shack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SOr4OKPJYBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lGOGc1MGvao/s1600-h/shackover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254284837430845458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="252" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SOr4OKPJYBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lGOGc1MGvao/s320/shackover.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently reading The Shack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very interesting take on who is God. Don't agree with all of it, but, boy does it make you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some are folks calling it heresy. Here's an interesting blog on just that: &lt;a href="http://lifestream.org/blog/2008/03/04/is-the-shack-heresy/"&gt;http://lifestream.org/blog/2008/03/04/is-the-shack-heresy/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-1083098541877250833?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/1083098541877250833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=1083098541877250833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1083098541877250833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1083098541877250833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/10/shack.html' title='The Shack...'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SOr4OKPJYBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lGOGc1MGvao/s72-c/shackover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-1558930270349454942</id><published>2008-06-15T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:03:31.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaccckkk!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so its been over a year.  I wasn't really sure if anyone really cared.  I understand a couple of you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll try and not be, to quote my neice Rachel, a Blog slacker!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-1558930270349454942?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/1558930270349454942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=1558930270349454942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1558930270349454942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1558930270349454942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-baaaccckkk.html' title='I&apos;m baaaccckkk!!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-1099029606301742895</id><published>2007-02-19T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T18:03:13.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The new phonebooks are here....."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RdnT6HiNj4I/AAAAAAAAADs/kRBqdsXCKJE/s1600-h/Timberview_Ext_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033287053971656578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="158" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RdnT6HiNj4I/AAAAAAAAADs/kRBqdsXCKJE/s320/Timberview_Ext_2.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The new phonebooks are here....... the new phonebooks are here!! I'm a somebody!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(my apologies to Steve Martin in The Jerk.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the new church photo directories were available yesterday in church. I picked up a copy to, of course, gaze at "The Cone Family" picture and see how stupid I looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RdnUNXiNj5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/pML_vt4EVBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033287384684138386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" height="288" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RdnUNXiNj5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/pML_vt4EVBQ/s320/IMG_0851.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummmm, not to bad, hairs weird. Cathey looks great and Alex looks tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait a moment, there's something wrong with our family picture!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two, three, ..........our family looks smaller, someones missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RdnUu3iNj6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/LHJH0yJomNA/s1600-h/IMG_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033287960209756066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" height="337" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RdnUu3iNj6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/LHJH0yJomNA/s320/IMG_0852.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there she is, in the Franklin Family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I remember.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-1099029606301742895?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/1099029606301742895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=1099029606301742895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1099029606301742895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1099029606301742895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-phonebooks-are-here.html' title='&quot;The new phonebooks are here.....&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RdnT6HiNj4I/AAAAAAAAADs/kRBqdsXCKJE/s72-c/Timberview_Ext_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3706833527086883904</id><published>2007-02-17T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T14:34:00.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Rdd_WXiNj3I/AAAAAAAAADg/1of7Krot5zU/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032631130861178738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Rdd_WXiNj3I/AAAAAAAAADg/1of7Krot5zU/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Could it be that spring is just around the corner?? I get giddy when the sun comes out and the temperature is above 50 degrees. This is the first time I've seen the sun in over a month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, with the snow melting, the residual of two Australian Shepard's and one mutt is revealed for scooping. Even the goldfish in the pond are basking in the sun today. I haven't seen them since it iced over in November.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The one thing about living here in Spokane is when the winter comes, all of your outdoor lawn/landscaping projects stop. Everything dies and turns a dirty tan/brown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward to next weekend in Seattle with Cathey, Alex, and the Franklin's!! Alex is auditioning at Seattle Pacific University for a music scholarship and to spend the weekend on campus for a visit. The rest of us are going to play!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-3706833527086883904?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3706833527086883904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3706833527086883904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3706833527086883904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3706833527086883904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2007/02/could-it-be.html' title='Could it be..........'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/Rdd_WXiNj3I/AAAAAAAAADg/1of7Krot5zU/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6283163060247129479</id><published>2007-02-16T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T18:15:53.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging slacker</title><content type='html'>I've been accused of being a blogging slacker. Granted, I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; it has be a month or so since my last confession....I mean blog. But, to call me a 'blogging slacker' is just hurtful...... (smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be the father of Anna Smith's baby. Ok, that was random.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here in the Salt Lake airport waiting to board my flight to Spokane. I missed my flight when I landed from Little Rock, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;y'all&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, they do talk that way down there.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think anyone was reading my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;machination and random thoughts. I did read my wifes blog and she is looking forward to spending more time with friends after Alex leaves for college. I was hoping to spend more time with her, but I guess that will have to wait.&lt;/span&gt;  Oh, you mean along with me??  Okay.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Church.... churches mostly are a ok thing, but they can be a pain in the butt. I've decided there is no such thing as the 'perfect' church since they are full of people. Hummmm, a church without people, a church without a steeple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Well, its time to catch my flight.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-6283163060247129479?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6283163060247129479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6283163060247129479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6283163060247129479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6283163060247129479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogging-slacker.html' title='Blogging slacker'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-89169140060111948</id><published>2007-01-04T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:49:55.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ06lox-VOI/AAAAAAAAACk/V2v_MYrQcxk/s1600-h/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016229978237195490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ06lox-VOI/AAAAAAAAACk/V2v_MYrQcxk/s320/Picture+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aaahhh&lt;/span&gt; the Oregon Coast. I love it even in the wintertime. We drove with friends to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt; to spend what I think will be our last vacation at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Schmid&lt;/span&gt; family cabin on Cape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Mear's&lt;/span&gt;. They have put the cabin on the market. I will miss staying there, but it won't stop us from our coastal journey's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the icy roads, we had great weather. Had a great time crabbing, beach combing, relaxing, squeaky cheese curd, visiting old haunts and game nights. What a great place to welcome in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ06mIx-VPI/AAAAAAAAACs/UEs7_s0ENaI/s1600-h/Picture+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016229986827130098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ06mIx-VPI/AAAAAAAAACs/UEs7_s0ENaI/s320/Picture+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex's friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accompanied&lt;/span&gt; us. She is a kick to have around and is a great sport. I loved having a new victim to share all of my coast stories with. Having lived in Otter Rock for a year I have plenty of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that winter caught crab tastes much better than the summer caught crab. Although it might have to do with spending so much time on the bay FREEZING!! Boy, was it ever cold that morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being out in the bay in a small boat brought back memories of my dad, mom and brother Blueback fishing on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Siuslaw&lt;/span&gt; river. (We didn't have the pea can though...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-89169140060111948?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/89169140060111948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=89169140060111948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/89169140060111948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/89169140060111948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ06lox-VOI/AAAAAAAAACk/V2v_MYrQcxk/s72-c/Picture+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-1551221894627863662</id><published>2007-01-04T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:23:24.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cone Christmas 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ02KIx-VMI/AAAAAAAAACA/3bR659FpoGI/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016225107744281794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ02KIx-VMI/AAAAAAAAACA/3bR659FpoGI/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the first Christmas for Travis and Whitney Franklin.  They spent the night on Christmas Eve with us.  (in order to be able to open presents early!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had just returned from their honeymoon in St. Thomas.  The whole day was just a riot.  I fixed dinner, primerib with all the fixins.  (I use my bar-b-que all year round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ02Kox-VNI/AAAAAAAAACI/-V3fQ3qpFDA/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016225116334216402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ02Kox-VNI/AAAAAAAAACI/-V3fQ3qpFDA/s320/Picture+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-1551221894627863662?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/1551221894627863662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=1551221894627863662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1551221894627863662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/1551221894627863662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2007/01/cone-christmas-2006.html' title='Cone Christmas 2006'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ02KIx-VMI/AAAAAAAAACA/3bR659FpoGI/s72-c/Picture+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-6984869507812260171</id><published>2006-12-21T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:26:06.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umpire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seattle Pacific'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage advise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cone'/><title type='text'>2006 Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas from the Cone Family!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boy, what a year! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011050012584722290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="191" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RYrTb8_UP3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/FgOHG_wn6M8/s320/11.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wedding planning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Basketball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;refereeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wedding planning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sydney had puppies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More wedding planning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whitney graduated from Seattle Pacific University in May. She moved back to Spokane in July to find work and prepare/plan for “the wedding”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Summer activities, ie baseball.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even more wedding planning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alex starts his senior year at Mt Spokane High School. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The BIG DAY....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the highlight of the year for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cathey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, myself and our banker. It felt like we were planning this wedding for a VERY long time…………. Now, the wedding decorations are either sold or in storage. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cathey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is making plans for a ‘craft room” in the new found bedroom. Now there are three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, reflecting back on the whole thing, it was a good deal of fun. What a joy to have family and friends gather to celebrate on Whitney an&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RYrXOc_UP5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ttaOecKX8UM/s1600-h/tw+wed+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011054178702999442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="253" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RYrXOc_UP5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ttaOecKX8UM/s320/tw+wed+1.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d Travis’s wedding day. Our parents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; make it due to health considerations, but just about everyone else was there. Not sure where my brother was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hardest part of the day for me was getting Whitney down the isle., and answering the question: "Who gives this woman to be married to this man." I'm sure I waited at least an hour before stating: "Her mother and I do." I handed Travis "The Bat", and twenty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; later she was a Franklin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right before I escorted Whitney down the isle I gave her following advice I found in a 1950's Home Economics textbook. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;(Intended for High School girls, teaching them how to prepare for married life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have dinner ready:&lt;/strong&gt; Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal - on time. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him, and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospects of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare yourself:&lt;/strong&gt; Take 15 minutes to rest so you will be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your makeup, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh looking. He has just been with a lot of work- weary people. Be a little gay and a little more interesting. His boring day may need a lift. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clear away the clutter.&lt;/strong&gt; Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives, gathering up school books, toys, paper, etc. Then run a dust cloth over the tables. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift, too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare the children:&lt;/strong&gt; Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces if they are small, comb their hair, and if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minimize the noise:&lt;/strong&gt; At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of washer, dryer, dishwasher or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad to see him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Don'ts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't greet him with problems or complaints. Don't complain if he's late for dinner. Count this as minor compared with what he might have gone through that day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make him comfortable:&lt;/strong&gt; Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax and unwind. Listen to him: You may have a dozen things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whit, how this working for you??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whitney is a meeting planner for an events company here in Spokane. Travis is teaching 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; grade at Colbert Elementary School. They will honeymoon on St Thomas the week before Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alex’s senior year marks the end of our involvement with the Mt. Spokane High School Wildcat Marching Band. We will be going with the band on their spring trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;DisneyLand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RYrSkM_UP1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PzYsfdt7y-w/s1600-h/whits+graduation+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011049054807015250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RYrSkM_UP1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PzYsfdt7y-w/s320/whits+graduation+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Summer found us involved with Alex’s Legion baseball team and planning for the wedding. I had a blast being the announcer for the July 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tournament games that were played at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Whitworth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; University. We tried to go to as many games as possible along with my umpiring responsibilities. As you can see, sometimes those two things combined and we found ourselves at the same field. (I don’t recommend this!!) That’s Alex at bat with me behind the plate. Travis was umpiring on the bases. His team finished 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the State AA Legion Tournament (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t umpire in this particular tournament).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We’re now looking at colleges and anticipating having an empty nest. Right now though, along with Alex’s usual group of friends that usually hang out here, there’s a girl who keeps coming around…..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hummmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Very Merry Christmas and a Joyous New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-6984869507812260171?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/6984869507812260171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=6984869507812260171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6984869507812260171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/6984869507812260171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006-christmas.html' title='2006 Christmas'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RYrTb8_UP3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/FgOHG_wn6M8/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-2491850713028717421</id><published>2006-11-16T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T07:54:24.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections of a father'/><title type='text'>"It's a girl!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/1E4W0359_4x6extension.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/320/1E4W0359_4x6extension.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think back to that early morning in the delivery room.  It was exhausting, exciting and scary all at the same time.  After 68 hours and two hospitals it was time to see this new person that was going to be a part of our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Hopwood at the ready to catch this kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"............it's a.............(Dr. Hopwood was loving this).................girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did he say???  a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIKES, what am I going to do with a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having a sister I wasn't sure how I was going to interact with this stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've figured it out.  No Barbie Dolls!!  No Cabbage Patch dolls!!  (okay I'm on a roll now...) No pink frilly dresses.  She'll be an athlete.  No cheerleader dancing stuff for her!!  Yeah that's it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY'S... ha ha ha..NO WAY!!!!  No makeup till she's at least 21.  She can start dating when shes 25.   Possible marriage after she turns 35.  This will be easy.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/1E4W0372_4x6extension.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/320/1E4W0372_4x6extension.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess we now know how that went....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-2491850713028717421?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/2491850713028717421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=2491850713028717421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2491850713028717421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/2491850713028717421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-girl.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s a girl!&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-3634110347906925396</id><published>2006-11-13T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:43:36.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Spokane Wildcat Marching Band, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ08mYx-VQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3U8WrN3O7bg/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016232190145352962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ08mYx-VQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3U8WrN3O7bg/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ08m4x-VRI/AAAAAAAAADE/cgV3Co0hI3s/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016232198735287570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ08m4x-VRI/AAAAAAAAADE/cgV3Co0hI3s/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ08nIx-VSI/AAAAAAAAADM/85aaF2X0oOw/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016232203030254882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ08nIx-VSI/AAAAAAAAADM/85aaF2X0oOw/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/band%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/band1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/band%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/band%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to add a few more pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-3634110347906925396?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/3634110347906925396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=3634110347906925396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3634110347906925396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/3634110347906925396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2006/11/mt-spokane-wildcat-marching-band-part-2.html' title='Mt. Spokane Wildcat Marching Band, Part 2'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01652871171512648748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/SUriH04diCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S-6eao6iKGY/S220/100_2687.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kvyRsvN7O3k/RZ08mYx-VQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3U8WrN3O7bg/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-379568823437509020.post-7615728836422699366</id><published>2006-11-13T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T07:19:29.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Spokane Wildcat Marching Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/100_0894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/320/100_0894.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/1600/100_0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/412/46334084892274/320/100_0877.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend marked the end of Mt. Spokane High Schools 2007 marching band competition season. They finished with a sweep of awards in Auburn, Washington. This is one of the few trips Cath and I have missed this year. It's been fun to watch Alex mature as one of the senior leaders on the drumline. Of course, there have been bumps along the way, but all in all theband/drumline has been a good experience for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always amazed to watch the bands at these competitions. Being a drummer myself in a marching band in the late 60's, we were happy just to be able to form a couple of letters and play music at the same time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years of going to these type of competitions (Whitney was on the Drill team for two years) it will seem strange not to be going!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/379568823437509020-7615728836422699366?l=kcone714.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/feeds/7615728836422699366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=379568823437509020&amp;postID=7615728836422699366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7615728836422699366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/379568823437509020/posts/default/7615728836422699366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcone714.blogspot.com/2006/11/mt-spokane-wildcat-marching-band.html' title='Mt. 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