<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083</id><updated>2011-10-04T13:06:37.362-07:00</updated><category term='`'/><title type='text'>Jordania</title><subtitle type='html'>Never, Never, Never, Quit - Winston Churchill</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2166528162457517210</id><published>2011-08-10T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T00:32:55.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My House</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm in debt for the first time in my life. Its really kind of a scary thought with the way the economy is right now. Big time in debt! Ya I finally bought me a house!! My vary own house :) well not really, i guess the bank owns it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive always figured id buy a house after id found some girl crazy enough to marry me. But that hasn't happened yet. I don't know. I guess the idea of coming home to an empty house is really depressing to me. Haha i sound like a little girl. :) lol so ya don't seeing the getting married thing happening any time soon. I cant really imagine how a girl would fall for a guy like me anyhow. Lets face it people im really not that great. :) Ya I know you ll already knew that. Least I'm admitting it now. I'm just trying to be satisfied where God has me now. Instead of worrying about that kind of stuff and trying to be more focused on living more holy and serving God more. Hmm sorry don't know where that came from. Okay back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;It was just time for me to get out on my own. Cant live with my parent forever. I hate renting so this was the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got me a small two bed/bath/car garage, house. Its a cute little place. Nice wood work inside with hand made cabinets. There is this cool little shop out back for doing wood work. The yard is so so vary nice. That's one thing Ive always wanted was a nice big yard and I got it and more. Lets just say I'm the bachelor with the nicest yard. I bought the house from this nice old couple. The lady planted alot of flowers and vegetables. The day i got the keys she walked me around the whole yard telling me about all the stuff she planted. She asked me to try to keep it looking nice. :) I told her i really loved it and that i would try. Needless to say it definitely need the care of a girl. (um no bek! don't get any ideas of moving in). I felt kind if bad because the old couple were about to cry when they turned it over to me :( They said they really loved the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It needed a new paint job, so I've been working on that. So i haven't moved in yet. I'm going to try to do that on Saturday. Its exciting and stressful. Having payment is really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639489302026755058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ya6HgnDdmt8/TkN9pBHrm_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/X7qA3oOCnlQ/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639489296149145890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC97eEx2I4g/TkN9orOWaSI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lTR7WLx3SgI/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639489291247319362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQlhKjZTca8/TkN9oY9qeUI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Pl3IAmpJV2A/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm_h8OLCdiI/TkN9paQIUyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Au8rler-b9U/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639489308773077794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm_h8OLCdiI/TkN9paQIUyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Au8rler-b9U/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbp7YDX2JY/TkN9owD4tpI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Cd2LnudcsnM/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639489297447433874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbp7YDX2JY/TkN9owD4tpI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Cd2LnudcsnM/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5UDrjR60y8c/TkOA_L_2YBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/GTMcwmYEJfk/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639492981438701586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5UDrjR60y8c/TkOA_L_2YBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/GTMcwmYEJfk/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W39zqITzlVU/TkOA-7TW_mI/AAAAAAAAAl8/B6p0KVIQ5GQ/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639492976957128290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W39zqITzlVU/TkOA-7TW_mI/AAAAAAAAAl8/B6p0KVIQ5GQ/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3TgczJvpVI/TkOA-mImYuI/AAAAAAAAAl0/iMQSliF4U6Y/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639492971274855138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3TgczJvpVI/TkOA-mImYuI/AAAAAAAAAl0/iMQSliF4U6Y/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XuMTjqdjw0o/TkOA-VN2W3I/AAAAAAAAAls/v6pJ47ZhB2Q/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639492966733470578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XuMTjqdjw0o/TkOA-VN2W3I/AAAAAAAAAls/v6pJ47ZhB2Q/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that pretty? Its such a nice yard. Jock took all these pictures for me. Didn't he do a good job with the flowers and different angles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eIdgOoaDhs8/TkOA9whQaxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/11-ZiXfbzxI/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639492956882758418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eIdgOoaDhs8/TkOA9whQaxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/11-ZiXfbzxI/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-na8Lb3km3tY/TkODLSDvMjI/AAAAAAAAAms/oFe_uWH0yI4/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639495388247306802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-na8Lb3km3tY/TkODLSDvMjI/AAAAAAAAAms/oFe_uWH0yI4/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-020Wr7frEQQ/TkODLCFQOtI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ukRs6BzaXgM/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639495383958698706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-020Wr7frEQQ/TkODLCFQOtI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ukRs6BzaXgM/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skliH_j6q7Y/TkODLD-yDyI/AAAAAAAAAmc/WKME_uQfyJ0/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639495384468426530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skliH_j6q7Y/TkODLD-yDyI/AAAAAAAAAmc/WKME_uQfyJ0/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B026.jpg" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfz-1p8RTlU/TkODKyYdBTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/YlZpTG-5O1I/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639495379744261426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfz-1p8RTlU/TkODKyYdBTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/YlZpTG-5O1I/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZighHas9RrU/TkODKh827UI/AAAAAAAAAmM/qBKGAs_T2-k/s1600/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639495375333551426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZighHas9RrU/TkODKh827UI/AAAAAAAAAmM/qBKGAs_T2-k/s320/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even got a riding lawn mower in the deal. Its a nice little place. I'm glad God allowed me to get it.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2166528162457517210?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2166528162457517210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2166528162457517210&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2166528162457517210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2166528162457517210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-house.html' title='My House'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ya6HgnDdmt8/TkN9pBHrm_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/X7qA3oOCnlQ/s72-c/Jordan%2527s%2BHouse%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4681636332140474988</id><published>2011-07-23T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T13:04:40.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left"&gt;Me and Jock went to the elementary school and played around out on the ice rink. (no ice) :( I brought my goal and we just practiced our shooting.It's funny jock never wants to do stuff like this so I have to force him to come with me. But after he comes he ends up having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun. Little brat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="bloggerplus_image_section" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-R4ADV9ykL08/TisRdX0RDoI/AAAAAAAAAks/mvkM1BpgNZg/bloggerPlus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="bloggerplus_image_section" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-0ktsM_LFaH0/TisReg0Es_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/xs9mTSLpoaU/bloggerPlus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="bloggerplus_image_section" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1HtDqCyiZqw/TisRgcJ-kiI/AAAAAAAAAk0/__-wP4gFL2k/bloggerPlus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="bloggerplus_image_section" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-q4ISZApNZTU/TisRYRA4z7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/TSnEmAylJ5w/bloggerPlus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left"&gt;I can never seem to hit the net. But this was kind of cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="bloggerplus_image_section" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QHwnZz2n6vA/TisRaJMy4CI/AAAAAAAAAko/ljZrAbYLrjQ/bloggerPlus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left"&gt;Ya there was some real power behind that shot. Jocks having a hard time pulling it out. It had to be 100+ mph shot. :).Jock deleted all the pictures I took of him shooting. He said it was an accident. Sure! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QQe94IJLN9o" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to admit that was pretty neat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4681636332140474988?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4681636332140474988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4681636332140474988&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4681636332140474988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4681636332140474988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/07/mad-skills.html' title='Mad skills'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-R4ADV9ykL08/TisRdX0RDoI/AAAAAAAAAks/mvkM1BpgNZg/s72-c/bloggerPlus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5898292142016025598</id><published>2011-07-11T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T06:13:12.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My other Present</title><content type='html'> &lt;p&gt;&lt;p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'&gt;Oh I almost forgot. I've got another present for you. Hmm but I am thinking about taking it back after all the lovely comments you guys left me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' align='left' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gfHHX-iUqCA/Thr25lAgQ7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/OX8eEMYDFgs/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'&gt;Happy Birthday Kriss   Love you :)   It's icebreaker. Hope it fits you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-5898292142016025598?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/5898292142016025598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=5898292142016025598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5898292142016025598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5898292142016025598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-other-present.html' title='My other Present'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gfHHX-iUqCA/Thr25lAgQ7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/OX8eEMYDFgs/s72-c/bloggerPlus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5129291699027364683</id><published>2011-07-10T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:12:10.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Sis Kriss</title><content type='html'> &lt;p&gt;&lt;p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'&gt;Happy Birthday :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now for your birthday present!!!&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;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;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A picture of me!!!!  What every girl dreams of getting on her birthday :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' align='left' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-u06fhRcsMXU/ThqGKJOaxXI/AAAAAAAAAkc/oM8qr67qrGA/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-5129291699027364683?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/5129291699027364683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=5129291699027364683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5129291699027364683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5129291699027364683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-sis-kriss.html' title='Little Sis Kriss'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-u06fhRcsMXU/ThqGKJOaxXI/AAAAAAAAAkc/oM8qr67qrGA/s72-c/bloggerPlus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-896158442853737251</id><published>2011-06-27T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:22:26.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Alone :)</title><content type='html'> &lt;p&gt;&lt;p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'&gt;So it's June 27th and I'm setting all alone in B&amp;N. I'm deep in thought over  the things of life. :) Well I am but I'll save that for another post. I told my mom I was going to do a depressing post today. You see all my family ran off and are having fun and left me all by my lonesome on my b-day and to top it all off I had to work an 11hour day today:(. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I can't do a depressing post. My family has treated me better then I deserve. They had a party for me on Friday and mom made me cheese cake .  It was so vary good! Also before she went to Africa my little Sis Kriss made some frozen dinners for me for my b-day present. Which has been a real blessing now that I'm moved out on my own (well I was moved out, I just moved back in for a couple days until I can get in the house I'm trying to buy). Thanks Kriss. Kriss and Bek also sent me letters today :) First since they left :-/ but they did act like they missed me. :). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I woke up this morning to the rest of the family gone off to visit Jo but mom had left me a big bag of my favorite cookies :). I'm so lucky. Since no one was home I decided I'd just work as long as I could so that's why I worked an 11hour day. Working long days are good for me, it keeps me out of trouble and my mind occupied on other things then the trials of life.  Even though I'm alone on my b-day it's still been a good day. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So ya I'm still setting in B&amp;N. Just killing time by people watching. Lol that's always a fun. I've been watching this guy who is setting by the fire flirting with his girl. :) hehe it sorta funny. I'm looking at him critiquing his style and the way he is acting around his girl:). I thinking to myself how much of a dork he is. His hair is brushed from both sides to the middle hmm and every time he takes a drink from his frappuccino&lt;br&gt;he squints his eyes makes this stupid face and looks like he's got a brain freeze. Haha. Well if that's his way of impressing her it seems to be working. :). Hmm maybe I should try that some day. Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just had a girl working here ask me if I was done reading a book that is setting on the table next to me. So I look over to see what it is and it's this kids (computer geeks kids)  comic color book. I looked up at her and just laughed. She just gave me this really cold look and I stopped laughing real quick and said um you I'm not reading that. Hmm I had the feeling she wanted to smack me with it. Lol I don't know why?? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm also watching a group of parents in a really intense conversation on how to save the world :) lol no just on how to save there kids soccer league. It's funny they are acting like it's a life or death deal. Hmm people lighten up there's so much more important things to stress about.&lt;br&gt; Well I'm starting to get bored setting here and it's a really nice day out. I feel like I'm waisting my summer. Guess I should go do something. OH WoW!! Well that just put the cherry ontop of my day. Have ever seen an extremely fat lady walk on extremely tall high heels?! Um ya you don't want to. I almost filmed it to share it with you. But ya that would be right now wouldn't it?! I'm squinting right now as she walks by afraid that the heel part is going to snap of and fly up and hit me in the face ;-P.  Lol well I better get out of here before I get hurt. Hmm if anybody really takes time to reads this post you've got a lamer life then mine.   I'm sorry. I really I'm. :)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-896158442853737251?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/896158442853737251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=896158442853737251&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/896158442853737251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/896158442853737251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-alone.html' title='All Alone :)'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5114691070113072060</id><published>2011-06-22T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T22:56:27.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Dear Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2j0O172hIIU" frameborder="0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-5114691070113072060?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/5114691070113072060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=5114691070113072060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5114691070113072060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5114691070113072060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/06/for-my-dear-sister.html' title='For My Dear Sister'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2j0O172hIIU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4366909284303275789</id><published>2011-06-19T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:27:43.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Little Brother</title><content type='html'>When i was younger i loved playing sports. Any kind of sports. It didnt matter what it was i just loved playing.  So im always trying to get Jock to play some sport with me. But besides hockey he never wants to. But the other day he told me he wanted to play baseball! I was really shocked! Out of all the sports thats the last one i figered he would want to play. So i want and got us a bat and some balls.  It was such a nice day saturday. So we grabbed are gear and went to the baseball field.  It has been forever since ive played baseball. I had to choke back some tears when i got to the fields. Ive got so many fun memories of staying out late playing softball with friends. Things have changed so much and life seems really hard sometimes but God is good and I'm thankful for the life he's given me.  I feel guilty in a way because I had such a fun childhood and always got to go out and do different activities with friends. But Jock never really had that. Its makes me really sad. So I'm always trying to involve him in whatever I do.  He is my little brother and seems to annoy alot of the others in the family :) but I have fun with him. He's one of my closest friends. I spend 90% of my time with him when im not working .  I really want to be a good influence on him and pray he doesnt make some of the bad choices i have made in his life. We had so much fun playing the other day. Just me and him.  he made me pitch the ball fast pitch and stood in there and hit the ball. LOL the first ball he hit came back and smacked me in the shoulder. After he saw that he said WoW im not pitching for you! :)  I coached him on hitting and catching and getting infront of grounders and not being scared of the ball.  The funny thing is that im freaked out when some one hits me a grounder. I remember i would always ask to play shortstop because i thought it was the coolest position. But was always scared of getting hit. Whenever a grounder was hit to me i always tried to make it look like i tried really hard to stop it but i usually was trying to avoid it but make it look good at the same time. :) bet you guys didnt know that did you :P?  Here are some pictures and videos.  Jock was so funny when he threw the ball, doing some sort of leap as he threw it.  It was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GFoo45w_MwQ/Tf7qJjy9ueI/AAAAAAAAAkY/rif5e8jo2I0/s1600/jock%2Band%2Bjord.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GFoo45w_MwQ/Tf7qJjy9ueI/AAAAAAAAAkY/rif5e8jo2I0/s320/jock%2Band%2Bjord.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620186834953681378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXCGn_v1C-E/Tf7qJavmTQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BUmW7eoSlWg/s1600/jock%2Band%2Bjord%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXCGn_v1C-E/Tf7qJavmTQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BUmW7eoSlWg/s320/jock%2Band%2Bjord%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620186832523644162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ33TrxxVjc/Tf7qIudSM0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/CVG4kIXrY1g/s1600/jock%2Band%2Bjord%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ33TrxxVjc/Tf7qIudSM0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/CVG4kIXrY1g/s320/jock%2Band%2Bjord%2B3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620186820635669314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VKSKfY7CNoQ/Tf7qIcEhpII/AAAAAAAAAkA/X7wpqqbcaNc/s1600/jock%2Band%2Bjord%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VKSKfY7CNoQ/Tf7qIcEhpII/AAAAAAAAAkA/X7wpqqbcaNc/s320/jock%2Band%2Bjord%2B4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620186815699985538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nlcAf4Z4s5A" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YKB6OE6I0ec" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4366909284303275789?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4366909284303275789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4366909284303275789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4366909284303275789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4366909284303275789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/06/me-and-my-little-brother.html' title='Me and my Little Brother'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GFoo45w_MwQ/Tf7qJjy9ueI/AAAAAAAAAkY/rif5e8jo2I0/s72-c/jock%2Band%2Bjord.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-874617876093006912</id><published>2011-04-22T00:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:02:04.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures.</title><content type='html'> Ya!! I finally got my pictures to transfer. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TbEn389uKXI/AAAAAAAAAjs/bIYpwPsk_tY/bloggerPlus.jpg' align='center' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You see what I mean? Odwalla is ripping people off.  We should start a boycott.....but they're so good :-/ hmm a real conundrum &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TbEn5bYAAjI/AAAAAAAAAjw/cSBr7FFprUM/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This pretty little girl is Lydia. I've always been really good with kids and could play with them and make them smile. But I must be losing my touch. Whenever I just look, smile, or try to talk to her she gives me this really nasty look like she wished I was out of her life (hmm I'm getting that alot lately. Wonder what my deal is:). She's really cute though and can be nice (just not to me). LoL I think of I tried to hold her she would bite me :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TbEn2gJ7McI/AAAAAAAAAjo/fejsmxc9Y3A/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TbEn6xtbeHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/K1vxNrmsKOM/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This little guy is her brother. He likes me :) that makes me happy. He has the biggest blue eyes and will just stare at you without blinking forever. I tried to have a staring contest with him and lost :). Whenever I hold him he does does this happy little scream and drools everywhere. He is also one of those baby that likes to upchuck alot. Reminds me of this wild little girl (who did the same thing) that loved me to hold her :) :(. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TbEn5-mhnQI/AAAAAAAAAj0/m-_YffcSjP4/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is what my next post will be about. :). Five dollars to whoever can tell me what this picture is of :)!! (jock, Aimee you don't count) make sure you tune in for this post. You won't want to miss it. This could...no will change your life. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-874617876093006912?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/874617876093006912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=874617876093006912&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/874617876093006912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/874617876093006912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-pictures.html' title='Some pictures.'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TbEn389uKXI/AAAAAAAAAjs/bIYpwPsk_tY/s72-c/bloggerPlus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-9133709577392230736</id><published>2011-04-19T00:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:48:01.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post :)</title><content type='html'> Hey!! I'M BACK!!! :).  Hmm you'll don't seem very excited.  You know it's been awhile posting when you can't remember your own blogs name or your password for it. :). Well with all the upheaval and rebellions going on in the world I could feel it flowing over into Jordania. I can feel the unrest building here. So I figure I should address the needs of my people (my followers:) before you start some kind of rebellion. &lt;font face='Helvetica' &gt;&lt;/font&gt;That could turn out pretty violent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay enough of the jokes. Just figured I would wipe the dust of me blog and try to start posting again.  I'm posting for the first time using my iPad so I really hope it works. Actually the truth is I was trying to study for a test in the bible institute tomorrow but got bored and wasn't tired because I just got done playing hockey so I decided to blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I stopped at the store on my way home to get something healthy to snack on while I study/(post). I'm starting to think there isn't anything that taste good that's healthy for you. I'll find something that says it's healthy for you and that taste decent but when I bring it home and show my mom. She always reads the lable and tells me how bad it is for my body. I'm starting to get depressed :-/ I'll the things she says is healthy taste nasty. So if youll know of some healthy good tasting food I can snack on please tell me. Anyhow I ended up getting a bag of mango strips (they taste really good so i didnt even bother asking my mom if they are healthy, depressing) and an Odwalla drink. The Odwalla drinks taste so good. You should try them sometime. But I'm kind of upset at them now. The drinks already came in a small bottle, well they made the bottle even smaller. The price is the same for the smaller bottles as it was for the bigger bottle. Its such a rip off. :(. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm bummer sorry guys I had some pictures I wanted to post but my devices aren't working like I'm wanting them to. :) I can't get the pictures to transfer. Ahhh!! Okay whatever. Well that just made a lame post even lamer. :). I'll try to get it figured out tomorrow. I've got pictures of some grand adventures I had last fall so I'll try to post those. I'm so ready for the snow to go away. Go awayyyy...  I'm excited about summer yet it's kind of depressing at the same time. Most of my summer fun (certain family members) are going to be gone. :-/ not happy.  Not very pleased with some people over in Africa for encouraging it. :). No im happy they are going. I told jock he had to come up with something fun for us to do every thursday this summer so we don't get depressed with some of the family being gone. So im going to try to post every Thursday on whatever we end up doing.  I think the first thing he wants to do is finish his tree fort. :).  Oh the joys of being a big brother :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hehe I just found a picture to post.  You'll all love this.  So most of mine and jocks bonding time is shooting each other up on the playstation. He for the most part beats up on me pretty good. But the other night I played really good and spanked him for the first time. I was so pleased with myself I took a picture of the score hehe I'm such a dork. Yeehaaa I beat my little brother. :) I'm winters jock is spears &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Ta0-L9TpxvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/cj6ZGhyO4co/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-9133709577392230736?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/9133709577392230736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=9133709577392230736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/9133709577392230736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/9133709577392230736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2011/04/post.html' title='A Post :)'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Ta0-L9TpxvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/cj6ZGhyO4co/s72-c/bloggerPlus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-466108527792645491</id><published>2010-11-01T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:54:59.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Headed to Mexico!!  :) I will try to post if I can. You can also follow me on twitter if you want.  It&amp;#39;s jordanjhumphrey &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-466108527792645491?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/466108527792645491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=466108527792645491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/466108527792645491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/466108527792645491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504019737514082258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is what happens when you leave your phone up at the girls house :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2220834636251957424?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2220834636251957424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2220834636251957424&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2220834636251957424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2220834636251957424'/><link rel='alternate' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-513454785062022191</id><published>2010-08-03T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:09:44.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TFi92M8TIqI/AAAAAAAAAik/YYMWBnnCr7Q/s1600/photo-784356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TFi92M8TIqI/AAAAAAAAAik/YYMWBnnCr7Q/s320/photo-784356.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501355683717784226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-513454785062022191?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/513454785062022191/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TFi92M8TIqI/AAAAAAAAAik/YYMWBnnCr7Q/s72-c/photo-784356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2038778955959577493</id><published>2010-07-20T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:36:01.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a cool movie mike showed me.. Its of a guy driving around Fairbanks. Ya real cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jord&lt;/span&gt;!?&lt;br /&gt;Just watch it.. It makes me want to go boarding for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="261" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIalaG6CBt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIalaG6CBt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="261"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2038778955959577493?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2038778955959577493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2038778955959577493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2038778955959577493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2038778955959577493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/07/heres-cool-movie-mike-showed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1255282797424032689</id><published>2010-06-22T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:12:15.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry the pictures are alittle old. As you can see there isn't any leaves on the trees. Me, Bub, Jock, Aimee, and Kriss all went four wheeling awhile back.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485840157435072642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGejtZ9kII/AAAAAAAAAhE/KieIc7x4kUc/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bub and Jock rode on one four wheeler and I had Kriss and Aimee.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485842853803018274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhAqKLSCI/AAAAAAAAAh8/JVyfvBQ1nvQ/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bub and Jock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485840127435300610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGeh9pdXwI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rYGpSScPZ3k/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The many faces of Kriss and Aimee..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485841403681913634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGfsQCXOyI/AAAAAAAAAhU/RCQHxMaXaTc/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485841411915459874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGfsutZLSI/AAAAAAAAAhc/M5mjc_mUJu0/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhB9ey8jI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Spba1AGCnkI/s1600/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485842876169646642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhB9ey8jI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Spba1AGCnkI/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485840160238690626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGej32ZYUI/AAAAAAAAAhM/8QeE2OwJ16A/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485840133840012418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGeiVgdhII/AAAAAAAAAg0/_X8DTtmM_xk/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhBhRdS-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/CSqfYP4Jqmw/s1600/Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485842868597509090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhBhRdS-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/CSqfYP4Jqmw/s320/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485840144360569506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGei8sweqI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Y2Zru3hdQI0/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kriss with her charming brother.  Hmm you can't really see my face in these pictures :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485841434524533170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGfuC70QbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/vkJSAvaNzsg/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhBGut_yI/AAAAAAAAAiE/eptiNV7R9Is/s1600/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485842861472481058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhBGut_yI/AAAAAAAAAiE/eptiNV7R9Is/s320/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485842882712462530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGhCV2uZMI/AAAAAAAAAic/1yrHDgOtLpc/s320/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me before and after the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TCGftucP_5I/AAAAAAAAAhs/UrEbd5SFNuU/s1600/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485841429023424402" style="DISPLAY: block; 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We went to the Glacier by Paxon. It turned out to be more fun then I thought it would be. We saw a herd of buffalo and got to watch our dog Jane chase some caribou up a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Glacier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdLgbTnPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vnXHo9RdNs4/s1600/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477675867797953778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdLgbTnPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vnXHo9RdNs4/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Miss Kriss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdK6dPKfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m0J-JjXY9vY/s1600/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477675857605503474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdK6dPKfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m0J-JjXY9vY/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bek and Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdKQEgWlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LuwxSFaK7hc/s1600/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477675846227483218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdKQEgWlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LuwxSFaK7hc/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdJ4xLGgI/AAAAAAAAAgM/1uNPqfc-heI/s1600/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477675839972383234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdJ4xLGgI/AAAAAAAAAgM/1uNPqfc-heI/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScDZRKR6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/_1iwHiDFOc0/s1600/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477674628925769634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScDZRKR6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/_1iwHiDFOc0/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScDJm2gQI/AAAAAAAAAf8/kF_Hfhr2NwE/s1600/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477674624721780994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScDJm2gQI/AAAAAAAAAf8/kF_Hfhr2NwE/s320/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry the only picture I could get of Tobi. :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScCPaqLjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/SRJg2fgJ28s/s1600/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477674609101385266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScCPaqLjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/SRJg2fgJ28s/s320/Picture+018.jpg" 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;Kriss again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScB7VrV8I/AAAAAAAAAfk/cOz6gPRfRag/s1600/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477674603711780802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TAScB7VrV8I/AAAAAAAAAfk/cOz6gPRfRag/s320/Picture+017.jpg" 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;The river just came out if the Ice. It was neat to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa32gWYSI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x7yG6DY0iIk/s1600/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477673331104047394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa32gWYSI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x7yG6DY0iIk/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa3fVTskI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5aMhl_U0L8c/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477673324883718722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa3fVTskI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5aMhl_U0L8c/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa22G8SFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Fd6VBdoX4kE/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa2SJ7WBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Q7vtUPKFbow/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amiee and Riley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa2F1XxPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/U6QKCQRWDfQ/s1600/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477673300859012338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASa2F1XxPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/U6QKCQRWDfQ/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm Sorry guys no pictures of me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so funny to watch Jane cross the rope bridge. She was so cute and wasn't scared at all. I was sorta scared watching her do it. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6416122184116092743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6416122184116092743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6416122184116092743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-little-hike.html' title='Our Little Hike'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/TASdLgbTnPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vnXHo9RdNs4/s72-c/Picture+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-247429776424252515</id><published>2010-04-19T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:41:51.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Then Not Posting Or Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( This world is extremely cruel. Tobi is eating popcorn next to me and I can't eat it.. SO WRONG!!&lt;br /&gt;I got my wisdom teeth taken out Saturday.. So I just get to sit in pain without a Mommy to take care of my and the rest off my family eating my popcorn around me. Ya MY MICROWAVE POPCORN!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S800fPk8w7I/AAAAAAAAAek/dN3h9InTzpo/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462079634432377778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S800fPk8w7I/AAAAAAAAAek/dN3h9InTzpo/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is one really good side affect of getting my wisdom teeth out and that is the meds that you get because of it. When I'm on them I've never felt better. I think they make me kind of high. :) It feels really cool. I had to stay home from work today because I'm not supposed to drive when I'm on my meds. I feel like such a loser because I just slept all day.&lt;br /&gt;We were going to watch the Office tonight but the clearplay didn't work. So we shut it off because of the cussing. I guess you can't be funny without cussing... :( So now we are watching a show on earth day. boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies we went and watched How to Train Your Dragon in 3D in the theater. The movie was really good. You should go watch it if you haven't yet. It was the first time watching a movie in 3D. I didn't think it was that great. It was kind of neat for acouple minutes but it wasn't worth paying the extra money. That is except for the fact you get to wear these awesome glasses.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S804vYImRmI/AAAAAAAAAes/85ukksR63vU/s1600/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462084309653800546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S804vYImRmI/AAAAAAAAAes/85ukksR63vU/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I saw Caleb and Lisa wearing a stylish pare of glasses. You could ether recycle them or keep them after the movie. I liked them so much kept mine. The really cool thing was that they worked even outside the theater. NO JOKE THEY DID!! Everything was still 3D when wearing them out of the theater. You should try it out next time you go to the theater. Keep your glasses and wear them outside. :) Now I just need to find an Oakley style of these glasses. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462089371226586338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S809V_9lvOI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5heceNrcs5M/s320/Oakley-Valentines-Day-Frogskins-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-247429776424252515?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/247429776424252515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=247429776424252515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/247429776424252515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/247429776424252515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/04/better-then-not-posting-or-not.html' title='Better Then Not Posting Or Not'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S800fPk8w7I/AAAAAAAAAek/dN3h9InTzpo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6536862100959141250</id><published>2010-02-28T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:57:25.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOOOO CANADA!!! &lt;/strong&gt;How could you Sid? After many long years of being a faithful fan (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that is until the olympics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) of Crosby he goes and ruins my hope of the USA winning gold. :-(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443556996658010834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4tmP0xkmtI/AAAAAAAAAec/dY4VBoX0i_Y/s320/sid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443556991748653698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4tmPifFwoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/DEIdiZLIMiI/s320/f6f4d598-7a6d-4905-848f-13db4f3381d1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was really hard to see USA lose. They fought so hard and never gave up. It made me proud to be an American..  Even though we lost I can't help but be happy for Sid and the Canadians and that they got to win gold in Canada.. :(   :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay get this, the game was on while we where in church and Pioneers home. So the Johnsons recorded it for us so we could watch it after we got done with all that.. I figured it would be a miracle if I made it through the day without someone saying who won.. I guess miracles happen because I actually made it through the day without finding out. I only had an hour and a half to watch the game in because I had my own hockey game I had to go to. I would've just skipped my game so I would have more time to watch the Olympic game but it was our semifinal game so I just couldn't skip it. I thought an hour and a half would be enough time to watch the game since it was recorded and we could fast foreword all the ads. But NOOO...     When the time rolled around when I should be heading to my game was when USA scored the goal to send the game into OT..  I was like YESSSSS then like NOOOOOOOOOOO because I had to leave..  I ran out of the house screaming. I couldn't believe I was leaving right when it was going into overtime. arrgh :-O    I new as soon as I made it to my game that my teammates would be talking about who won the game so I just had dad tell me as we road into town since he already new..  And then to find out it was my favorite player who ended it for us it was tough.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Anyhow there is a happy side to all this. It made me really stoked when I got on the ice and I ended up scoring two goals and winning the game.. :)  My team gets to play in the championship game on Tuesday!! It was a really rough game though. The other team was kind of playing dirty. One of our players got slashed in the hand and thinks it got broken and I got hit in the mouth by the butt end of some dudes stick when he checked me.. It hurt I thought me nose was going to start gushing blood but it didn't. Right now my mouth and nose hurt so bad.. It was still alot of fun..  When I got home dad said something about me getting beat up on the ice and getting hit in the face.  Bek was like "ya Jordan you do look like you got beat up". I was like "I do"? She was like "ya your eyes"!  MY EYES? She was like "ya they're all green". Hmm okay. Don't know what she ment by that, I thought they were always green?  I looked in the mirror and I did look like I had been through it..  Anyhow better get some sleep. I'll let you know how my game goes on Tuesday. It should be good, the last time we played this team there was some fights.. Ya I'm already pumped for it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6536862100959141250?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/6536862100959141250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6536862100959141250&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6536862100959141250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6536862100959141250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/02/nooooooooooooooooo.html' title='NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4tmP0xkmtI/AAAAAAAAAec/dY4VBoX0i_Y/s72-c/sid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3476161272166338701</id><published>2010-02-22T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:52:57.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow it's been almost a month since I posted on this blog.. Hmm don't really know if I like the new background. I miss Sid. ): Speaking of Crosby did any of you watch the US spank Canada at hockey yesterday? Pretty sweet!! It was kind of sad because that was the first time I yelled against Crosby.. But whatever I guess it just means I'm to patriotic. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did any of you notice the USA snowboarding outfits? They were nice.. I was so jealous and go figure Burton's not selling them anywhere. :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441310470359322994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4NrCyJhkXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/xmlRum7Aklk/s320/burton-2010-olympic-us-uniforms-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love the pants.. The Jacket and pants or both Gore-tex. Let me know what you think of them? Cool? or not so Cool? Watching all the boarding was killing me. It made me want to go boarding so bad.. It brought back some good memories.. :) :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As usually i don't got much to post. Life has been real busy. Working five-tens right now, which should turn into six-tens sometime next month. Ya not looking forward to that.. There goes my summer.:( I'm also studying to get my journeyman card for plumbing.. Talk about boring... It's really hard for me to sit down and study for it.. So please pray for me. It will be a big relief if I can get it done soon.. I'm really thankful for my job. God has blessed me beyond what I would've ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week the church had a sweetheart banquet for valentines day. So there was a couple little kids that we got to babysit at my house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Little guy is named Orren. Hmm don't know if that's how you spell it.. He was so cute and sweet.. I would've just held him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441321063939008418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4N0raTvZ6I/AAAAAAAAAd8/2JLiR6fu9LQ/s320/cell+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was crawling by the couch I was laying on so I picked him up and laid him on my lap and it for some reason he just laid there and started laughing. I wanted to keep him... Oh well some day I'll have my own. Hopefully.. OH Ya by the way I got to hold Logan again today.. That little guy is adorable.. He's so small and I love his black hair. I'm so happy for Mike and Kassandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441321043897460306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4N0qPpdplI/AAAAAAAAAds/ggi7o6qfCU8/s320/cell+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Joy and ya as you can see I didn't get a vary good picture. She's kind of on the wild side so just getting this picture was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441321048471641074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4N0qgsCG_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ElxSwu97lwg/s320/cell+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had another little visitor too. We found this puppy scratching at our back door. It was really cold out and he was covered in ice sickles. So us being dog lovers let him in to warm up. AND YA the next thing I know he's in bed with me!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441321077852010210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4N0sOI29uI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ZesUd881Cog/s320/cell+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We found his master the next day. I guess he had been missing for four days when we found him. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441321085828239778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4N0sr2ikaI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2OIC7Fdelpc/s320/cell+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'll end this post with a this really cool movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video shows the winner of " Ukraine 's Got Talent", Kseniya Simonova, 24, drawing a series of pictures on an illuminated sand table showing how ordinary people were affected by the German invasion during World War II. Her talent, which admittedly is a strange one, is mesmeric to watch.The images, projected onto a large screen, moved many in the audience to tears and she won the top prize of about $130,000.00She begins by creating a scene showing a couple sitting holding hands on a bench under a starry sky, but then warplanes appear and the happy scene is obliterated.It is replaced by a woman's face crying, but then a baby arrives and the woman smiles again. Once again war returns and Miss Simonova throws the sand into chaos from which a young woman's face appears.She quickly becomes an old widow, her face wrinkled and sad, before the image turns into a monument to an Unknown Soldier.This outdoor scene becomes framed by a window as if the viewer is looking out on the monument from within a house.In the final scene, a mother and child appear inside and a man standing outside, with his hands pressed against the glass, saying goodbye.The Great Patriotic War, as it is called in Ukraine , resulted in one in four of the population being killed with eight to 11 million deaths out of a population of 42 million.Kseniya Simonova says: "I find it difficult enough to create art using paper and pencils or paintbrushes, but using sand and fingers is beyond me.. The art, especially when the war is used as the subject matter, even brings some audience members to tears. And there's surely no bigger compliment."&lt;br /&gt;Please take time out to see this amazing piece of art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOhf3OvRXKg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOhf3OvRXKg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3476161272166338701?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3476161272166338701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3476161272166338701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3476161272166338701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3476161272166338701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow-its-been-almost-month-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S4NrCyJhkXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/xmlRum7Aklk/s72-c/burton-2010-olympic-us-uniforms-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2618778487748203379</id><published>2010-01-25T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:11:19.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatcha Think?</title><content type='html'>Sorry it took so long but my internet was down last week. Thanks to all you who voted on my polls. So whatcha all think of my new background?  I started another blog &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://1corinthians13vs11.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Other Side of Jordania&lt;/a&gt;. Please check it out and let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2618778487748203379?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2618778487748203379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2618778487748203379&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2618778487748203379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2618778487748203379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatcha-think.html' title='Whatcha Think?'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-7755039085192071889</id><published>2010-01-11T22:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:36:57.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I don't really know what to post about, but I felt like posting. Hmm lets see?? Oh, ya, it's crazy cold out. It's -42 right now :-( Oh, that reminds me, I better go plug me truck in.. brb My house doesn't do too good in this cold. The boiler is on its last leg and my zone valves and t-stats aren't working. So the boiler just keeps running all day. Ya, not good. arrgh Makes for a big fuel bill. The sad thing is even with the boiler running nonstop the house won't get above 60. If I want it warmer I have to start a fire. The scary thing is that I'm running really low on wood now. Oh well I'm sure I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I finally got to go back to work last week, so that was good. Getting work off for two weeks was nice but it gets old being a bum, so ya I was ready to go back to work.. Anyhow I need money (well not really) I spent way to much this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning dad gave a three hour class on Biblical Philosophy Of Christian Music.. That was good to go over once again. Saturday was kind of cold and windy, yet it felt like a day when you should be on the hill boarding. It felt so wrong to just be sitting home. Kind of depressing. Made me want to just curl up in bed and cry :-( I tried to watch football, but it was too boring and I was too restless. I felt like I had to do something. So I went to town. Um ya yay!! Exciting!! That turned out to be a big flop.. I did go to my favorite store Wooly Rhinos. I love that place!!! But it made me kind of mad. WHY IS IT that there is always wicked awesome stuff for the girls and not for the guys? :( very frustrating.. It wouldn't be so bad if I had a girl to buy for.. I would probably spend way too much on her.. :) I always tease my mom about how that when I get a girl I'm going to take her in that store and dress her up like a Barbie doll.. LOL That usually gets me a lecture from her :) I knew it was time to go home when a, Hmm, (lets just say fruity) guy working at one of the stores was like "dude you doing okay? You look way too happy?" He said the last part sarcastically.. "Ya ,I'm good." He was like, "you sure?" "OH, ya pretty sure, thanks" leaving now.. It was just kind of creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go play a hockey game Sunday night so that was fun. Besides the fact that we got spanked 3-8. That's happened alot this year.. After the game I hurried home because the kids wanted to watch Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. Creepy, like really creepy movie. Any how when I got home they were all excited because one of the kids was snooping through my book bag and found a necklace that had a cross on it.. They were like Jordan what's thissss?? I was like you know me. I love wearing necklessse. :) Hmm I guess it doesn't sound that funny but it was at the time. They were acting like it was something I was hiding and wore when no one was around.. I thought they already knew I had it because I always use it as a book mark when I'm reading my bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm How about I post some pictures so this post isn't to boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425754289497025906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0wmx4gFrXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9OHeUxasoAA/s320/onesheet_cloudy_with_a_chance_of_meatballs_lg1-512x767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This movie was so creepy.. I didn't have a clue it was going to be like it was.. It made me want to throw up.. No Joke.. So I just went to bed early and let the rest of the family watch it.. It was really funny laying in bed listening to the sounds of the movie and then hear those watching the movie react to what they saw. There would be some gross sound come from the movie then you would hear "yuck, that was disgusting" or "oh, gross that was disturbing". Any how I wouldn't suggest wasting your time watching this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425758156550350674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0wqS-Zcp1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/2UmjRFZeIHw/s320/cell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my bookmark (necklace) that they were teasing me about. I thought it was cool.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2589/4076330984_cf09fe8c72_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Olympics start soon so that's really cool. I tried to get Mike to go to Vancouver with me to see the Olympics. He said he would, but when he told his wife she said something about a baby coming in February and that there was no way he was going. I was like "Mike's not the one having the baby and it's not his fault she's having one (well maybe it is but, whatever, that's not the point) and she doesn't need him there to have the baby". But she still said NO!! :( So selfish of her I think.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping someone would post there New Year resoloutions, so we could all laugh at them. But since no one did I'll post some so you could laugh at me... Here's three of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Work out a couple times a week so I look like Tim Tebow by June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426506671628815298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S07TESW5C8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/V21EdD7d_ZQ/s320/Tebow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh boy I'm felling it!! So can't wait!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426506687352732098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S07TFM7w-cI/AAAAAAAAAdA/J-l3XqJOk8Y/s320/tim-tebow.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 2. Move out and get my own place.. Okay people thats enough. STOP rolling your eyes!!! ya ya I know I've said that before.. But I do mean it this time.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;3. Get married.. I just realized that I'm turning 23 this year. Ya I'm getting old.. So i figure if I have to do it I might as well get it done this year...  Hmm I guess that means now I've got to find a girl thats willing to marry me..  arrgh That could be hard..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426508424160884290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S07UqTDGNkI/AAAAAAAAAdI/KjA-rTqf32s/s320/ist2_5145595_attention_wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay enough with being a joke.. I was wondering do you guys think I should change my blog around??  Like give it a new like??  You all tired if Sid yet??   Also I know this blog isn't vary beneficial or uplifting so I was thinking about posting more stuff like bible verses, sermons, new, and just more serious stuff.. Whatcha think?? or should I just give up blogging all together?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-7755039085192071889?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/7755039085192071889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=7755039085192071889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7755039085192071889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7755039085192071889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-dont-really-know-what-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0wmx4gFrXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9OHeUxasoAA/s72-c/onesheet_cloudy_with_a_chance_of_meatballs_lg1-512x767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4562557572515806821</id><published>2010-01-02T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:52:18.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My time Off</title><content type='html'>Well here's pretty much what I did my whole time off over Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422416472706574658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BLDX_m6UI/AAAAAAAAAa4/jmIdoRj0zLo/s320/gameing+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Play the PS3!!!! :-)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422416480679767570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BLD1skLhI/AAAAAAAAAbA/cCdp-2Woka8/s320/gameing+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Big brother Little brother bonding time. You dont want to know how many hours we put on the ps3 the last two weeks.. Ya very grown up of me.. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422432681047039074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BZy0xHHGI/AAAAAAAAAcA/WklXUtgOoJo/s320/gameing+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; T&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ohh and just so you know, violent vidoe games do make you violent.. WHEN YOUR LITTLE BROTHER KEEPS WHIPPING UP ON YOU AT THEM!!! :-( just ask Jock..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422421595828184274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BPtlG-5NI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Qgjzekm5JVs/s320/gameing+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422421603703129026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BPuCchA8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/ZKC02FsuD0M/s320/gameing+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So ya when I wasn't on the ps3 i was usualy sleeping. Here I got all the puppies to join me in a nap..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422416468349049890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BLDHwsXCI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XhIqUpW5wJE/s320/dogs+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Isn't he adorable?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422416460332207410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BLCp5VDTI/AAAAAAAAAao/XmQukBqLYLE/s320/dogs+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I found that I don't really like being in a big family!! Big family means that you have to take turns holding Rishon..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BSCU-cTwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/K4ErOjWs4-Q/s1600-h/Uncle+Jord+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422424151297904386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BSCU-cTwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/K4ErOjWs4-Q/s320/Uncle+Jord+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I'm giving him his first driving lesson. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BSBzGWLZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i2snn3G9ozc/s1600-h/Uncle+Jord+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422424142204251538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BSBzGWLZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i2snn3G9ozc/s320/Uncle+Jord+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to take a little nap with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422424138865420274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BSBmqTp_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/vuhir8BCvEw/s320/Uncle+Jor%3Cspan%20%3Cspan%20class=" /&gt;clas&lt;/span&gt;s="&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging out with uncle Jord in town while his mom was shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BSBLN8SdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/P3h1sDx1ZPo/s1600-h/Uncle+Jord+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422424131498691026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BSBLN8SdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/P3h1sDx1ZPo/s320/Uncle+Jord+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4562557572515806821?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4562557572515806821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4562557572515806821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4562557572515806821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4562557572515806821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-time-off.html' title='My time Off'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/S0BLDX_m6UI/AAAAAAAAAa4/jmIdoRj0zLo/s72-c/gameing+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1333735714115376164</id><published>2009-12-13T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:41:41.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyXsNfXwSLI/AAAAAAAAAag/dAorRkRjU4c/s1600-h/bm-image-701054.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyXsNfXwSLI/AAAAAAAAAag/dAorRkRjU4c/s320/bm-image-701054.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414993843486476466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well I&amp;#39;m back home and have to go back to work tomorrow, so I&amp;#39;m kind of in depression. &amp;#160; Here&amp;#39;s my goodbye picture with Rishon. :-( &amp;#160;I already miss him. &amp;#160;Hopefully they get to come up for christmass!!&amp;#160;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1333735714115376164?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1333735714115376164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1333735714115376164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1333735714115376164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1333735714115376164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_13.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyXsNfXwSLI/AAAAAAAAAag/dAorRkRjU4c/s72-c/bm-image-701054.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1870512510661972915</id><published>2009-12-10T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:41:10.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyH3lwrIRWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/SyRXKDSdglc/s1600-h/bm-image-770823.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyH3lwrIRWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/SyRXKDSdglc/s320/bm-image-770823.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413880455169066338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyH3mVxz0tI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Gj8LEueMwYE/s1600-h/bm-image-772882.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyH3mVxz0tI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Gj8LEueMwYE/s320/bm-image-772882.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413880465129198290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Me and Rishon were planning a sleepover in my bed tonight, but for some reason his mom put the veto on that. She said something about not having right equipment to feed him when he wants his midnight snack. I was like (whatever!) and held up my gallon of milk I had stolen from the fridge. &amp;#160;She still said no and even took my milk away. :-(. Needless to say me and Rishon were heartbroken. &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1870512510661972915?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1870512510661972915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1870512510661972915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1870512510661972915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1870512510661972915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_10.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyH3lwrIRWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/SyRXKDSdglc/s72-c/bm-image-770823.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6244687252979167332</id><published>2009-12-10T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:50:38.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie Bek</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyFtL3vwhCI/AAAAAAAAAaI/YBoLK0QjM_c/s1600-h/photo-738978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyFtL3vwhCI/AAAAAAAAAaI/YBoLK0QjM_c/s320/photo-738978.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413728277786297378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here hope you are happy now Rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6244687252979167332?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/6244687252979167332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6244687252979167332&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6084408260485134834</id><published>2009-12-10T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:58:35.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Jord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyEou9jnvmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4wisTjS5Ilg/s1600-h/photo-715247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyEou9jnvmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4wisTjS5Ilg/s320/photo-715247.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413653014339108450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I love this little guy. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6084408260485134834?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SyEou9jnvmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4wisTjS5Ilg/s72-c/photo-715247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3455174113016974901</id><published>2009-12-09T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:46:42.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f6616b077e0ff448" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-149832884868774428</id><published>2009-12-08T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:59:12.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The drive down</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J26jWfqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/dm7A4HWftBE/s1600-h/bm-image-723713.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J26jWfqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/dm7A4HWftBE/s320/bm-image-723713.jpe" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126484901920418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J3RyheoI/AAAAAAAAAZg/68pNPhxVbIo/s1600-h/bm-image-725008.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J3RyheoI/AAAAAAAAAZg/68pNPhxVbIo/s320/bm-image-725008.jpe" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126491139570306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J3s5RUdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3Rwkj8YeKOM/s1600-h/bm-image-726144.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J3s5RUdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3Rwkj8YeKOM/s320/bm-image-726144.jpe" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126498415628754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J36RuAJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6o4N7fKDcMA/s1600-h/bm-image-727426.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J36RuAJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6o4N7fKDcMA/s320/bm-image-727426.jpe" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126502007832722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J4LY4lQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/BDQlbe-5WdU/s1600-h/bm-image-728855.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J4LY4lQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/BDQlbe-5WdU/s320/bm-image-728855.jpe" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126506601288962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hmm bummer. This picture didn't turn out to good. We passed some guys snowboarding with giant kites. It looked like alot of fun. The two litte specks on the lower right are the guys with there kites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-149832884868774428?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/149832884868774428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=149832884868774428&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/149832884868774428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/149832884868774428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message.html' title='The drive down'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx9J26jWfqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/dm7A4HWftBE/s72-c/bm-image-723713.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5278138737599935038</id><published>2009-12-07T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:20:16.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Jord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx3-MJle9vI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rRDU6HOu7nM/s1600-h/photo-716930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sx3-MJle9vI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rRDU6HOu7nM/s320/photo-716930.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412761811854227186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here&amp;#39;s me kissing the baby for you mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-5278138737599935038?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/5278138737599935038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=5278138737599935038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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He got my good looks. :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1219662020018843196?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1219662020018843196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1219662020018843196&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1219662020018843196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1219662020018843196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/12/lucky-guy-he-got-my-good-looks_06.html' 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Jord'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxyjGJF3AxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9vrKu_QsSTk/s72-c/photo-760367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2462719572932762538</id><published>2009-12-05T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:07:58.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Jord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxsgD6nZV1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/R8Av-Wncw3A/s1600-h/photo-778964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxsgD6nZV1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/R8Av-Wncw3A/s320/photo-778964.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411954628861974354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Look who I&amp;#39;ve got!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2462719572932762538?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2462719572932762538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2462719572932762538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2462719572932762538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2462719572932762538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/12/uncle-jord.html' title='Uncle Jord'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxsgD6nZV1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/R8Av-Wncw3A/s72-c/photo-778964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4118756066359513687</id><published>2009-12-04T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:39:00.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:-)  I CAN'T WAIT!!</title><content type='html'>I should be going to bed right now. My body is so ready for bed, but my mind isn't ready yet. I just got home from one of my hockey games (which we lost).  Seems like that's happening alot this year. Ohwell..  Before the game my head felt like someone hit it with a baseball bat and I was getting the shivers.  And then after the game I'm usually really hot but this time I was freezing and my body was aching..  I hope I'm not getting sick. :-(  Because I've got a long day ahead of my tomorrow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You all probably heard already that Jo had here baby!!  And guess who gets to go see him??................  Did you guess??  IT'S ME!!!  :-)   I don't care if i'm dying I would still go..  So ya .... After way way way to many years I'm finally a real Uncle.. I'm so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If you know me at all, you know I love kids..  There was a family in our church that had three little kids.  I felt like even though we weren't blood they were still my nieces and nephew. They would never call me uncle and wasn't able to take them places. But I was able to see them at church and go to there house and play with them..  There little boy would always run into church all grumpy speaking what sounded like Klingon with a few English words mixed in. :-)    I would go run him down and tickle him as he screamed and giggled. Then I would turn him upside down and blow on his belly. :-) It always seemed to put alittle smile on his face.. I would always try to get him go to his mom and say ( nother brother, nother brother), because I thought he needed one.. because JORD KNOWS WHAT'S BEST!!... Then there was their older daughter who would always come in and tell me what a bad boy I was and that she was going to tell her mom that I stuck my tongue out at her!! I would just stick it out again and she would run off to tell her mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then there was their little girl.  She might be just a couple yours old but boy does she know how to flirt..  AND YOU KNOW ME!?! I totally fell for it..  She first played hard to get with me..  But after a couple of month of try to get her to like me, my Jordan charm won out (LIKE ALWAYS :-) .  I finally got it to were she would let me hold her. And the funny thing was that I was the only one she would let hold her.. If some one else tried to take her she would throw a fit..  THAT's HOW I LIKE MY GIRLS  :-) lol okay ya the was a bit inappropriate..   The thing I remember most is when I was the usher and her mom would carry her out. She would always try to kick me in the head so I would pay attention to her!! :-)  Hmm wow I must be sick and tired. Thinking about that just made me cry  :-(    Even though I wasn't family, I loved them like they were mine..   They were taken out of my life awhile back and it was and is hard on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But the Lord is good.. He new I needed a little nephew in my life..  It's been awhile since I had a little boy to chase around and tickle.. LOL I guess it's still going to be a bit before i get to do that.. But at least I know ones on the way..  But I'm just happy that I will get to hold him soon.. :-)  And ya when he says uncle jord for the first time I'm going to cry.. :-)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The best part is that I don't have to see other people mess around and post pics of there nieces and nephews and not have any of my own..  So ya expect alot of pics of me and him.. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay bed time my bodies drained of all energy..  Pray that I'm not getting sick and that me and bek have a safe drive down tomorrow.. We are driving to Anchorage tomorrow after work.. And then to Anchor Point on Saturday. So ya hopefully I don't fall asleep at the wheel..    O BOY IT'S LATE!! Nite all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4118756066359513687?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4118756066359513687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4118756066359513687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4118756066359513687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4118756066359513687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-wait.html' title=':-)  I CAN&apos;T WAIT!!'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-8838653151467416104</id><published>2009-11-29T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:53:18.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA KEEP ONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                 I WANNA KEEP ONE!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409438075805334466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIvRP7Ze8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/pETePouCDx0/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                          Check out this cute little guy... Umm  ya I'm talking about the beagle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not me.. :-) If you were wondering.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409438082607205394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIvRpRFzBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ldz8ZKYQVZo/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      How could you not want a beagle??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409438086782572498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIvR40k19I/AAAAAAAAAYY/kwZxRXzHC5A/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                 I just put this picture in so you could check out my sweet beany!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409438093194937922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIvSQtZxkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/IlFMqVxdm38/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya I want to keep one really bad.. BUT??? My mom said I had to get married before I was allowed to get a dog.. SO?!?! anybody out there who wants to marry me in the next six weeks?? Anybody?? Oh and Smith don't even think about it!! You don't like beagles anyway.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        Just think people you would get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409442365157794770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIzK7At49I/AAAAAAAAAYo/DzUJEmHal9k/s320/04-05-09_2155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                       AND A BEAGLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409442366809568930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIzLBKh9qI/AAAAAAAAAYw/L-UczP-XC4g/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                         What more could you want?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409442869371976882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIzoRWvvLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/FdYa1-ycXxk/s320/05-28-09_2148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well I bet you all are really tired of seeing beagle pictures.. I just got home from a UAF hockey game that want seven rounds in a shootout. So I was alittle pumped up when I got home. I thought I would releave all my extra energy by doing a post and making a fool of myself...  :) It worked! I'm so ready for bed now.. Nite&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/6239623864289391083-8838653151467416104?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/8838653151467416104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=8838653151467416104&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8838653151467416104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8838653151467416104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wanna-keep-one.html' title='I WANNA KEEP ONE!!'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SxIvRP7Ze8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/pETePouCDx0/s72-c/Picture+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-8382795471102012595</id><published>2009-11-13T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:03:32.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Beagles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sv5WF9y2ClI/AAAAAAAAAYA/8kKEyaqscoI/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403851263378328146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=8382795471102012595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8382795471102012595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8382795471102012595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-beagles.html' title='Baby Beagles'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sv5WF9y2ClI/AAAAAAAAAYA/8kKEyaqscoI/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-8078052181264877930</id><published>2009-11-08T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:36:16.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Why Girls Shouldn't Play Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gNmPybFK2_o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gNmPybFK2_o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm :) Need I say more??    WoW!! I should watch more womans soccer..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew I was right for not letting the girls play soccer with me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-8078052181264877930?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/8078052181264877930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=8078052181264877930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8078052181264877930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8078052181264877930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-why-girls-shouldnt-play-soccer.html' title='This Is Why Girls Shouldn&apos;t Play Soccer'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-564620812915873606</id><published>2009-11-01T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:43:38.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking the Roomate Out</title><content type='html'>Well I decided I couldn't have my new roommate hogging all my popcorn so I made up my mind he had to go.. :) Actually I took that picture of the little vole back in June.. I woke up one morning and was headed to the bathroom when I heard a noise in the living.. So I walked over to investigate.. I happened to walk up to the popcorn bowl.. All of the sudden popcorn started flying every where as the little guy freaked out when he saw me.. It kind of scared me for a second!! He couldn't get out off the bowl, so I had to tip the bowl up on its side.. He jumped out and run into my foot before running and hiding in the couch.. I ended taking care of him where he never came back.. That's kind of a sad story so I won't tell you about it.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow last week when I was drifting off to sleep something making little noises in my bedroom brought me wide awake.. Let me tell you it's kind of scary when your all alone in a house and you wake up to some noise from inside your bedroom!! So i flipped on my lamp and grabbed my 45!! LOL no I just turned on the light in time to see a little fury ball run under the heater.. I got to looking around and noticed alot of little brown dropping all over my floor.. Apparently Ive had the little roommate living with me for awhile.. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think much about it until I went to make lunch for work and found little vole dropping in my lunch box.. Arrgh }:( I had some medicine in there and he had chowed through the wrapper and ate some of it.. LOL He probably never felt so good.. For the next couple of night at about 11:30 right when i'm drifting off to sleep he comes in and pays me a visit.. Out of all the rooms in the house I don't know why he comes into mine.? And it was always at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399392303108855378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Su5-sUXIFlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/KYzovyn_mn0/s320/jordan+pics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't bug me much until one day I happened to leave a banana in my lunch box and he ate a nice little hole in it.. So I decided that my little roommate that was eating my food and wasn't paying rent had to go.. So I headed to the store to get a mouse trap.. When I got there I just couldn't bring myself to get one that would kill my little friend.. LOL ya I'm crazy.. So I got a live trap.. It worked pretty good and I ended up catching him and letting him go outside.. He hasn't came back yet so maybe he found a new home.. I do kind of miss the little guy. It gets kind of lonely in the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ya I don't have a very exciting life if I'm doing a post on a vole.. Well I guess it's better then nothing... hopefully...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-564620812915873606?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/564620812915873606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=564620812915873606&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/564620812915873606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/564620812915873606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-i-decided-i-couldnt-have-my-new.html' title='Kicking the Roomate Out'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Su5-sUXIFlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/KYzovyn_mn0/s72-c/jordan+pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-816133276260636125</id><published>2009-10-29T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:36:50.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Roomate Hogging all the Popcorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SuqEV8XPoXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eV2c0_4Ghgs/s1600-h/06-27-09_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SuqEV8XPoXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eV2c0_4Ghgs/s320/06-27-09_0901.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398272615872700786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-816133276260636125?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/816133276260636125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=816133276260636125&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/816133276260636125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/816133276260636125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='My little Roomate Hogging all the Popcorn'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SuqEV8XPoXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eV2c0_4Ghgs/s72-c/06-27-09_0901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1366606818135361136</id><published>2009-10-27T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:00:35.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>Wow it seems like forever since I last posted.  I&amp;#39;ve been meaning to post for awhile now but lifes been way to buisy lately. Some of family usually goes to Take 5 and B&amp;amp;N on Tuesdays and the last couple of weeks I haven&amp;#39;t had time to go with them. So today I desided I would make time so I can go. And go figure :( none of them ended up going to B&amp;amp;N.  Arrgh. Whatever.  So ya I&amp;#39;m just setting here at B&amp;amp;N all alone. My belly hurts from the cheesecake I ate.  Hmm I guess I should just go home. Kind of a waste of the evening. I thought I would atleast try doing a post from my phone and see how if it would work.         Oh ya! After having a realy nice October it finaly snow.   My VW doesn&amp;#39;t do well in the snow so I&amp;#39;m driving Yukon now. All the snow and having to drive the Yukon brought back memories of going boarding and other things.    It made me kind of depressed :(.     Oh well...     I realy hope this post works from my phone. otherwise that was a complete waste of a half hour :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1366606818135361136?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1366606818135361136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1366606818135361136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1366606818135361136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1366606818135361136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/10/multimedia-message.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5050579776328518811</id><published>2009-10-01T23:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:17:14.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Will Be A Day</title><content type='html'>There Will Be A Day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I try to hold on to this world with everything I have&lt;br /&gt;But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;trys&lt;/span&gt; to grab&lt;br /&gt;The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth,&lt;br /&gt;that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings&lt;br /&gt;That there will be a place with no more suffering&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day when the burdens of this place,&lt;br /&gt;will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But until that day, we’ll hold on to you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I know the journey seems so long&lt;br /&gt;You feel your walking on your own&lt;br /&gt;But there has never been a step&lt;br /&gt;Where you’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; walked out all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Troubled soul don’t lose your heart&lt;br /&gt;Cause joy and peace he brings&lt;br /&gt;And the beauty that’s in store&lt;br /&gt;Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; lived for always will wipe away the sorrow that I’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; faced&lt;br /&gt;To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery this is why this is why I sing….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There will be a day, He’ll wipe away the stains, He’ll wipe away the tears, He’ll wipe away the tears…..there will be a day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; ya I can't wait for that day...  Sorry I don't have anything to post.. I'm glad the weeks almost over (ya I'm already worn out) and I've got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nanook's&lt;/span&gt; game to go to on Saturday... Hockey starts for me in a week or two so maybe I will have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; to post about then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-5050579776328518811?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/5050579776328518811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=5050579776328518811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5050579776328518811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5050579776328518811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-will-be-day.html' title='There Will Be A Day'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-223113129379313383</id><published>2009-09-14T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:56:39.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started this post a couple weeks ago but I never got around to posting it until today.. Anyhow there just some pictures from my short hunting trip with Dad and Jock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lx-1U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/GUkGGZ21OHk/s1600-h/09-11-09_1631.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lx-1U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/GUkGGZ21OHk/s320/09-11-09_1631.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381533033039194514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         My new toy!!! :)  Its pretty sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LxWJ_jzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5dljx14qvq0/s1600-h/09-11-09_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LxWJ_jzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5dljx14qvq0/s1600-h/09-11-09_1608.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LxWJ_jzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5dljx14qvq0/s320/09-11-09_1608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381533022120021810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the first time Jock got to do some real four wheeling. I think he liked it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lw83FOeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Udw6geHNpho/s1600-h/09-11-09_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lw83FOeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Udw6geHNpho/s320/09-11-09_1607.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381533015329815010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           With all the fall colors it was unbelievably pretty out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LwnfPhiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XmqVLKyFt8k/s1600-h/09-11-09_1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LwnfPhiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XmqVLKyFt8k/s320/09-11-09_1508.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381533009592682018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LR0HCEvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CqYO1VRtsog/s1600-h/09-11-09_1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LR0HCEvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CqYO1VRtsog/s320/09-11-09_1246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381532480404853490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL     This is funny..  Jock said he had to be relaxed when he goes to the bathroom... So he spent half an hour building himself a toilet..  The stick with the tp on it was my idea :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LRhn0OMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Ktje0yy8dA8/s1600-h/09-10-09_1635.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LwImmWHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1-TLrrUAajk/s1600-h/09-11-09_1247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LwImmWHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1-TLrrUAajk/s320/09-11-09_1247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381533001302038642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          He said it worked really good.. I guess the half an hour was worth it to him..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LRhn0OMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Ktje0yy8dA8/s1600-h/09-10-09_1635.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LRhn0OMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Ktje0yy8dA8/s1600-h/09-10-09_1635.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LRhn0OMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Ktje0yy8dA8/s320/09-10-09_1635.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381532475442084034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Here's our dinner that jock shot for us... We seasoned it with stuff we got out of our MREs..  Jock was the chef and it turned out tasting pretty good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LRDVDa8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Nb2-5MYvHlM/s1600-h/09-10-09_1625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LRDVDa8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Nb2-5MYvHlM/s320/09-10-09_1625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381532467310324674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LQmTuomI/AAAAAAAAAWI/RYdWOCHd5Mg/s1600-h/09-10-09_1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8MmyLkJwI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/l5K7EuUSJ84/s320/09-10-09_1643.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381533940175873794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lx-1U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/GUkGGZ21OHk/s1600-h/09-11-09_1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lx-1U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/GUkGGZ21OHk/s1600-h/09-11-09_1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lx-1U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/GUkGGZ21OHk/s1600-h/09-11-09_1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LQmTuomI/AAAAAAAAAWI/RYdWOCHd5Mg/s1600-h/09-10-09_1347.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LQmTuomI/AAAAAAAAAWI/RYdWOCHd5Mg/s320/09-10-09_1347.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381532459520139874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Needless to say we didn't get a moose and went home (thanks to dad and jock) a day early but we still had fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LQLcmUPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FsgOLCgVra0/s1600-h/09-10-09_1101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8LQLcmUPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FsgOLCgVra0/s320/09-10-09_1101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381532452309586162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6239623864289391083-223113129379313383?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/223113129379313383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=223113129379313383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/223113129379313383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/223113129379313383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-started-this-post-couple-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sq8Lx-1U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/GUkGGZ21OHk/s72-c/09-11-09_1631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-9026457327482111900</id><published>2009-09-07T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:40:35.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>Wow!! You know its been along time between post when you forget what your blogger address it.. :)  Sry I haven't posted much I've just been really busy and my computer is still not working.. They family all left to spend some time out at a cabin so I finally got the laptop all to myself.. :-)  I don't really have anything to post about though.  I do have some pictures from a trip we did on my birthday.. LOL Ya I know that was like three or four month ago.. But I haven't found time to download them off of my phone and tobi's laptop is the only one that I can download them on now.. But he took it to the cabin with him. Ya go figure??  I did just buy me a new toy!! Its pretty COOL!! I'll try to post a picture of it some time soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My work finally sent me to work on base the other day.. So ya I'm finally working 6-10s.. Not very much fun.. :( At all......  I liked my old job site that they had me on.. It was just forty hour weeks and really relaxing.. It kind of ruined me.. I had this nice little spot by some baseball fields that I would go eat lunch. It was really pretty and quiet. I'm going to really miss it. ):  Now I have to eat lunch right in the middle of the work area, where its all loud and annoying..  I have to be at work by 6 a.m.  so that means I've got to be up by 4:30..  Ya not fun... The only good part about it all is the I make in a day what most people make in two weeks of work.. Pretty crazy!!  That does help getting out of bed in the morning..  The other day my mom even had coffee ready for me when I got up.. :) I'm Sorry you'll don't have a mom as good as mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol I just thought of something to post about but know I'm to tired and just ready to go to bed.. Hmm so maybe tomorrow??  Umm ya I doubt it.. Sorry not much of a post again. Least you know I'm still alive   Nite..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-9026457327482111900?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/9026457327482111900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=9026457327482111900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/9026457327482111900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/9026457327482111900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-763728881905913954</id><published>2009-08-20T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:21:09.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>WoW!! Its been forever since I've done a post.. Sorry people..  My computer died awhile back so that's why a haven't posted much.. My family left me for the week and I found they left the laptop here, so I thought since I didn't have anything better to do a would do a post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So ya my family all took a trip down to Ninichik to visit Jo and the Lamberts this week.. So it's just me and Molly..  I'm going on my fourth day now without them and me and Molly are still alive and the house is still in one peace.. Surprising huh? :-)  Hmm I just realized its 8:30 pm and all I've eaten for dinner is a small cup of dry oatmeal and a peach.. No wonder my belly's hurting.. Umm ya I need a wife to take care of me... lol That or my mom back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The last couple days weren't to bad.. I've been able to keep busy after work by going over to Calebs and helping him on his house..  I get a free meal that way too.. lol  So it works out good.. But today Caleb and Lisa both had to go to work. So I didn't have anything to do tonight.. I tried to kill some time in town but I couldn't think of any place I needed to go or anything i needed to get... And I knew if I stayed in town i would just spend my money I'm trying to save on something a didn't need.. Depressing huh.. So I just ended up going to safeway and buying fruit and going home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It was weired coming home with no one there and nothing to do..  I felt so alone and depressed.. I tried to take a nap but the phone would go off every time I was about to fall asleep and would have to go answer it but there was never anyone on the other end.. It was kind of creepy.. So I just ended up laying on the couch unable to sleep just thinking..  That ended up making me feel even more alone and depressed.. The house seemed to just be closing in on me.. About the time the phone rang again so I jumped up and answered it once again.. This time there was some Asian gal on there wanting to do a survey..  But that's all I could make out what she was saying.. I was like mam I'm sorry but I can't understand what your saying.. So she would start all over again.. About the third time of doing that i was like look mam I can't understand you.. She was like okay I'll use simple words then.. I was like okay.. So she starts off talking again and by the fourth word in shes speaking Chinese again.. Sorry but I'm an American and I don't understand simple words in Chinese. I just slowly hung up the phone on her...   I was like whatever I've got to get out off this house and do something.. So me and Molly jumped in the car. It was a clear lovely day out so I drive to the dyke.. I had my bible with me so I just sat up there and read while Molly growled at every body walking by.. Bible reading was good but since there wasn't anyone to walk the dyke with it didn't help my mood much.. So I just came home and started writing this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hmm  I can't think of anything else to say?? I guess I should do the dishes before the family gets back.. Or maybe I should watch a movie?? Or go to bed?? Hmm ya I like the sound of that... I think I'll just go to bed... Hopefully no more Asians call.. LOL  nite people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-763728881905913954?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/763728881905913954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=763728881905913954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/763728881905913954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/763728881905913954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/08/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1739268852780303895</id><published>2009-07-15T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:37:03.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sl68W-iOhmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/E-5i28VEquc/s1600-h/07-15-09_2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sl68W-iOhmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/E-5i28VEquc/s320/07-15-09_2055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358927709547169378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girlfriend...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1739268852780303895?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1739268852780303895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1739268852780303895&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1739268852780303895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1739268852780303895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/07/girlfriend.html' title='Girlfriend'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sl68W-iOhmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/E-5i28VEquc/s72-c/07-15-09_2055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1700922767616243690</id><published>2009-06-21T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:44:15.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well there it goes</title><content type='html'>Yep there goes my summer...  It's the first day of summer and it's already over for me...  I just took a job where I'll be working 6 days a week, 11 hours a day.  I'm not really looking forward to it. But on the bright side they're going to be paying me an insane amount of money...  They originally said I would be working on base and making some really crazy money but after I took the job they changed their minds and decided to make me work off base..  So ya that was kind of a bummer.. :-)   I really hate the idea of having to work saturdays, so hopefully working 6 days a week doesn't last long..  So ya I don't really plan in having much fun this summer... I'll probably just work, sleep, and go to church..  I guess that doesn't sound too bad..  Maybe I'll be able to afford my own place soon..  :-)  Maybe...  I just hope the job turns out to be okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bummed out.. I took dad golfing for fathers day yesterday and I meant to take some pictures so I could post them but I totally forgot..  It was my dads first time golfing and he was kind of scared he would look stupid so I made Mike come with us so dad wouldn't feel so bad.. lol  It turned out to be alot of fun and dad wasn't as bad as he thought he was going to be..  By the end Dad said he might even buy himself some golf clubs..  So ya I'm sorry I didn't take any pictures..  We looked pretty funny sometimes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1700922767616243690?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1700922767616243690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1700922767616243690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1700922767616243690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1700922767616243690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-there-it-goes.html' title='Well there it goes'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2275674224752576783</id><published>2009-06-12T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:51:11.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;   The Lord blessed me with a job this week.. The guy I talked to on Monday who works at the plumbing store got me hooked up with Rocky's Heating.. I went in and talked to them on Wednesday and they hired me that day.. So that was really neat.. It's not the greatest place to work, but God gave it to me so I'm happy.. Better then no work at all... So ya now I feel like a real man again.. :-) Today was my first day working there.. It's pretty good.. I didn't do much hard work it was mostly paper work.. Everyone there seemed pretty nice.. Nice but lost.. It's amazing how many people out there claim to be Christians but the next second they're cussing like a sailor.. They usually say they go to Friends church.. So ya that sorta explains it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Working wasn't the most exciting thing that happened to day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WAS!!! My Pittsburgh Penguins won the Stanley Cup..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346664752150376674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SjMrQ6UGcOI/AAAAAAAAAU4/bP_wukozCXQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346665432867920210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SjMr4iLz2VI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7ruoRbvUduk/s320/pens.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6239623864289391083-2275674224752576783?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2275674224752576783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2275674224752576783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2275674224752576783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2275674224752576783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-good-day.html' title='Its a Good Day'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SjMrQ6UGcOI/AAAAAAAAAU4/bP_wukozCXQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5710358297129547700</id><published>2009-06-09T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:46:01.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm laying on Tobi's bed watching jock clean up the room.. It's rather entertaining.. Dad woke him up at 9 instead of his usual 10:30 or 11, so he's walking around like he's drunk and pouting while he cleans the room.. I asked him what was wrong and he said ( you didn't have to wake up to dad yelling at you and having to clean up all the mess Tobi made).. I was like hmm ya that does sound bad.. If it was true.. His idea of cleaning up the room is throwing all the clothes on the floor dirty and clean into the closet. He always makes this weird face when he picks up his underwear like they really stink.. :) They probably do! Then he holds a pair up and asks me if I could fit into them? I said Ya I probably could. Why did you stretch them? He makes a weird face and says "no they're too small for me".. I'm like what? They would fit me but they're too small for you? So ya it was kind of funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a run yesterday because it was sunny out so I thought I would get some exercise in and work on the tan at the same time.. So I went and ran a couple of miles on the dyke.. After the run I felt really beat and tired up for some reason.. I usually feel really good after a run.. So after diner I crashed for a couple of hours on Tobi's bed.. When I woke up I didn't feel much better and I started to get a sore throat.. So I went and got in my bed and tried to sleep.. For some reason the last couple of days I haven't been able to sleep very good at night.. I woke up at 3 a.m. with a really bad sore throat. When I woke up this morning my whole body hurt and I had a headache.. So if you're wondering, that's why I'm still in bed at 10 in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I've got the swine flu.. Ya I'm pretty sure that's what it is.. Hmm I wonder where I picked it up from.. I'm probably going to die!! Oh well, death sounds kind of good right now.. It would take all my problems away.. For one I wouldn't have to worry about finding a job.. If I die it might even take away some other people's problems too!! Hmm I guess we will just hafto wait and see..&lt;br /&gt;So ya as you can see I'm still jobless. and hopeless. I talked to a guy that works at one of the plumbing supply houses and he gave me a couple more places to go and check out.. So we'll see what happens.. I really despise this. It's like life is on hold.. You can't really make big plans being jobless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is just a long boring post I'll put a funny movie up for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345401726242559458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Si6ujIJyleI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1gPpBeXjwXk/s320/05-28-09_2148.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here's my little coffee drinking buddy.. He usually tries to run away from me. I guess he thinks I'm annoying. Me annoying?? Never!! But if I'm drinking coffee he always tries to suck up to me.. So I always save some for him.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We have a smart little bird that likes to tease gooby.  The bird seems to really enjoy it but gooby acts rather annoyed..  Here's the video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cdb87338bb11bf8e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcdb87338bb11bf8e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68E6E6503AA1CD599D6DE989CAA244E9FF746751.14E432784886B7A3AEDD4D30CC63581B064CAB1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcdb87338bb11bf8e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTutYL77LOxwN4owkQ3gt5d1A2Ns&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcdb87338bb11bf8e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68E6E6503AA1CD599D6DE989CAA244E9FF746751.14E432784886B7A3AEDD4D30CC63581B064CAB1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcdb87338bb11bf8e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTutYL77LOxwN4owkQ3gt5d1A2Ns&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-5710358297129547700?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cdb87338bb11bf8e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/5710358297129547700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=5710358297129547700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5710358297129547700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5710358297129547700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-laying-on-tobis-bed-watching-jock.html' title=''/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Si6ujIJyleI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1gPpBeXjwXk/s72-c/05-28-09_2148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4163845333605501504</id><published>2009-06-05T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:53:17.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 6  D-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBeyZAmmJNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBeyZAmmJNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers, Sailors and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have&lt;br /&gt;striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The&lt;br /&gt;hopes and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you.&lt;br /&gt;In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on&lt;br /&gt;other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war&lt;br /&gt;machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of&lt;br /&gt;Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well&lt;br /&gt;equipped and battle hardened. He will fight savagely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of&lt;br /&gt;1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats,&lt;br /&gt;in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their&lt;br /&gt;strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home&lt;br /&gt;Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions&lt;br /&gt;of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men.&lt;br /&gt;The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to&lt;br /&gt;Victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have full confidence in your courage and devotion to duty and skill in&lt;br /&gt;battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great&lt;br /&gt;and noble undertaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           SIGNED: Dwight D. Eisenhower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ogjCx0K30bQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ogjCx0K30bQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The selection of a site for the largest amphibious landing in history was one of the biggest decisions of World War II. Allied planners needed a sheltered location with flat, firm beaches and within range of friendly fighter planes based in England. Most important was a reasonable expectation of achieving the element of surprise. Five beaches, code-named Utah, Omaha, Gold, Juno, and Sword, on the northern coast of Normandy, France, met all the criteria and were chosen as invasion sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the evening of June 5, 1944, more than 150,000 men, a fleet of 5,000 ships and landing craft, 50,000 vehicles, and 11,000 planes sat in southern England, poised to attack secretly across the English Channel along the Normandy coast of France. This force was the largest armada in history and represented years of training, planning, and supplying. Because of the highly intricate Allied deception plans, Hitler and his staff believed that the Allies would be attacking at the Pas-de-Calais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early morning of June 6, thousands of Allied paratroopers landed behind enemy lines, securing key roads and bridges on the flanks of the invasion area. As the sun rose on the Normandy coastline, the Allies began their amphibious landings, traveling to the beaches in small landing craft lowered from the decks of larger ships anchored in the Channel. The attack on four of the beaches went according to plan. But at Omaha Beach (see large map), between Utah and Gold, the bravery and determination of the U.S. 1st Infantry Division was tested in one of the fiercest battles of the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded at both ends by cliffs that rose wall-like from the sea, Omaha was only four miles long. To repel the Allies at the water’s edge, the Germans built a fortress atop the cliffs at Pointe du Hoc overlooking Omaha from the west. They dug trenches and guns into the 150-foot bluffs lining the beach and along five ravines leading off it. As Allied troops waded into the surf, many were cut down as the doors of their landing craft opened. The survivors had to cross more than 300 yards across a tidal flat strewn with man-made obstacles. Winds and currents pushed landing craft into clumps as the men moved ashore. As a result, soldiers ran onto the beach in groups and became easy targets. Of the more than 9,000 Allied casualties on D-Day, Omaha accounted for about one-third. Allied planners had hoped that the forces at Omaha would advance 5 to 10 miles after 24 hours of fighting. Stiff German resistance, however, stopped the invaders cold on the beach. Progress inland was excruciatingly slow and painful. The Allied forces reached their first day goal (dotted blue line on the large map) only after more than two days of bloody fighting. Although many died, the Allies eventually took control of the beach and fought their way inland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4163845333605501504?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4163845333605501504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4163845333605501504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4163845333605501504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4163845333605501504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-6-d-day.html' title='June 6  D-Day'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-7470366559759035363</id><published>2009-06-01T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:44:49.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Well it's been 5 weeks or 6 (I've lost count) since I lost my job and I still haven't found a new one yet.. Very depressing :( I hate it so much.. I feel like such a loser... So far I've only got one job offer and that one was out of town, so I turned it down... I put in another application in last week and it sounds promising.. But all I can do is wait and see what happens... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     We went on a hike last Monday and I was hoping by now to have some picture to post but somebody is taking there jolly good time getting them to me, so I guess they'll just hafto wait for another day... Anyhow I got some picture of us at the lake today that I'll post..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       So ya with no work life has been rather depressing lately. Most of last week was cold and rainy.. So there wasn't much you could do but stay inside.. That gets old fast... I did have Mike over on Saturday (His wife left him for a couple of weeks to go to Texas and he was mopping around because of it. So I had him over to cheer him up.. and we played the Wii and watched some of the 7th season of 24. As always I tried to be a good influence on him and get him to buy a couple jet skies before his wife gets back so we could go out and have some real fun.. He was tempted but didn't go for it YET... :) I still got a couple of days to work on him before his wife gets back.. I even told him he could store them at my house.. lol Hmm I wish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       So ya we went swimming again today.. That lake just doesn't seem to want to warm up... Maybe it has something to do with it being in Alaska.. Just a guess.. It was still pretty cold.. I hope some time in my life I get to swim in water that's not just above freezing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342611696370963394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SiTFCA8J08I/AAAAAAAAAUA/e42I1WP08Qc/s320/06-01-09_1905.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Walking to the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342611702896236242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SiTFCZP5ltI/AAAAAAAAAUI/N3K017wEEXM/s320/06-01-09_1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342611708707761186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SiTFCu5ebCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2pD0lQf7Sug/s320/06-01-09_1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Little miss kriss looking pretty as usual.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342611712802535794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SiTFC-JvuXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6_ILSLcmpsg/s320/06-01-09_1953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joyka, Aimee, Ross and Jock having a noodle fight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342611717519868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SiTFDPucg2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/9gRIax2qBP8/s320/06-01-09_1957.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Joyka and Aimee sucking up water in the noodle and trying to blow it on Jock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342612426535121650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SiTFshA2svI/AAAAAAAAAUo/X2Dic-q6eaE/s320/06-01-09_1955.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And me..&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/6239623864289391083-7470366559759035363?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/7470366559759035363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=7470366559759035363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7470366559759035363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7470366559759035363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-its-been-5-weeks-or-6-ive-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SiTFCA8J08I/AAAAAAAAAUA/e42I1WP08Qc/s72-c/06-01-09_1905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-8009435960791029353</id><published>2009-05-21T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:34:16.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMMER TIME!!!! yeeeehhhaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>The last couple of days its been amazingly nice outside... So since I'm a jobless bum I've tried to spend most of my time outside doing stuff... Anyhow the other day I had Jock come outside to help me do some work.... I told him to hook up the sprinkler to water the lawn.. Which turned out to be a bad idea.. Because that was the end of him helping me.. He spent the rest of the do doing &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/ShYTPE8LnsI/AAAAAAAAATo/R6azRMk33pI/s1600-h/05-18-09_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338475558039428802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/ShYTPE8LnsI/AAAAAAAAATo/R6azRMk33pI/s320/05-18-09_1113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS.. :) Yep jumping threw the sprinkler.. He was having so much fun he thought the dogs would like it... So he picked up Gooby and started jumping threw with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/ShYTOxL_yVI/AAAAAAAAATg/RHH2CLMSxCY/s1600-h/05-18-09_1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338475552737053010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/ShYTOxL_yVI/AAAAAAAAATg/RHH2CLMSxCY/s320/05-18-09_1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He did it with Molly and Jane too... None of the dogs enjoyed it very much.. They all had a tormented look on their face... Jane and Gooby ran off and hide from him as soon as he let them down... Molly just looked annoyed and like she would bite Jock if he tried to pick her up to do it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338475564189350002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/ShYTPb2b-HI/AAAAAAAAATw/usQ7MbusUek/s320/05-18-09_1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Poor Gooby up stairs on the porch hiding from the little terror... He wasn't pleased with Jock at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Me, Jock and Aaron went to Chena Lakes today to kill some time by practice are golf swing in the big field by the lake... I stopped when I almost hit a car with the ball.. Jock saw that there was some kids swimming, so he started begging me to let him swim... I said it was to cold but he kept bugging me, so I caved in.. So we ran home and grabbed our shorts, Jane, and Molly.. We called Ross and got him to come too.. So here's some videos of our time at the lake.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dcde49c5063ee507" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcde49c5063ee507%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25DB92EF1152E99AED49A63B109043ADED8F43AB.D91A6A324436C8612340E596213494859BEAF59%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcde49c5063ee507%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlFEaDNaysOCQ2r7W0BKHVQMRE0g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcde49c5063ee507%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25DB92EF1152E99AED49A63B109043ADED8F43AB.D91A6A324436C8612340E596213494859BEAF59%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcde49c5063ee507%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlFEaDNaysOCQ2r7W0BKHVQMRE0g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya the water was crazy cold...  We finally got Ross to jump in...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed308bb7459123da" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded308bb7459123da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3878A3F5D126C0B153DF620D816802CEEF806EF3.1B5AB836656C6D3CB311C14F9F278142DCA90C72%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded308bb7459123da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgNQA-TOxFW3tl4mLR2MmFsaQZ_k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded308bb7459123da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3878A3F5D126C0B153DF620D816802CEEF806EF3.1B5AB836656C6D3CB311C14F9F278142DCA90C72%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded308bb7459123da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgNQA-TOxFW3tl4mLR2MmFsaQZ_k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dogs loved it but they got so cold that they started acting unusually weired...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ebcde9ec51b75bf8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Debcde9ec51b75bf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7941A605D4B14290CFF9ADB755DA72042E6A717E.2BCF637373237A63F9E6B80AC14C9F4087B19BF7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Debcde9ec51b75bf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Den30QFbiTQSo20ZP7wG8g47-Gms&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Debcde9ec51b75bf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7941A605D4B14290CFF9ADB755DA72042E6A717E.2BCF637373237A63F9E6B80AC14C9F4087B19BF7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Debcde9ec51b75bf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Den30QFbiTQSo20ZP7wG8g47-Gms&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They were burning the flood control and had some smoke jumpers practicing... It looked like a blast... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b59f4578974699ac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db59f4578974699ac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81F11E5BDA7018340307317F022616CA7324B991.5CB58AAB42388D1336B70D5AB016CFD7E916119D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db59f4578974699ac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4M9LzEEh0jJEpb0GGZplziFsEEM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db59f4578974699ac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81F11E5BDA7018340307317F022616CA7324B991.5CB58AAB42388D1336B70D5AB016CFD7E916119D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db59f4578974699ac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4M9LzEEh0jJEpb0GGZplziFsEEM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ross was trying to surf on a noodle..  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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-750975892517361791</id><published>2009-05-18T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:57:32.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue The Perishing</title><content type='html'>Here's a little different version of Rescue The Perishing..  I thought it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescue The Perishing&lt;br /&gt;Billy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Foote&lt;/span&gt;, Fanny Jane Crosby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Rescue the perishing&lt;br /&gt;Care for the dying&lt;br /&gt;Snatch them in pity&lt;br /&gt;From sin and the grave&lt;br /&gt;Weep o'er the erring one&lt;br /&gt;Lift up the fallen&lt;br /&gt;Tell them of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;The mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Rescue the perishing&lt;br /&gt;Care for the dying&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is merciful&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will save&lt;br /&gt;Church open your eyes once more&lt;br /&gt;And see what Christ died for&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is merciful&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Down in the human heart&lt;br /&gt;Crushed by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;temptor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings lie buried&lt;br /&gt;That grace can restore&lt;br /&gt;Touched by a loving heart&lt;br /&gt;Wakened by kindness&lt;br /&gt;Chords that are broken&lt;br /&gt;Will vibrate once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;As we're playing our songs&lt;br /&gt;While we're singing them well&lt;br /&gt;Have we forgotten the lost&lt;br /&gt;The reality of hell&lt;br /&gt;If we say we love God&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see His will done&lt;br /&gt;Will we offer our lives&lt;br /&gt;Or just the songs we have sung&lt;br /&gt;Do we even care&lt;br /&gt;When will we care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-750975892517361791?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/750975892517361791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=750975892517361791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/750975892517361791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/750975892517361791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/05/rescue-perishing.html' title='Rescue The Perishing'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3479929967157048128</id><published>2009-05-09T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:28:16.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome Looking Guy</title><content type='html'>Check out this handsome looking guy...  It must run in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;...  Or maybe he just gets it from me...:)    Sorry but our camera was messing up so we didn't get very many pictures.. Most of them turned out blurry..  And the funny thing is there wasn't any of the bride and groom together..  So maybe some one else got some good pictures and will post them... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZxqPlse2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/CsmbmN7UNmA/s1600-h/dogs+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334075779220011874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZxqPlse2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/CsmbmN7UNmA/s320/dogs+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           I loved this picture.. They look so sweet and nice.. They almost fool you into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believing&lt;/span&gt; it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZxp_FawhI/AAAAAAAAASs/A9qcTcLUBXQ/s1600-h/dogs+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334075774789665298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZxp_FawhI/AAAAAAAAASs/A9qcTcLUBXQ/s320/dogs+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3479929967157048128?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3479929967157048128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3479929967157048128&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3479929967157048128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3479929967157048128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/05/handsome-looking-guy.html' title='Handsome Looking Guy'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZxqPlse2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/CsmbmN7UNmA/s72-c/dogs+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3423244644403515224</id><published>2009-05-04T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:04:21.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Pictures</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad it's summer.. (: I can't wait to see what grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adventures&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in store&lt;/span&gt; for me this year... This pictures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;popped&lt;/span&gt; up as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;screen saver&lt;/span&gt; on my computer the other day and brought back some good memories.. So I thought I would do a slide show of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=" width="408" height="382" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=8a1469c138e850632b09a9&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" salign="LT" wmode="transparent" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px/20px verdana,arial,sans-serif; WIDTH: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=8a1469c138e850632b09a9&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/8a1469c138e850632b09a9/701.gif" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/6239623864289391083-3423244644403515224?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3423244644403515224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3423244644403515224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3423244644403515224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3423244644403515224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-some-pictures.html' title='Just Some Pictures'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-465966814479533896</id><published>2009-04-28T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:59:37.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The life of a bum</title><content type='html'>OH BROTHER!! Someone please shoot me!!!  I'm sitting here trying to do a post and bub is behind me on the couch flirting with Lisa on the phone...  There way of flirting is really embarrassing..  Oh well least I have my cup of Ben &amp; Jerry's to distract me from there conversation.. (:   Its been a week and a day since I got fired.. Hmm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;let go&lt;/span&gt; sounds so much better...  I haven't found another job yet...  The life of a bum is so not for me...  Its a real drag... It doesn't help that when I sleep in past 7:30 that I feel real guilty like I'm sinning...  I don't know why I feel that way...  The funny thing is that the last couple days I woke up a little after 7:30 feeling guilty but when I went over to the other house everybody was still in bed...    Hmm I don't know why I shared all that with you..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So ya I'm still jobless...  So far I've got a application in  with NLC and another company said they would contact me if they needed anymore apprentices..  But for know nether are hiring...  I picked up an application at another place today and they sounded like they were hiring... The lady that was helping asked the boss if he wanted to interview me right then but he was to busy... But it did sound hope full...  Anyways I hope I get a job soon because my dad already stressing out over it..  I guess he's just scared I might never move out.. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I told my mom that if I got a job soon and if it pays better then my last one that I was going to go out and buy a new tuck, iPhone, and a house... (:  All she said was Jordan aren't you glad now that your jobless that you don't have any bills because we taught you not to take out a loan for a truck or other things, but to just save your money until you can just pay for it all at once..  She had a good point.. I'm really glad I'm not paying on some stupid car loan right now...  So ya she didn't really care for my idea...   Least not all of it... I think she liked the idea of me getting my own place.. Hmm some day.. maybe... (:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One good thing about being a bum is that Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I get to play rec hockey at the Dipper.. And that I've been able to watch just about every playoff hockey game... (:  Ya I got to get my hockey fix or I get the jitters... lol   Okay I better end this post... Please remember to pray that I would get a job soon.. I'm going to try to take that application that I got today in tomorrow so pray about that...  Also I just wanted to share a blessing... My church has been going threw I really rough time for the last couple of years and everything seemed to just be at a stalemate.. Anyhow last week God brought it to a head... The Lord really seemed to work in everybodys heart and hearts were made right.. The Lord gave pastor wisdom in what to do and how to lead our church.. It seems like we took a really big step in bring back unity in our church... The Lord really worked in my heart too... So ya that was a real big blessing...  It's the first time in along time that I'm really excited about going to church...        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bum'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5712495451069388631</id><published>2009-04-24T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:07:50.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Every Beagle Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4PcL6-mjRNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4PcL6-mjRNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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My work let me go today..  I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the nice way of saying your fired... :( I never thought it would happen to me...  Anyhow I wasn't really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;expecting&lt;/span&gt; it...  It's a really weird feeling going from a constant income one second to not having any income the next...  Kind of scary...   So ya I'm looking for work now... :(   I know God has a plan and I know he has something better out there for me...  But ya it's still kind of scary...  So if you would please keep it in your prayers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2858616095012246419?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2858616095012246419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2858616095012246419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2858616095012246419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2858616095012246419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmm-bummer.html' title='Hmmm  Bummer'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1178149748657810212</id><published>2009-04-15T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:27:27.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm Boring</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since I posted so I figured I would do one... There's just one small problem.. I can't think of anything to post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh ya we didn't have church tonight.. That felt really weird... Almost wrong.. Anyhow there's a missionary up here that my dad wanted the church to meet, but the only time the missionary could make it to our church was on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; night.. So we moved the mid-week services from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;... Since we didn't go to church me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Krista&lt;/span&gt; went to the store and got junk food... Now after a bag of chips and half a pineapple I feel really sick... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Should've&lt;/span&gt; just worked out like I had planned on doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I really hate this time of year... The snows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;melting&lt;/span&gt; and every thing is wet and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;muddy&lt;/span&gt;.. Now that the Ice is gone there's not much you can do outdoors until it dries up... Oh and my stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;VW&lt;/span&gt; keeps getting stuck in the driveway.. YA the driveway and on flat ground.... I just can't get any traction in all the slush... I just keep spinning out.. And some one has a trailer in the way of getting in and out of the driveway... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt; what a boring post... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; lets see what else.. Tobi did a interesting post on &lt;a href="http://revivaloftheblogworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;God's Will&lt;/a&gt;... If you haven't read it yet you should... It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; something that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people get confused in there life and get mad over when you challenge them on it.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to post a movie but I don't feel like it know...   It's bed time anyway I had better go to bed this post is rather lame anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1178149748657810212?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1178149748657810212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1178149748657810212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1178149748657810212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1178149748657810212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm-boring.html' title='Hmm Boring'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1459239046255327736</id><published>2009-04-09T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:11:17.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; I found out this morning that I didn't have any work today... That's a bummer ):  Oh well I got some things I need to do in town anyway...  I guess I'll just have to spend my afternoon in B&amp;amp;N...  (-:    So since I'm not working today I figured I would do a post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  If your a Christian this video should really scare you...   The United States is going down hill fast... There is going to be tough time ahead for Christians who have convictions and take a stand on them...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LXcvbnzNIjg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LXcvbnzNIjg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This guy is such a fool...   He isn't my president after what he said in these two videos...  He's an embarrassment to America....  He needs to read some history.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLZer0P9l1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLZer0P9l1M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1459239046255327736?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1459239046255327736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1459239046255327736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1459239046255327736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1459239046255327736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/04/scary-times.html' title='Scary Times'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4087153949793483673</id><published>2009-04-02T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:09:38.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>April 2nd and it's 20 below out... Crazy huh!!  I didn't really mind.. Infact I was kinda happy... It meant that the ice wouldn't be all melted yet so I could play more hockey...  I got off of work early today, so me and smith grabbed our skates and met up with Ethan at the big dipper to play some hockey... There was a couple of guys there that asked if me and Ethan want to play two on two against them... So of course we said ya... It turned out to be a real test on my pride... They totally schooled us at the art of hockey... After ten minutes of playing they had us 5-1... It's funny how your pride tries to take hold of you when you're getting wipped up on... It was really trying to ruin the game for me... But I sucked it up and just smiled and played harder... It turned out to be really fun... Luckely for me I had to leave to go pick up kriss and tobi, so I didn't have to endure that for very long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well I guess I get to be a loser tomorrow... No work...  So now I've got to find something to do with my day.. JOY :-(.. I'll probably just stay up late gaming and sleep in...  Then spend the rest of my afternoon at Barns &amp; Nobles or Take 5... Sam you so need to move up here so we can be bums together...   I think I might meet up with Ethan again and play some hockey... YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay i'm already sick of seeing the Grizzly arena footall sighns up... This town is so pathetic...  I can't believe people would even go watch them... That sport is for trailor trash... It shouldn't even be considered a sport...  It so smears the name of football...  What this town needs is a hockey team like the Aces... So that way when the nooks aren't playing we can watch them... This arena football is a joke...&lt;br /&gt;And what christian would go to something where nasty half naked girls go prancing around through it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here's a video of a couple of close calls in the ncaa frozen four tournament... It's the first time i've seen a puck do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="361"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=4024863"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=4024863" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="440" height="361" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4087153949793483673?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4087153949793483673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4087153949793483673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4087153949793483673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4087153949793483673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2308347195752799408</id><published>2009-03-31T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:11:25.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Kickers</title><content type='html'>My mom said I had to do another post... She didn't want you all to think that I'm still in depression..   So I guess I'll post something...  I'm still in depression though.. The ice rink is starting to melt and will probably be a real mess by the end of the week... So ya depressing... You know that panicking feeling you get were it takes your breath away and you hafto really force yourself to breath.. Ya that's what happens to me when I think of the ice melting.. Its kinda hard on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UH-OH!!! there goes mom freaking out about the faucet again... WHY!! O WHY!! am I the plumber in the family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I decided it was time for me to grow up in one area of my life...  Scary HUH??   I've decided not to buy anymore skater shoes...  That doesn't mean I'm going to stop wearing the ones I already own though...  They're some of the most comfortable shoes I've ever wore...  I don't know really why I'm done with skater shoes.. I guess its mainly because I'm tired of seeing all the stupid dorks that wear them and don't want to be thought of as one of them...   So I decided to move to something more classy.. PUMAS....   I bought a pare last year and really liked them... They were really lite and felt like slippers..  So I decided to get me a anther set of pumas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SdL5tvzdHtI/AAAAAAAAASM/NAQQ-Khfvi0/s1600-h/XT93TCA08IZ4SCAIAX5U3CAP2R3DFCAXB7DKRCAH08GD9CAIF694PCA9B0SSLCA3CKOWMCAZ3QKXGCA137UNLCAG5FFL8CAAWP50OCAXUQWHFCAPGG4JYCARBDAL4CAGFJILRCAN4OSZHCAYJG6KUCAZUV4YI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319588674199690962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SdL5tvzdHtI/AAAAAAAAASM/NAQQ-Khfvi0/s320/XT93TCA08IZ4SCAIAX5U3CAP2R3DFCAXB7DKRCAH08GD9CAIF694PCA9B0SSLCA3CKOWMCAZ3QKXGCA137UNLCAG5FFL8CAAWP50OCAXUQWHFCAPGG4JYCARBDAL4CAGFJILRCAN4OSZHCAYJG6KUCAZUV4YI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I got me a pare of puma Voltaic Ripstop....  I found them in Journeys, but they didn't have my size.. That store really stinks.. I asked for three different pairs of shoes that day and they didn't have any in my size... And the gal wasn't very help full either..  Anyhow I found them online and they were cheaper too..  They are soo the most comfortable shoes ever...  There extremely lite and the inside of them are really soft...  So ya big puma fan now... That's the only brand of shoe I'm buying now except for dress shoes since they don't really make those yet...    Anyhow I think they look cool to... I some how got a stain on the gray part the second day I had them... I was so mad at myself I almost cried...  Ohwell I guess I'll just have to buy me another pair soon...   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2308347195752799408?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2308347195752799408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2308347195752799408&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2308347195752799408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2308347195752799408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-kickers.html' title='My New Kickers'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SdL5tvzdHtI/AAAAAAAAASM/NAQQ-Khfvi0/s72-c/XT93TCA08IZ4SCAIAX5U3CAP2R3DFCAXB7DKRCAH08GD9CAIF694PCA9B0SSLCA3CKOWMCAZ3QKXGCA137UNLCAG5FFL8CAAWP50OCAXUQWHFCAPGG4JYCARBDAL4CAGFJILRCAN4OSZHCAYJG6KUCAZUV4YI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3460882646546944977</id><published>2009-03-20T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:47:35.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>I'm going into depression.... The nooks lost tonight.... It's to cold to play hockey... I'm dying for sugar SUGAR SUGAR,,,I can't find any in this house why WHY!!!  Oh and I can't think of anything to post... Hey if you haven't already you should go &lt;a href="http://116171.blogspot.com/"&gt;visit smith's blog&lt;/a&gt;.. He's got a cute little video of are little beagle (well sorta)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRGH!!  THAT'S JUST WRONG IN SO MANY WAYS.. Bek has this cake she made to take to work with her tomorrow and it's just sitting out on the counter begging to be eaten....  &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm??  It is  It isn't  It is  It Isn't  It is   WOA SNAPE OUT OF IT JORDAN!!  Stealing little peice of cake is SOOO not worth the wrath of bek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppffffssssss  I think i'm justing going to go cry myself to sleep... )-:  Night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3460882646546944977?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3460882646546944977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3460882646546944977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3460882646546944977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3460882646546944977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/03/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6969267486175452661</id><published>2009-03-18T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:54:05.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HEY EVERYBODY!!! How does Uncle Jordan sound!!!   I'll let you figure out what that means on your own.... It's not hard....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6969267486175452661?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/6969267486175452661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6969267486175452661&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6969267486175452661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6969267486175452661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2367377401313031967</id><published>2009-03-16T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:13:59.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's a little experiment I did.... I was watching some hockey videos on YouTube of Ovechkin and in one of them I saw him heating up his hickey stick blade and bending it to the way he likes it.... I guess a year or so ago the NHL changed the rules on how much of a curve you can have on your hockey stick.... They changed it from 1/2 an inch to 3/4 of an inch.... So once the rule got changed Ovechkin said that he would probably get more points that season because he liked more of a curve and in Russia he played with a curve over a 1/2 inch... Anyhow it did help him and now he's the second in the NHL in points... I guess more of a curve gives you more velocity on your shot.... I just thought I would give you that bit of history.... So I decided to try it out on a couple of my sticks.... I wouldn't really advice anybody else to do this because the sticks can be a little spendy and you can easily snap the blade... and the sticks can cost $80-180 so ya it's not a cool thing throwing a brand new stick away before you even get to use it because you snapped the blade trying to bend it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69oqlz9gI/AAAAAAAAAR8/xJLcegIpB84/s1600-h/n507898589_1073288_6335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313893116669064706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69oqlz9gI/AAAAAAAAAR8/xJLcegIpB84/s320/n507898589_1073288_6335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a picture of the stick Ovechkin uses.... Notice the crazy curve he has on it.... They don't sale any sticks with curves like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892416206144226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb68_5KcAuI/AAAAAAAAARU/E585G_HubSk/s320/Hockey+Pics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's three of the sticks I experimented on.. One was an Easton, one a Nikebauer, and the last one was a Sher-wood...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891335385385698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb68A-ysCuI/AAAAAAAAARE/YXfA7bF4Tbs/s320/Hockey+Pics+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tried it on the easton first because the blade was already broken, so I didn't really care if I messed it up.... The first step was heating the blade up... I didn't have a clue what would happen when I put the torch to the blade... I kinda thought it would all melt..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891348580780114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb68Bv8tyFI/AAAAAAAAARM/A8ssMRCUzRM/s320/Hockey+Pics+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it didn't melt.. Infact it takes about 90 seconds of moving the torch back and forth over the front and back of the blade to get it hot enough.... It took me three times before I finally figured out how hot I needed to get it.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891327814012370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb68AiliDdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/nqw2RUZwuGk/s320/Hockey+Pics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So once you get it hot enough you gotta put it in a vice and start bending it before it cools off... Once in the vice I started to bend it... It took me a couple of tries before I realized I needed to keep the torch on it as I tried to bend it in the vice.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891318820458242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb68ABFTTwI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jDjjuumqsbc/s320/Hockey+Pics+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's the stick before I bent it... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314035006678482290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb8-rwEPvXI/AAAAAAAAASE/Z9Kt3YpJ9x4/s320/Hockey+Pics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;An&lt;/span&gt;d here's it after... LOL I hope you can tell a difference.... I bent it about a 1/4 more then it was.... But since the blade was broken it didn't really turn out like I wanted... Least I know now that the sticks won't melt ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892428213445634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69Al5M5AI/AAAAAAAAARc/ir5BDn5ECCQ/s320/Hockey+Pics+01%3Cspan%20class=" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried the Nikebauer stick next... It was a stick i've had for a long time and don't really use it much... I got the blade to really bend out like I wanted but not under like Ovechkin's... I tried it a couple more times to see if I could bend it out and under but it would never bend under.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892432859778466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69A3M-TaI/AAAAAAAAARk/WEpHoSHam9g/s320/Hockey+Pics+018%3Cspan%20class=" /&gt; So I tried it on my sher-wood... It turned out the exact opposite of the Nikebauer.. I got it to curve under but not out... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69BPw6fSI/AAAAAAAAARs/m4v0xsZ7LAo/s1600-h/Hockey+Pics+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892439452974370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69BPw6fSI/AAAAAAAAARs/m4v0xsZ7LAo/s320/Hockey+Pics+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892450215351634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69B323VVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5BfnXgD0B-s/s320/Hockey+Pics+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After.... I was too scared to try to bend it anymore because it looked like the blade was going to snap........ So I then took them to the rink and tried them out... I was really impressed on how much power it added to my wrist shot... and it also seemed to help my accuracy... The one big draw back is that you can&lt;/span&gt;'t get any lift or power on your backhand shot... The sher-wood was kind of a flop... I had good puck control and a good back hand shot but I didn't have much power on my wrist shot... I don't know if I really helped myself or not by curving my blades. But I had fun doing it... I think for the nikebauer stick to have a better back hand I need to keep the same curve but for it to be more to the front of the stick.... but it's kind of too late for that.... I got bo&lt;/span&gt;red today because I didn't have work so I decided to give the sher-wood another go at curving it.... It didn't snap on me and I got it where the curve is mor&lt;/&lt;&gt;e to the end of the stick and under... So I think I know i'll have more power on my wrist shot and be able to have a good backhand too.... But I haven't got to test it out yet... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2367377401313031967?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2367377401313031967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2367377401313031967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2367377401313031967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2367377401313031967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-experiment.html' title='My Little Experiment'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/Sb69oqlz9gI/AAAAAAAAAR8/xJLcegIpB84/s72-c/n507898589_1073288_6335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4477903174298913661</id><published>2009-03-09T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:50:42.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's A New Humphrey!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Look what mom and dad brought back from Oregon!!!  Our cousin gave us him....   All us kids knew that dad and mom were bringing him home but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tobi&lt;/span&gt;....   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ff09b9d3a50eb837" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff09b9d3a50eb837%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EC5D5260F57EEFB3CDEC77190466CF9F796C058.FE9EFC6ED312877AAE200FEEBB4B2ED1B8F167C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff09b9d3a50eb837%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz_gwwNCji_KZ3RYfFdk3eAmXv3A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff09b9d3a50eb837%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EC5D5260F57EEFB3CDEC77190466CF9F796C058.FE9EFC6ED312877AAE200FEEBB4B2ED1B8F167C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff09b9d3a50eb837%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz_gwwNCji_KZ3RYfFdk3eAmXv3A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tobi had no idea that they were bringing him home....  The little guy got sick on the plane ride up so we had to spend an hour at the vet before we could bring him home.... They put him in with dry ice which eats up all the oxygen...  So he was really groggy and had a bad cough... But he's fine now....  I'm sure someone will post some pics of him soon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4477903174298913661?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ff09b9d3a50eb837&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4477903174298913661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4477903174298913661&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4477903174298913661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4477903174298913661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-new-humphrey.html' title='There&apos;s A New Humphrey!!!!!'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3381283930378370157</id><published>2009-03-02T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:32:26.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nannies Wanted... Cross Dressing... And never having kids</title><content type='html'>Okay we are now taking applications for nannies here at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;humphrey&lt;/span&gt; house... That is until mom gets back...   Having to cook and do the dishes every day has gotten old real fast... I've decided that I don't ever want kids if it's anything like babysitting Smith and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tobi&lt;/span&gt;...  There constant fighting over stuff, having to feed them, doing there dishes, being there taxi, and seeing them waste the good food I made for them by smothering it with  barbecue sauce has totally ruined the idea if someday having kids for me....  I can't take it!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought about asking Jason if he would let Jo come back for a week and take care if us until our mother who just up and left us returns...   I thinks some one needs to read prov 31 again....&lt;br /&gt;just forsaking her kids like this.... :(      Okay where was I?? Ah ya Jo... I don't think Jason would go for that though... LOSER...  I don't see why he can't share her...   I don't know why I ever gave them my blessing....  WHAT WAS I THINKING???   I called her tonight and she was making him chicken and potatoes....   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; that sounds good... WAIT A SECOND... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; just cruel and unusual punishment telling me that Jo when us boys are up here starving..   HMM..     That's going to have to be one of the requirements on the application for nannies...    That and washing the dishes better then Smith.... Lets just say that when Molly licks the plate they get cleaner then when Smith washes them...      So ya if you want to be a Nannie for a week let us know...  We (might) even pay you if you do a good job...  (MIGHT)  Our mom does all that stuff for free so why shouldn't  the Nannie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So since Smith started his job today he took us out to eat as a celebration...  He asked us were we wanted to go to eat... I didn't really care but it turned into a small fight between him and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tobi&lt;/span&gt; on where to go...   Smith said he would take us to the Turtle club...  I told him that the it was to expensive and that the only way I would go there was all dressed up and with my girl... (which there is none in my life that I care for right now besides molly and mom)...   Anyhow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tobi&lt;/span&gt; was like dude I would dress up like a girl and go there if someone would pay for me....  Then Smith said something about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tobi&lt;/span&gt; would make a ugly looking girl... Tobi was like whatever I would look prettier then most girls... The conversation really went down hill fast from there.. MOM!! You really know things are getting bad when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tobi&lt;/span&gt; is talking about cross dressing just to get a meal...      Okay least we all are still kicking&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...  Each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.....     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See mom we do miss you!!!   &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you know of any single ladies who are really desperate to get married let me know....  I'm totally willing to pay somebody to marry Tobi or Aaron or both...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3381283930378370157?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3381283930378370157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3381283930378370157&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3381283930378370157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3381283930378370157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/03/nannies-wanted-cross-dressing-and-never.html' title='Nannies Wanted... Cross Dressing... And never having kids'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-7813029550818549116</id><published>2009-03-02T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:37:57.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggy Doggy    just for you bek</title><content type='html'>It wasn't me.... It's Aarons hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHRSYzLvI/AAAAAAAAAP8/A81EOuPV_DA/s1600-h/02-19-09_2302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308837160570531570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHRSYzLvI/AAAAAAAAAP8/A81EOuPV_DA/s320/02-19-09_2302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHQ2DjLaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/H9MR_Q7dW4Y/s1600-h/02-19-09_2259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308837152965209506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHQ2DjLaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/H9MR_Q7dW4Y/s320/02-19-09_2259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHQ_Kp18I/AAAAAAAAAPk/jKyP69U75lc/s1600-h/02-19-09_2257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308837155410925506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHQ_Kp18I/AAAAAAAAAPk/jKyP69U75lc/s320/02-19-09_2257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308837161608779938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHRWQVmKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MVVc-U3tfYY/s320/02-19-09_2301.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And who couldn't love beagle dog??  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308837166014202146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHRmqrASI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dxDlnwGCvOA/s320/02-24-09_1212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She's the only woman in my life who I really care for....  Besides you mom.......  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-7813029550818549116?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/7813029550818549116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=7813029550818549116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7813029550818549116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7813029550818549116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/03/doggy-doggy-just-for-you-bek.html' title='Doggy Doggy    just for you bek'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SazHRSYzLvI/AAAAAAAAAP8/A81EOuPV_DA/s72-c/02-19-09_2302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3777131428269070604</id><published>2009-02-27T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T02:03:15.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Championship Game</title><content type='html'>Hey dad you missed a great game tonight..... Well Wednesday night after church Aaron, Tobi, and I headed to Polar Ice to play in my Championship game for the men's hockey league that I'm playing in... On the way to the ice we passed a GVEA truck parked on the side on the road and there was a guy with a long pole messing with the power line... We didn't think much of it at the time.. But when we got to Polar Ice all the parking lot lights were off and then I noticed that everybody was leaving... So I ran inside to see what was going on.. The lights were off inside the building too... Some guy who was leaving told me that the power had gone out right in the middle of the game before mine so they were moving that game and the one I was playing in to the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tonight the power was working so we got to play... It was the closest game I ever played in.. We scored the first goal about midway through the first period and then just a couple of seconds later they tied it up... It was a really fast paced first period.. We went into the second tied up at 1-1.. Everybody was pretty tired out in the second.. A couple of minutes into the second we went ahead again with a slap shot just over the blue line... Then halfway through the second I got a break-away.. I was coming up the left side and there was only one d-man between me and the goalie.. I did a pretty nifty deke (: on him and he fell for it... So I was able to get around the d-man.. (&lt;em&gt;to be honest I don't know really what kind of move I put on to get around him, it just happened and I got lucky&lt;/em&gt;) So ya it was just me and the goalie!!! lol I went for a back hand and ping!! It hit the post! Boy what a bummer... After the next face off the other team took the puck down and scored to tie the game up at 2-2... I got in a little trouble at the end of the second period when the puck got shot down to the other teams goalie... It made it to the goalie put he didn't cover it up and I was skating down hard after the puck.. So just before I got to it the goalie covered it up and I had to put on the brakes.. So I ended up spraying him pretty good... He slashed me alittle and then the ruff came over and told me if I did that again I was going to get kicked out... I was like ya that was a bit stupid... I didn't really mean to spray him... Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After the second they zambed the Ice so we got a little breather... At the start if the third period it got alittle more intense... It was back and force hockey for the first twelve minutes, with nether team scoring... But then Jason a guy I know from work put the puck into the back of the net to put the other team up by one... A little later I was just finishing a shift and was headed off the ice when my team tied it up with six minutes left in the game.. I had my back to the play so I didn't get to see how it went in... Nothing else exciting happened as the last minutes of the game ticked down and sent us into OVERTIME!!! I was on the bench for the first three minutes of the overtime... There was alot of back and forth hockey with nether team really getting any scoring chances... I was rested up pretty good by the time I was able to get on the ice... The last two minutes of OT we had the puck in there zone most of the time and got a couple of scoring chances... I got a centering pass with about twenty second left and had about six inches of open net to the goalies right side.. I totally botched the shot and it went wide... I couldn't believe it WHY!! WHY ME!!&lt;br /&gt;Well the buzzer blew ofter the last twenty seconds ticked off.. To my surprise they let it go to a shoot out!!! YA NO JOKE A SHOOTOUT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was even more surprised when my team rep said I was one of the five who would do the shootout.. The other team got to go first.. The player came down and didn't really do much but shoot the puck.. Our goalie want down and did a nice pad save... The best player on our team went first and he did a nice little deke and scored... Nate a player I got to play with last year went next for the other team... He came down and did A little deke and backhanded the puck top shelf into the net... I was sitting there thinking about what I was going to do when some one hit me and said Jordan your next... ME?? I didn't really have time to think... As I made my way to the puck I decided to come in in the goalie's left and fake a shot and then drive to his right and do a back hand... I had been practicing that move all week.. Well I started skating down and faked the shot and as I went for the backhand I lost control of the puck, so I didn't get much on my backhand... The goalie did an easy kick save.. And ya there went my second chance to be the hero... ): The next four players were stopped by the goalies... The shootout was tied 1-1 with just one shooter left on each team... The last shooter for the other team was Jason and he just came down and buried the puck in the back of the net... Our last shooter was a d-man who had a good slap shot, so he came down ripped off a slap shot for the five hole... The five hole was open but the puck was just a bit to high and the goalie got a pad on it and stopped the puck... So ya we ended up losing... ): But it was such a fun game that we didn't really care that we lost... Oh Well you win some and you loss some... (: I'm just glad after this loser of a season that we made it that far... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In the end I ended up with something better then winning... Before the game they gave out little tickets for a drawing for different prizes after the game... Last year I won a new pair of hockey gloves... Well this year I won a coupon for half off of next years registration for men's hockey... Its worth three hundred dollars... So ya I was happy... Looks like I'll be playing again next year.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3777131428269070604?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3777131428269070604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3777131428269070604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3777131428269070604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3777131428269070604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/02/championship-game.html' title='Championship Game'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1982637497869484614</id><published>2009-02-22T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:48:36.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Crazy..................................Hockey</title><content type='html'>Here are some crazy goals that Ovechkin scored... The last goal in the movie is the best.. He just pulled that one off in one of last weeks games.. He's crazy good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://capitals.nhl.tv/team/embed.jsp?catid=812&amp;amp;id=34219" frameborder="0" height="289" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nooks just swept there last series and are sitting in fourth place and have sealed up home ice for the first round of the playoffs.. They also have a chance to get a first round bye in the playoffs... Pretty crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most craziest thing yet is that my hockey team made it to the championship game.. We played last week and I was able to make it to the game... It was the funnest game yet for me this year..  We went ahead 2 to 0 in the first, but then the other team came back in the second and scored 4 goals in a row.. My team tied it up with 2 quick goals at the start of the third..  Midway threw the third each time scored another goal.. With the game tied at 5 up it really started to get intense out there as the time clicked down on the clock.. There was about 3 minutes left in the game when one of my teammates put a shot on goal...  I was driving to the net when he took the shot..  The goalie blocked the shot and the puck bounced out past me as I drove to the net.. I put on the brakes and turned real fast and the puck was just sitting there right in front of me... So I grabbed it and started to turn back around  to face the goal... I figured the goalie would still be down from just blocking the shot. So as soon as I got turned around, I shot the puck top shelf..  The goalie was still down and the puck went over his lift shoulder into the net... So we won in the end 6-5 and are going to the championship game on Wednesday.. Pretty crazy huh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1982637497869484614?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1982637497869484614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1982637497869484614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1982637497869484614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1982637497869484614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/02/pretty-crazyhockey.html' title='Pretty Crazy..................................Hockey'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6214794870294786751</id><published>2009-02-17T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:36:59.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now that the wedding is over life is starting to get back to normal. Well sorta... I guess with Jo gone it will never be back to normal.. But its not so hectic around here.. Everyone's trying not to go into depression.. So far its just been the parents who have broke down and start crying.. Go figure?? They were the ones that caused this to happen why are they crying?? (-:&lt;br /&gt;I do already miss her but it hasn't really hit me that she's going to be gone forever... So I haven't cried yet.. Jo's not much for affection but she did give me two hugs and even cried when I hugged her... OH AND!!! She even let me kiss here before dad walked her forward... (-: She started to back away then finally let me kiss her... Cool huh!! I guess letting me kiss you Jo makes up for calling everybody in the family but me today... But if it happens again then you'll owe me one Jo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see besides the wedding, life has been rather lame... I didn't get to work today and there's no work tomorrow so that's depressing... I hate being a bum... I did find out one cool thing this week.. I guess hockey isn't over for me just yet.. Some how my loser of a team pulled out back to back wins in the tournament... So we get to play two more games and I should be able to play in both of them... So ya that's exciting!! Oh I guess that's not the only exciting thing that's happened... Have you ever had your sister chase you around the house with a pair of scissors threatening to cut your shirt off?? I did!! It doesn't get much more exciting then that around here.. lol (-: I guess bek didn't think my shirt was appropriate.. Her and kriss said it was to tight, immodest, and gay.. lol I would have to agree with them... I bought with the hope of them all freaking out on me and they didn't disappoint.. Thanks girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some picture from when we went to the Chace's house last week... They just wanted to have us over one last time before our family get ripped apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYvaT-WqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/R4-nG6ZZ8Eg/s1600-h/02-08-09_2159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000926443264674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYvaT-WqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/R4-nG6ZZ8Eg/s320/02-08-09_2159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYvc-RdZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/G3qY3MpG8JM/s1600-h/02-08-09_2158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000927157548434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYvc-RdZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/G3qY3MpG8JM/s320/02-08-09_2158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Tekoa (boy I hope I spelled that right).. She torments me by always smiling at me real big, but then when I try to pick her up she screams like I'm killing her... She did let me hold her for a bit when I was feeding her Ice cream... But when it was all gone she was back to screaming again.. Hmm must be a girl thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYvIvZUxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jaNYLer0RWM/s1600-h/02-08-09_2151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000921726440210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYvIvZUxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jaNYLer0RWM/s320/02-08-09_2151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYuwpAWtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_zG4hAHidhU/s1600-h/02-08-09_2147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000915257187026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYuwpAWtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_zG4hAHidhU/s320/02-08-09_2147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me being a bad influence on Titus.. I showed him a couple of movies on my Zune, then let I put some music on for him... Boy did he ever love that... Luckily it was playing something decent when his mom came by and listen to it to make sure it was appropriate.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304331338352543762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZzFP6l5yBI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Tlvq_eG10fc/s320/02-15-09_2244%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SZuYuY__ZnI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nuFYioEOOk0/s1600-h/02-15-09_2244.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last picture isn't from the Chaces... After the wedding bub had one of his lets just say Caleb moments and suggested we have a sleep over.. Strange huh?? So we all grabbed our beds and moved them out to the living room.. It wasn't quite a sleep over since we all lived there.. But ya we all slept together in the living room... It was totally like a girly sleepover too.. Like talking and staying up late, bub even asked this of the wall middle school girly question.. He was in rare form that night... He even jumped of his bed and pummelled me when a made a bash on Lisa.. It was alot of fun... Okay gotto go... 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Our family has been torn apart!! )-:       :-(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c4a914c7d7cd607" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c4a914c7d7cd607%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78153CA6D1D4397F74DB45CCB05779DDA9CE282F.4D54C3094DC2F88CD48CC0D374EDF93588620C83%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c4a914c7d7cd607%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4p5U3YGViNQIYifkjWBqpiOxK-A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c4a914c7d7cd607%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78153CA6D1D4397F74DB45CCB05779DDA9CE282F.4D54C3094DC2F88CD48CC0D374EDF93588620C83%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c4a914c7d7cd607%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4p5U3YGViNQIYifkjWBqpiOxK-A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2669447586621893477?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9c4a914c7d7cd607&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2669447586621893477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2669447586621893477&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2669447586621893477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2669447586621893477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-its-happened.html' title='WELL IT&apos;S HAPPENED!!!!   )-:   :-('/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-8299110157107674885</id><published>2009-02-07T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:13:19.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt Out on Relationships, Life, and Three Little Girls in a Video</title><content type='html'>Umm ya I'm really getting burnt out with relationships.. And I'm starting to go into depression.. Anyhow I'll get to that in a little bit... Me and Smith went to town today. We had to drop Tobi off at work and Smith needed to buy dress shoes and I needed to find dress pants and dress shoes.. But after going to just about every store in town, Ive came to the conclusion that there is way to many fat people in America.. or Fairbanks.. Because not a single store had a pare of pants that were size 32 waist 34 length... Now that's sad.. They had plenty of 36 waist 32 length... Hmm I wonder why that is???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of that... Well I've came to the conclusion that people who are in (relationships) or the most selfish people on earth... :-( After Watching certain people go through their engagements and seeing how they act and go about with it has totally taken the desire out of me to ever go through it myself .... It's like they think the world just revolves around them... It's funny to watch how they start acting all different around each other instead of being who they really are they just start being kinda fake... It's also funny how every body else can see it but they are totally oblivious to it.. They can't tell that the other person is being kinda fake... You know I don't think that the person who's being fake even knows that they really are... I thinks its really funny after a couple of month of them being married when they find out what the person they married is really like... It makes you just want to so "I TOLD YOU SO!!! or YOU MARRIED THEM DEAL WITH IT!!" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you all know Jo is getting married this next Sunday.. I've got to admit It's going to be really hard on me when she leaves... I'm a really family oriented person... I can't even imagine how it's going to be like with her gone... You go from seeing her just about every day of your life to just seeing her a couple of weeks out of the year... It makes me kinda bitter about the idea of people in my family getting married, or at least getting married to someone that lives far away.. I'm still happy for her though... But there is also times when they just drive me nut and I wish they would just get married and get it over with... Jo hasn't been as bad as some when it comes to being selfish but she has had her moments... Like this morning when she was going to town... This is her last week with us, so I wanted to spend some time with her so I asked her if I could go to town with her.. She was like NO!! I was like &lt;em&gt;PLEASE Jo it may be our last time to go to town together&lt;/em&gt;!! And she said &lt;em&gt;NOPE I don't want you to come... LOL&lt;/em&gt; Or like when she gets mad at someone in the family and says &lt;em&gt;I can't wait to get married and get out of here...   &lt;/em&gt;  I usually just respond to her by saying,  &lt;em&gt;Uhuh Jo just wait a couple of month when you finally see who your night in shining armor really is and that his armor can get a little rusty.. When he leaves for work and your just sitting bear foot and pregnant in your home there Anchor Point all alone looking at all the insulation sticking out of the walls... Then you'll regret what you said and that you didn't let me go to town with you...&lt;/em&gt;  LOL   But besides those to times I totally think think jo and jason have done really good in not being too self centered...  They in no way are fake around each other...  I am really happy for them and think that they're the perfect model for how Christan's should conduct themselves in a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its a little different story when it comes to Caleb and Lisa...  They to are a perfect example for how a relationship is to be carried out in a godly manner...  But they both have the world revolves around them bug really bad...   It's kind of a touchy subject so I'm not going to dwell on it for very long...  :-)  Lets just say I've never seen a girl so blinded about a person in my life...   When I can name like 100 annoying faults of Caleb off of the top of my head she can only name 1... Blinded I say totally blinded!!   They both seem kinda fake around each other.. I know they don't try to be but the so are...  Its sad sad I say!!   Oh and boy is it ever embarrassing when I hear bub answer the phone when his girl calls...  It makes me cringe and want to hide my head in embarrassment.. You just need to hear it to understand...  Oh and she thinks whatever Caleb says is always right.. RIGHT!!!  that's just my LBS coming out... Lets just say I cant wait tell the day she disagrees with something he does and she plants her feet and gets her stubborn mule face on... I hope I'm there for that Its going to be good...   (little sister Kriss sympathizes much with big brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya right now in my life I could really care less if I ever get married....  I'm just don't feel like ever going through what they are doing...    After talking it through with Aaron and Tobi we are all just going to get the bowl cut and shave a bald spot on top of are head and become Monks. And find a monastery on some mountain to live out are lives in peace ... All I would need to be happy is my snowboard, hockey stick, and ps3.. Tobi would bring his laptop and Aaron his kettlebell... And we live happily ever after... Oh and Sam you can come to if you want...    Well to be honest I haven't talked to tobi or Aaron about it yet but I'm sure they would think my idea is great... They always do... (little sister Kriss giggles and is hoping one day big brother will grow up but at the same time never change (o;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring to get depressed because I'm done with all my hockey games for this year and the nooks only got a couple more home games left... So the hockey season is coming to a close and I'm just not ready for that just yet... Oh well such is life... Also Aaron tried to kill me in a workout on Thursday... My legs our like screaming at me whenever I walk up or down anything.. They really hurt...  I don't know how many times I murdered Aaron in my mind for making me do that workout....  Oh on the bright side we watched a six hour show about my dream job... It was a show about the training of navy seals... It was very cool!! I SO would love to do that...  But I know that's not what God wants for me right now.. Bummer!! :(   Maybe some day, Maybe!! :)   (little sister Kriss thinks not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's the video you all have been waiting for...  We found it on the camera today when we were taking pictures of Aimee's b-day party.. She had a sleep over last night and that's what its from...  Also I asked Aimee before I posted it.. Also these girls seem to make it a goal in there live to be unusually mean to me....(little sister Kriss is getting out a violin to play a sad song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7f905b20e3e2e693" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7f905b20e3e2e693%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32DE4C44A916F62FF6A8029A72D44EADFE694B6A.5F1BC01399B8B585ECF53B945D3D629773C8EA90%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7f905b20e3e2e693%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0hkyLXUWYIX_fzEQQJ3kfI28KmA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7f905b20e3e2e693%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32DE4C44A916F62FF6A8029A72D44EADFE694B6A.5F1BC01399B8B585ECF53B945D3D629773C8EA90%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7f905b20e3e2e693%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0hkyLXUWYIX_fzEQQJ3kfI28KmA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-8299110157107674885?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7f905b20e3e2e693&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/8299110157107674885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=8299110157107674885&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8299110157107674885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8299110157107674885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/02/burnt-out-on-relationships-life-and.html' title='Burnt Out on Relationships, Life, and Three Little Girls in a Video'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-7963567797657725070</id><published>2009-02-03T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:33:14.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost as good as hockey</title><content type='html'>Here's a sport I would love to play someday...  This is for you Smith... It's like hockey but without the ice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/puGqXrpDvOM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/puGqXrpDvOM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B8K3oyo9Tzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B8K3oyo9Tzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  OUCH!!! Boy does that ever look like fun!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xt4mDV_r3Xg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xt4mDV_r3Xg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-7963567797657725070?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/7963567797657725070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=7963567797657725070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7963567797657725070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7963567797657725070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/02/almost-as-good-as-hockey.html' title='Almost as good as hockey'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4089403056986329832</id><published>2009-01-30T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:53:33.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ogres At Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WoW!! Talk about scary!! I just about got my head bit off a couple of seconds ago.... Here's alittle advice to the guys out there with sisters... Don't try to sneak into there bedroom at midnight!! I just tried that and it wasn't very pretty.. I was trying to find the laptop that for some reason they always take to bed with them, so that I could do a post... Let's just say they made the old lady on Princess Bride look good... As you can see I found the laptop and made it out alive without losing any limbs... :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't worked since Monday so I've just been a bum the last three days... I really hate that (being a bum).. Not having work really stinks and I really need the money.. Oh well such is life.... It just feels wrong not doing anything productive every day... I did get to go play a hockey game tonight.. This year has been a really bummer for playing in the men's hockey.. Most of the games this year are right in the middle of when we have church... So I've missed over half of the games... It's not really worth paying $600 to just get to play 12 games... WOW!! what is that like $50 a game?? Hmm that's depressing.. And it doesn't help when your teams a bunch of selfish jerks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it hasn't been that bad of a year for hockey.. I got to play hockey with Ethan and Sam a couple of times last week... It was a lot of fun... Ethan is real easy going and loves hockey as much as me... So I really enjoy when he gets to come play with me... We even got a big group to come out and play... It was kinda like the old days... Hmm those are really good memories... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was tagged by Chord to tell my version of what happened at the hockey game last Sunday... Smith and Chord have already did a post about it... But they were off on some stuff... Chord, as I recall, I blocked your first shoot and noticed that you were starting to tear up because you didn't get a goal... So I let your next shot go in before you started to really cry... I was just being a nice guy so don't you forget it.. :) No more Mr Nice guy next time.... :) I will admit that you and jock were good at deking out Aaron... I forget who scored first but I do remember Jock scoring a couple because I drew all the defence to me and gave him a perfect pass and a open goal to shoot at... Oh and Smith all that really happened on your "goal" was that somebody passed the puck to you and you missed the pass... So you where skating after it as it made its way into the net... Also I don't remember any melted ice out there but I did notice that wherever you skated the ice was starting to crack... So ya it was a lot of fun... Who wants to do it again this Sunday?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nanooks are playing again this weekend.. They have already secured home ice for the first round of the playoffs and they even have a chance at a first round by winning their next couple of games.. Its really cool to finally have a year where they are up there in 2nd and 3rd place... Oh I almost forgot the NHL All-star was last weekend... The day before the All-star game they have a skills competition.. There is five different advents, hardest shot, elimination shootout, shooting accuracy, fastest skater, and the breakaway challenge... The highlight if the night was my hockey hero Alex Ovechkin in the breakaway challenge... The Washington Capitals sniper currently leads the league in scoring with 31 goals and should be ranked No. 1 in enthusiasm as well. I love his style of play and he's always smiling and having fun out on the ice.. Anyhow he didn't really do that good in the breakaway challenge but the fans still voted him #1.. I'll post a video showing you why... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297197909139701250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SYNtbr82vgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9aMatwlDYYk/s320/alex+allstar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTNBRz94Nvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTNBRz94Nvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FkdMitIYA0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FkdMitIYA0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-4089403056986329832?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/4089403056986329832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=4089403056986329832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4089403056986329832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/4089403056986329832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/01/ogres-at-night.html' title='Ogres At Night...'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SYNtbr82vgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9aMatwlDYYk/s72-c/alex+allstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6561523313891622350</id><published>2009-01-24T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:39:40.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Dekes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here is a video of some cool hockey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dekes&lt;/span&gt;... Enjoy!!    Oh and just mute it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; you play it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptXFxn4jE_w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptXFxn4jE_w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6561523313891622350?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/6561523313891622350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6561523313891622350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6561523313891622350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6561523313891622350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/01/hockey-dekes.html' title='Hockey Dekes'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3824517039912056663</id><published>2009-01-21T23:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:16:28.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Bush Already</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SXgxcPOfRcI/AAAAAAAAANs/JFhrzDWZe_4/s1600-h/011809_bushes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294035723167417794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SXgxcPOfRcI/AAAAAAAAANs/JFhrzDWZe_4/s320/011809_bushes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        ARRGH..... I can't find my cellphone... :( That's so frustrating!! Ohwell.. I'll live :) Okay who's ready for a new president?? I so am... I already miss Bush... Ya I know he wasn't the greatest and I don't agree with everything he did as president, but I still really like the man... I always felt like whatever he said he really meant and that it came from his heart... And that he did what he thought was best for the country.. I felt like crying when I saw him get in the helicopter and leave the White House for the last time... I got (more like had) to listen to some of the Inauguration at work.. The job I was working at had a radio and someone had it on some liberal station.. So for like 3 hours I got to hear people worshiping Obama... I just wanted to upchuck.... The radio was covering the parade as Obama made his way to the White house... They had different news reporters stationed along the route to cover what happened when he passed them... They would be like "( I see his car coming my way... Everybody is yelling Obama Obama!! OH!! OH!! HERE HE COMES!!! I should be able to see him in a sec!! AND YA THERE HE IS!!! I SEE HIM!!! I SEE HIM!!! I'M LOOKING AT PRESIDENT OBAMA!!! OHBOY OHBOY!! THE MOTORCADE IS STOPPING.... THIS MAY BE WHEN HE GETS OUT AND WALKS.... EVERY BODY IS SCREAMING... One sec let me put the mic down and worship him.... Oh bummer.. the Motorcade is moving on, I don't think he is getting out of the car here in front of me... There was a lady standing next to me that told me she wouldn't miss this for the world.. And that her work wouldn't give her the time off to come to this... So she quit her job just to come... I asked her how she was going to support herself now?? She said OH I'm not worried about that.. Obama is going to take care of me now and even pay my mortgage... This is Ryan Milone reporting for the fare and balanced World News radio, back to you Graige...)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm that didn't really do it justice.. But I think you get the point.. There is alot of really stupid people out there in the world... I will say that Obama is good at giving speeches... But it was all just words... He didn't really say anything that meant anything... And he keeps saying it's time to make America great again... Again??? It's time for change... Let's start by letting all the terrorist go that are in Gitmo... And then put a big target on our back... While I help the gays get equal rights and help girls who where just having alittle fun last night from being punished with babies by promoting abortions... That's change alright... YA lets be like Rome and destroy ourself from the inside.. Why wait for the terrorist to do it when we can... It just makes me sick... Did any of you listen to the poem some girl did during the inauguration?? It was worse than Mary had a Little Lamb... Well let's just hope he fails big time so that even the dumb people in America see him for what he really is... The bible does say for us to pray for our leaders, so even though we despise them we better be praying for them too... God let him get there for some reason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little quote that I read some where that I thought was interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;   We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I think that boat is taking on water let's just pray we don't sink...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I Finally found my cellphone.. I had left it at church...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3824517039912056663?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3824517039912056663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3824517039912056663&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3824517039912056663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3824517039912056663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-bush-already.html' title='I miss Bush Already'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SXgxcPOfRcI/AAAAAAAAANs/JFhrzDWZe_4/s72-c/011809_bushes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2964046817280004426</id><published>2009-01-15T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:53:23.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah and a video</title><content type='html'>There's a naughty little girl in the Humphrey house... Are little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;innocent&lt;/span&gt; beagle dog Molly got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;defiled&lt;/span&gt; by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mutant&lt;/span&gt; looking dog tonight... So if anybody wants a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mutant&lt;/span&gt; beagle, we might be giving some away soon.. :-) Visit Smith's blog for the full story... The weather up here has been pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt;.. It went from -50 to 30 in little over a day... I almost had to get my shorts out it felt so hot after two or three weeks of -50... Things have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; boring around here lately besides Molly getting hit on by all the dogs in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt;. Since it was warm today me and Jock tried to go play hockey, but there was a team practicing on the ice so we just went home and played Little Big Planet.. Best game ever!!! Sorry I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; have anything exciting to post... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; lets see... Oh I know something!!!! Smith moved in with us this week... The guy he was living with kinda had a falling out with the church so he asked Smith to move out... So know we are stuck with him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;... OH HEY its also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Aaron's&lt;/span&gt; birthday tomorrow, so you all might stop by his blog and say happy birthday... Lets see what else is there?? Wednesday night I told mike I was having snowboarding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;withdrawals&lt;/span&gt; so he said he would go to birch with me this weekend.. I think the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Degerlunds&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go too so that would be really fun... Nooks are playing this weekend so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; kinda exciting.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; here I'll make up for this boring post by showing you all a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;vidoe&lt;/span&gt; I took one day when me and Jock were playing around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING this movie contains strong violence, strong laughter, very loud and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt; noises, blood and gore... For ages 12 and younger.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Adult&lt;/span&gt; supervision is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;advised&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-696912415e6fdff2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D696912415e6fdff2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60257078BD65DC4E17B71642BB70DDCC5FB5125F.26B16889BBA795B2626DD4DDAA40DCF080B44F2D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D696912415e6fdff2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfA8Q_wlJxcDt9XFijV6tl2NbNtE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D696912415e6fdff2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60257078BD65DC4E17B71642BB70DDCC5FB5125F.26B16889BBA795B2626DD4DDAA40DCF080B44F2D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D696912415e6fdff2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfA8Q_wlJxcDt9XFijV6tl2NbNtE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;HMMM&lt;/span&gt; :-{ bummer I guess it didn't have blood and gore... Yep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;kris&lt;/span&gt; I know I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right you don't read my blog... OH HEY!! I almost forgote to post about that... The other day Krista tried to punch me!! YA FOR REAL!! I didn't even do anything to deserve it... She was being a bad little girl, so I disciplined her in a very loving brotherly way and then she just halled of and tried to punch me... Luckly I blocked it or it would have really messed up my pretty face... :) Anyways I hope you got a laugh out of the movie... Night all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2964046817280004426?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=696912415e6fdff2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2964046817280004426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2964046817280004426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2964046817280004426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2964046817280004426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/01/blah-blah-and-video.html' title='Blah Blah and a video'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1041528031306867157</id><published>2009-01-10T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:16:27.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th picture</title><content type='html'>I got tagged twice so I guess I better do this too..  Here's my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; picture from the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; folder well sorta.. I had to bend the rules &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; because to many people put stuff on my computer and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have a clue where the pictures in the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; folder came from... So its more like the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; folder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SWmZUKLCwjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VKGDDzADORU/s1600-h/Rasberry+picking...08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289927808930464306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SWmZUKLCwjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VKGDDzADORU/s320/Rasberry+picking...08+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what are trip out to china hot springs to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;raspberries&lt;/span&gt; turned into... We couldn't find any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;raspberries&lt;/span&gt; so we just went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mudding&lt;/span&gt; and ether hung out the window or sat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;on top&lt;/span&gt; the cars the whole time... This pic is of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kriss&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;amiee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;on top&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;beks&lt;/span&gt; car.... It was lots of fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1041528031306867157?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1041528031306867157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1041528031306867157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1041528031306867157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1041528031306867157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/01/4th-picture.html' title='4th picture'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SWmZUKLCwjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VKGDDzADORU/s72-c/Rasberry+picking...08+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1903521811279003725</id><published>2009-01-05T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:02:21.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from 2008</title><content type='html'>Here's a slide show of some of the great adventures I had this summer... The year altogether wasn't the greatest, but it was one of the funnest summers I have had... Well I hope you enjoy it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=7c7cf007f2274cc67df877" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=7c7cf007f2274cc67df877&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=7c7cf007f2274cc67df877&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/7c7cf007f2274cc67df877/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh hey!! Smith in one of these trips was when you became a man in my eyes... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1903521811279003725?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1903521811279003725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1903521811279003725&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1903521811279003725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1903521811279003725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures-from-2008.html' title='Pictures from 2008'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1335782919656993648</id><published>2008-12-30T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:45:10.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its A Sad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its a sad day here at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Humphreys&lt;/span&gt;... We lost one of our family members today. We had to put our dog Sorrel down today..... The last couple of weeks her health has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; been going down hill. We think she had cancer. She wasn't eating anymore and was having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; hard time getting around... So we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to put her down... It was kinda hard on some of the family, but it was the best thing for her... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well on the brighter side, we had a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; here... I got couple of war books and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of clothes... My mom got me a light purple dress shirt with a tie and brown dress pants... She said that she couldn't bring herself to buy me anything on my list... I guess I just want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; stuff... I wore the outfit on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and we went to the pioneer home that day... All the old ladies there kept telling me that they liked my outfit... So I was glad mom got me it instead of what I had asked for... I kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;prefer&lt;/span&gt; it that way... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bek&lt;/span&gt; gave me the best present.... She made me a scrap book of all our adventures with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hammetts&lt;/span&gt;.. It almost made me cry looking at the pictures... Those were some of the funnest times... I got the family Little Big Planet for PS3... Its the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;funnest&lt;/span&gt; game ever... You have little Sack boys or girls that you bounce around threw different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;obstacle&lt;/span&gt; courses... The other night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tobi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;aimee&lt;/span&gt;, and jock stayed up tell 3 in the morning playing it... It was so funny to watch them play it... They could hardly play they were laughing so hard... You just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hafto&lt;/span&gt; play it to understand.. I'll see if I can find a video of it to show you... I got jock another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;airsoft&lt;/span&gt; gun, so we have been having little wars in our house.. We made a little action video using the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;airsoft&lt;/span&gt; guns, so if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;want to&lt;/span&gt; see it go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tobi's&lt;/span&gt; blog... Well I better go, today is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;jo's&lt;/span&gt; b-day and its almost time to eat....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285782922630631810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrfkBc5kYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sNgv9c0wQrM/s320/SackBoyMontage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's what a sack boy looks like... Aren't they cute?? :) You can dress them up and change there color... The best game ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/617TRtcyByQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/617TRtcyByQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285778723612535522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrbvm4-KuI/AAAAAAAAALE/lyDIufGYiTQ/s320/Christmas+2008+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285778728455671570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrbv47qjxI/AAAAAAAAALM/pY-h7VvsVSY/s320/Christmas+2008+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We just woke up in these picture and are waiting for dad and mom to tell us when can go in and see our presents from the parents..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285778726862379954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrbvy_y27I/AAAAAAAAALU/ngROvUmGJP0/s320/Christmas+2008+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                    All our gifts from mom and dad...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285778740604777378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrbwmMPM6I/AAAAAAAAALc/QX0oRHiRIIA/s320/Christmas+2008+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                              Playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;airsoft&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285778745177604050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrbw3Oe_9I/AAAAAAAAALk/ZpGh6d75eTQ/s320/Christmas+2008+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285780403943577042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrdRanHFdI/AAAAAAAAALs/Eukdr0-YnHA/s320/Christmas+2008+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                  Come On!! Come On stick your little terrorist head out!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285786439513101810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVriwu3BVfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/pXq0X672Ox4/s320/Christmas+2008+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                  There you go!! Your MINE!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285780410277772434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrdRyNTPJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Kdmb_QQESIs/s320/Christmas+2008+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                       Jock showing off his battle wounds....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285780425691449810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrdSroNSdI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mvmuzOAA9f4/s320/Christmas+2008+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285780417188034498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrdSL81d8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/QQcJfgDWeKw/s320/Christmas+2008+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                  Boy!! we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;terrorist&lt;/span&gt;... :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285780419321245090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrdST5braI/AAAAAAAAAME/vBeTFZkDamQ/s320/Christmas+2008+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1335782919656993648?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1335782919656993648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1335782919656993648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1335782919656993648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1335782919656993648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-sad-day.html' title='Its A Sad Day'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SVrfkBc5kYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sNgv9c0wQrM/s72-c/SackBoyMontage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-442677384282503454</id><published>2008-12-20T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:02:44.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Christmas Traditions??</title><content type='html'>This week has been kind of crazy.. One day some girl is mad at me and calling me a sexist and the next day there's a guy trying to set me up with a girl... But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; save that for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;later&lt;/span&gt;... Me and Jock went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; shopping today... It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun, I think we went to almost every store in town.... It was fun watching jock pick out presents for people.... He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;... The day after we put up the tree he had all his presents wrapped and under the tree... I think so far he's the only one who has put presents under the tree.... He has even made sure he got Aaron and Lisa a present.. O HEY Smith!!! What do you think about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;trading&lt;/span&gt; me cars??? You would get the better deal if we did.. :) mines not beat up.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I like your heater... Anyhow Aaron left for Juno today, so I picked his car up at the airport for him... Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; nicer then mine, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt;... Jock was going threw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aaron's&lt;/span&gt; glove box and we found some track in there.. So I told Jock to grab a couple out for each of us and that at the next store we go to, we had to ether give them to some one or set them somewhere where people would find them.... So we went to B&amp;amp;N, he was getting someone a present there... When we got back out to the car he asked me if I had gave my tracks out... I was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;arrgh&lt;/span&gt; I forgot... He did the little shame on you thing with his finger... I was like did you??? He got this cute little grin on his face and just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nodded&lt;/span&gt; his head yes... It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; neat.... Okay I better start talking about what I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to post about... Christmas traditions.... My family has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of them... But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt; there has been some in the family and not yet family who have tried to destroy them... :-( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ARRGH&lt;/span&gt; So far I have been able to battle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;succeed&lt;/span&gt; in keep them around but I fear that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; fighting a losing battle... So I wanted to share them with you before they are forever gone... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; The first of our traditions is no listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; music till after thanksgiving... Which bub and Lisa have tried to ruin this year... The funny thing about that is that bub usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; music till the week of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; because it take him that long to get in the holiday spirit).. But this year since his girl wanted to listen to it before Thanksgiving, he acted like he was really into christmas music and him and Lisa were trying to force it on us... It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;... We always make it a big deal when we set our tree up.. We get a lot of snack foods and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt; makes apple c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ider&lt;/span&gt; and mom makes dip for chips... Then we put on some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; music and spend the rest of the night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;decorating&lt;/span&gt; the tree.. The next one has kinda changed, but in the past when we were all younger we would hang up candy canes up for every day of December leading up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;... And each morning we would take one down and eat it.. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; exciting for us little guys to watch each day is the number of candy canes got smaller and smaller... By the time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; came around eating candy canes had gotten &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; old... Now that we are older and have had our fill of candy canes we have changed it to on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; first we get out our stocking and everybody in the family buys small little treats or fruit that we stick on them for each other every day until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;... So its kinda cool checking your stocking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; what kind of treats are in there for you that day.... Another tradition is that we make cookies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of cookies but aren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;allowed&lt;/span&gt; to start eating them till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve.... Let me tell you that gets kinda hard waiting tell then for cookies, when every night someone is making a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; kind of cookies and you cant eat them for another week... Its almost torture... This year mom and the girls have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; letting the ball down when it comes to making the cookies... (I better start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;cracking&lt;/span&gt; the whip in them).... The next tradition is that on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve mom make some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good food and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;bek&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt; makes some punch and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; get to break out the cookies.... Then we open all the presents under the tree... The only presents that aren't under the trees our the ones from mom and dad... We first argue about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; we are going to start with the oldest or the youngest... The youngest usually when that fight... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;lol....&lt;/span&gt; I love my big family, it the only way to go.... :-) I never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; cared who started because I'm in the middle, so it will take just as long ether way for it to be my turn... We usually stay up till midnight playing with are goodies... Then the parents make us go to bed.... That night when we are all in bed mam and dad set out the gifts they have gotten for us.... They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; rap them, they just set them out in little piles for each kid.... Then some time in the early morning (usually to early) one of the younger kids to excited to sleep gets dad to wakes up the rest of the family... We are all confined to are rooms until every body is awake and ready to come out... Then dad tells us that we can come out of our rooms... The lights in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt; are out and we all you can see is the outline to each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; pile of gifts... Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; one throws on the lights and we all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;stubble&lt;/span&gt; over each other as try to figure out and make our way to our piles still half blinded as our eyes a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; to the light... After we get done checking out what everybody got we eat breakfast and just lay around the rest of the day eating cookies... So thats about it for are christmas traditions.... What's are your christmas traditions??? Please leave a comment or do a post on them to... Everybody seems to have different ones... Okay I better explane about being called a sexist or was it male shovenist pig??? :-) No i think it was just called a sexist... LOL But I think I have been called a male shovenist pig before... Anyhow it happend at B&amp;amp;N Some of us were sitting around the fireplace and I was talking to Lisa and I mentioned how I thought that girls shouldn't get there drivers license till there eighteen... I think Lisa agreed with me LOL... Well there was a girl there who we knew, I won't say who it was, but I new here but never really talked to her... Well she got alittle upset about my comment and tryed to start argueing with me... Well her arguement didn't change my mind so I think that just made her even more mad... She said that it was proven fact that girls mature three years sooner then guys... I was about to her --- well i'll save it for later what I was going to say, because that was when I looked at Lisa and she gave me the please end this NOW!!! look... Anyway If I had said what I wanted it would have really made her mad... So I just smilled and let it die at that... Well later Lisa and Kriss told me that she said I was a sexist... Ohwell ive been called worst... Well I better end this, Its already getting to long... Merry Christmas You all.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-442677384282503454?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/442677384282503454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=442677384282503454&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/442677384282503454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/442677384282503454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-your-christmas-traditions.html' title='What&apos;s Your Christmas Traditions??'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-4684606313993257258</id><published>2008-12-13T02:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:30:22.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been rather busy lately.... I had to work tens and elevens this week, so that we can get caught up for Christmas... So I'm sorry its been a week since posting... But I'll make it up with this post with a lot of pics and movies.... Anyhow we just got home from the Older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Toziers&lt;/span&gt; house... They wanted to have us over one more time before our family gets torn apart by marriage... I thinks just a trap and that's it way over rated (marriage:-)... Its going to be a better sweet Christmas this year knowing its going to be our last one as a family&lt;em&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MOMMYYY&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KRISS&lt;/span&gt; IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VERBALLY&lt;/span&gt; ABUSING ME&lt;/em&gt;!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Uhhmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt; about that... Now where was I?? Oh ya the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Toziers&lt;/span&gt; had us over tonight.. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun, bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tozier&lt;/span&gt; told stories of his younger days out in the wilderness... Very interesting!!! I went boarding for the first time this year.... I didn't really want to go, but Mike begged me to come... He said he would go if I went... I guess Kassandra isn't good enough for him any more... :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Just so you people know I was joking there....&lt;/em&gt; Anyhow it was me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bek&lt;/span&gt;, mike, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kassy&lt;/span&gt;, bub and go figure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt;.... It turned out to be funner then I thought it would be... Besides the part where Lisa ripped my earphone out of my ears leaving the little rubber &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dealeo&lt;/span&gt; that goes on the end stuck in my ear... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Reb&lt;/span&gt; had to pull it out for me, because I couldn't, it just kept going in deeper when I tried to get it out... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; its all good :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537127721709794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvC6RWsOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6vEe1c7WrOc/s320/12-13-08_1442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537569215883026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvcm9xJxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AVNtJMuPyyQ/s320/12-13-08_1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537130525547154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvDEt12pI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1q-294K1XfY/s320/12-13-08_1444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537134822295826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvDUuRCRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BvHYyYoqUtU/s320/12-13-08_1445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537135644399682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvDXyRWEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tAaa84GL3OI/s320/12-13-08_1453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537569780413682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvcpEXNPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/bEeObO1ZkDg/s320/12-13-08_1456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537569122019154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvcmnY51I/AAAAAAAAAK0/cOaMmngc8Jo/s320/12-13-08_1457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279537125432240354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvCxvgKOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0cffxbDnA0U/s320/12-13-08_1430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Here Sam these movies are for you... 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title='Boarding'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SUSvC6RWsOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6vEe1c7WrOc/s72-c/12-13-08_1442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6826006865349899340</id><published>2008-12-07T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:18:23.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 7th 1941</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; 67 years ago today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; December 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor... It threw the US into WW2... Because of WW2 405,399 Americans died of all causes, and 670,845 were wounded. 130,201 Americans were captured and made Prisoners of War (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;POWs&lt;/span&gt;). So lets not forget... Here's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;brief&lt;/span&gt; history of the attack on Pearl Harbor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLLiIwtEak0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLLiIwtEak0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;     Japanese military leaders recognized American naval strength as the chief deterrent to war with the United States. Early in 1941, Admiral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Isoroku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yamamoto&lt;/span&gt;, Commander of the Japanese Combined Fleet, had initiated planning for a surprise attack on the United States Pacific Fleet at the beginning of any hostilities that the Japanese might undertake. The assumption was that before the United States could recover from a surprise blow, the Japanese would be able to seize all their objectives in the Far East, and could then hold out indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;By September 1941 the Japanese had practically completed secret plans for a huge assault against Malaya, the Philippines, and the Netherlands East Indies, to be coordinated with a crushing blow on the Pacific Fleet at Pearl Harbor in the Hawaiian Island of Oahu. Early in November Vice Admiral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chuichi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nagumo&lt;/span&gt; was named commander of the Pearl Harbor Striking Force, which rendezvoused secretly in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kuriles&lt;/span&gt;. The force of some 30 ships included six aircraft carriers with about 430 planes, of which approximately 360 took part in the subsequent attack. At the same time, a Japanese Advance Expeditionary Force of some 20 submarines was assembled at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kure&lt;/span&gt; naval base on the west coast of Honshu to cooperate in the attack.&lt;br /&gt;Submarines of the Advance Expeditionary Force began their eastward movement across the Pacific in mid-November, refueled and resupplied in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Marshalls&lt;/span&gt;, and arrived near Oahu about December 5 (Hawaiian time). On the night of December 6-7 five midget (two-man) submarines that had been carried "piggy-back" on large submarines cast off and began converging on Pearl Harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Nagumo's&lt;/span&gt; task force sailed from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kuriles&lt;/span&gt; on 26 November and arrived, undetected by the Americans, at a point about 200 miles north of Oahu at 0600 hours (Hawaiian time) on December 7, 1941. Beginning at 0600 and ending at 0715, a total of some 360 planes were launched in three waves. These planes rendezvoused to the south and then flew toward Oahu for coordinated attacks.&lt;br /&gt;In Pearl Harbor were 96 vessels, the bulk of the United States Pacific Fleet. Eight battleships of the Fleet were there, but the aircraft carriers were all at sea. The Commander in Chief of the Pacific Fleet (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CINCPAC&lt;/span&gt;) was Admiral Husband E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kimmel&lt;/span&gt;. Army forces in Hawaii, including the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Infantry Divisions, were under the command of Lt. Gen. Walter C. Short, Commanding General of the Hawaiian Department. On the several airfields were a total of about 390 Navy and Army planes of all types, of which less than 300 were available for combat or observation purposes.&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese air attack on Pearl Harbor and on the airfields of Oahu began at 0755 on December 7, 1941 and ended shortly before 1000. Quickly recovering from the initial shock of surprise, the Americans fought back vigorously with antiaircraft fire. Devastation of the airfields was so quick and thorough that only a few American planes were able to participate in the counterattack. The Japanese were successful in accomplishing their principal mission, which was to cripple the Pacific Fleet. They sunk three battleships, caused another to capsize, and severely damaged the other four.&lt;br /&gt;All together the Japanese sank or severely damaged 18 ships, including the 8 battleships, three light cruisers, and three destroyers. On the airfields the Japanese destroyed 161 American planes (Army 74, Navy 87) and seriously damaged 102 (Army 71, Navy 31).&lt;br /&gt;The Navy and Marine Corps suffered a total of 2,896 casualties of which 2,117 were deaths (Navy 2,008, Marines 109) and 779 wounded (Navy 710, Marines 69). The Army (as of midnight, 10 December) lost 228 killed or died of wounds, 113 seriously wounded and 346 slightly wounded. In addition, at least 57 civilians were killed and nearly as many seriously injured.&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese lost 29 planes over Oahu, one large submarine (on 10 December), and all five of the midget submarines. Their personnel losses (according to Japanese sources) were 55 airmen, nine crewmen on the midget submarines, and an unknown number on the large submarines. The Japanese carrier task force sailed away undetected and unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;On December 8, 1941, within less than an hour after a stirring, six-minute address by President Franklin D. Roosevelt, Congress voted, with only one member dissenting, that a state of war existed between the United States and Japan, and empowered the President to wage war with all the resources of the country.&lt;br /&gt;Four days after Pearl Harbor, December 11, 1941, Germany and Italy declared war on the United States. Congress, this time without a dissenting vote, immediately recognized the existence of a state of war with Germany and Italy, and also rescinded an article of the Selective Service Act prohibiting the use of American armed forces beyond the Western Hemisphere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bFPyVBBvs1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bFPyVBBvs1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmlX9sTUbAw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmlX9sTUbAw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6826006865349899340?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/6826006865349899340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6826006865349899340&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6826006865349899340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6826006865349899340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-7th-1941.html' title='December 7th 1941'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2529396412555921353</id><published>2008-12-06T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:34:00.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it back</title><content type='html'>I got back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ninilchik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt;... We had a good time and got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of work done... It was good to get to know Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; better... He's a great guy... Its was kinda weird hearing a guy I don't know that well talk about what a great girl my sis was, but it was also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; neat...  We got his house all plumbed in and hooked up a pressure tank and water heater... I think he was happy with what all we got done... Lambert had us change out his water heater too... So ya it was a long week... The roads weren't that great on the drive back... It was raining going threw Anchorage and the roads all the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;denali&lt;/span&gt; park were covered in snow, but once we got threw the park the roads were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good the rest of the way...  The fan for the heater in my truck went out on the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ninilchik&lt;/span&gt;, it had been going out for awhile now... You would have to kick the fan to get it to come on, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; just died on me... So we had to put a new one in... We were in the parking lot of home depot at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;soldona&lt;/span&gt;... It was cold and windy and we had a hard time putting it in... It took us an hour and a half to get it in and working... No fun at all... Well least I know how to change out my heater fan now... It was hard on our way back to drive by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alyeska&lt;/span&gt;... You could see the lights and the ski lifts working... I almost cried, but i kept back the tears..   Today it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; warm and it was snowing hard.... It would have been a perfect day to go boarding... Hey Sam you should fly up here next week and go boarding with me...=) It would be a blast!!!!  Okay I better go to bed, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sleeping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; school tomorrow....  I'm going to try to do a post about the date that will live in infamy tomorrow... Anybody know what that date and day was about???  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Huhh&lt;/span&gt; anybody know??? without looking it up.... I'll give you a clue, it has something to do with Hawaii... Well if you don,t know then your a sad pathetic being... It had one of the greatest impacts on the history of our country... Okay I better stop talking... Night all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-2529396412555921353?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2529396412555921353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2529396412555921353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2529396412555921353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2529396412555921353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-made-it-back.html' title='I made it back'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1734561027184971351</id><published>2008-11-30T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:46:00.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just More Boring Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;   Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting here watching a movie with the family and Aaron and Lisa.... I wont tell you what movie it is because so far it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; corny.... I'm leaving for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ninilchik&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow with bub, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;trav&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt;... We are going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;blumb&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jasons&lt;/span&gt; house for him... We leave tomorrow and are going to be down there till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;... So I figured I would do a post before I leave... I got my hockey fix in this weekend... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nanooks&lt;/span&gt; won a thriller &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lastnite&lt;/span&gt;.. They didn't play the greatest, but the other team wasn't that good ether.... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Nannoks&lt;/span&gt; goalie Chad Johnson kept them in the game, he's doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good this year... Anyhow it went into a shootout... There first this year.. Walls was the only one to score in the shootout and it was a pretty sweet goal... He just skated in slow then just ripped a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;slap shot&lt;/span&gt; from the hash marks over the goalies glove side shoulder... It was pretty sweet... We had are fifth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; afternoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;services&lt;/span&gt; today so I was able to make it to my hockey game tonight... It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; fun one.... I got 4 or 5 goals. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; do that good so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what my deal was... But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; happy.. We won 11-6 i think, I kinda lost count... The movie turned out to be bad so we just shut it off..      It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; pretty out tonight when I was driving home from the game... It was snowing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; and it reminded me of all those late nights at Birch Hill boarding when we would go every weekend... Moose mountain opened this weekend... But for some reason I just don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; care if I go boarding or not anymore... I guess its because everyone I used to go with is ether gone or have gotten married and are now just old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;fuddy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dudies&lt;/span&gt;... Bub said I could go with him and Lisa.. =) Boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;OBOY&lt;/span&gt; That sounds like fun!!! I think i would rather watch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;No Signal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;sign&lt;/span&gt; bounce around on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; (like its doing right now because every body just ran off after the movie without shutting anything off. Thanks guys) then go boarding with them.. Oh hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; just for you I'll post a pic of my coat.. and &lt;a href="http://www.bergans.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is the website for the coats.. Its even in English.. Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; go pack for tomorrow... Hope you all have a good week... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274721239907108578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/STOTBWHfBuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xLrm6CTejsY/s320/bergans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know this is the girls version of the coat. The dudes version looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; different (cooler) but without the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; figure to it.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; =)  And Ya Lisa if I had a girlfriend I would buy her this coat... Its not my fault you got a selfish guy who will only buy himself nice jackets... So you should be bitter at him not me..... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1734561027184971351?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1734561027184971351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1734561027184971351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1734561027184971351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1734561027184971351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-more-boring-stuff.html' title='Just More Boring Stuff'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/STOTBWHfBuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xLrm6CTejsY/s72-c/bergans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3442995342703393217</id><published>2008-11-28T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:32:04.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving / Black Friday</title><content type='html'>I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; thanksgiving is already here and gone... I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;written&lt;/span&gt; a post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; night that I was going to put up for thanksgiving, but I thought it was dumb. So I ditched it... So know I'm going to try again.... I have to be in the mood to write a post and lately I haven't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; been in the mood... Even right now I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; feel like writing one, but it has almost been a week since my last one so I better put one up... I just got back from a nooks game.. They are doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good this year.. They won tonight and if they win tomorrow they would have won as many games this year as they did the whole of last year.. So ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; cool... Well I guess I should talk about thanksgiving.. Thanksgiving was one of the days I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; loved as a kid... We always had a big hockey game thanksgiving morning... I would have a hard time sleeping the night before because I would be so pumped up about it... We had some crazy fun hockey games on thanksgiving... When I was younger my dad built us a ice rink in our front yard and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where we would play... The adults would even come out and play in there boots... We had some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;intense&lt;/span&gt; adult vs kids games... We even had our own fights and injuries... Boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thoughs&lt;/span&gt; were the days..... =) I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; miss doing that.... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mcbrooms&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lamberts&lt;/span&gt; would always come over for Thanksgiving... Boy I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of good memories from them coming over... The one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; sticks in my head the most is of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bek&lt;/span&gt; (Lewis) always getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of food and saying she was going to eat it all.. But after a couple of bites she would always be full.. She would say and do that every year.. One year I think she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; did finish it all but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure... I don't know why I always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; that about thanksgiving... Anyhow It was always a blast having them over... This year they didn't come over so it didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; feel like thanksgiving... But it was a alright thanksgiving this year.. We got in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt; game of hockey even though it was -15 out.. Ya it was cold..=( But we had to do it for old times sack... Jen even came out and played so that was cool... Jason came up to visit Jo so he got to play too... Jo also dragged herself out there and played... I was kinda shocked by her she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; showing of out there on the ice for Jason!!! Ive never seen her skate so hard before and she was even the last person off the ice... Boy!! Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; does make people act different.... Speaking of that Bubs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;turned&lt;/span&gt; into a fruitcake lately... But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; for a whole a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; post... Him and Lisa went over to her parents house for thanksgiving.... So it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; depressing not having them there... But on the bright side we didn't have to have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;green bean&lt;/span&gt; casserole that she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;threatening&lt;/span&gt; to bring over... Nasty!! Why anybody would want to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; that looks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;taste&lt;/span&gt; like a bunch of beans that have already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; eaten then upchucked back into the pan is beyond me?!?! =) Anyhow we still had fun... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;BLACK FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; Most of the family got up and went shopping today... We all went to Denys first, its starting to become a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;tradition&lt;/span&gt; to go there on black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;... After Denys me, jock, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;kriss&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;aaron&lt;/span&gt; went to almost every store in town.... SO MUCH for trying to save money... I blew way to much money today.. I bought some tools and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; nice coat (which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; need) At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;woolyrhinos&lt;/span&gt;... We had a good time together... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;funnest&lt;/span&gt; part was just sitting there (waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;kriss&lt;/span&gt;, who took here time at every stored, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; fine) watching all the crazy people running around buying everything they could get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;ahold&lt;/span&gt; of... I love people watching its a blast.... There is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of funny people out there... And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;NOO&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't looking in the mirror... I tried to find a picture of my coat online but all I could find was the girls version &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; it... The coats made in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Norway&lt;/span&gt; so if you go to there website you can't read anything unless you can read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Norwegian&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274163789584064450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/STGYBd1i38I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xbEjaBH0C30/s320/11-27-08_1037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving morning mom made us eggs for breakfast, but I told here I wasn't hungry and that I would just wait tell dinner to eat that way I would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; hungry... But after hockey I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; starving so I went to the store and got this for breakfast for me and jock.. Ya real healthy I know... =) Just don't tell my mom, she'll beat me for it... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274163782944490866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/STGYBFGjBXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7c8KHl4qnL8/s320/11-28-08_1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;kriss&lt;/span&gt; try on this hat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;woolyrhinos&lt;/span&gt;.. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; go for the hat... I don't no why?? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3442995342703393217?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3442995342703393217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3442995342703393217&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3442995342703393217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3442995342703393217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-black-friday.html' title='Thanksgiving / Black Friday'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/STGYBd1i38I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xbEjaBH0C30/s72-c/11-27-08_1037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1830791409580518717</id><published>2008-11-22T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:33:43.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another off the wall post...  The Game</title><content type='html'>This post goes with the one below please read it first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSfhp0p7SsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bh7_VFTAyas/s1600-h/g18129jvchz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429997485836994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSfhp0p7SsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bh7_VFTAyas/s320/g18129jvchz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the box the game came in I thought it was the coolst ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSfhTdddheI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YtaO4d44Q0k/s1600-h/lockheed-p-38-lightning-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429613302416866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSfhTdddheI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YtaO4d44Q0k/s320/lockheed-p-38-lightning-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The P-38 Lightning.. My faivoret plane ever.. It could out fly anything the Japs threw at it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is what the game looked like when playing it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JTLz4wZ6HBA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JTLz4wZ6HBA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1830791409580518717?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1830791409580518717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1830791409580518717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1830791409580518717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1830791409580518717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/game.html' title='Another off the wall post...  The Game'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSfhp0p7SsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bh7_VFTAyas/s72-c/g18129jvchz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-3593076134675606142</id><published>2008-11-20T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:31:59.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`'/><title type='text'>Another off the wall post....</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be shocked if anybody reads all this post.... It gives you a first hand look at what brought great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jordania&lt;/span&gt; in its younger days... If you do read it please vote on the poll afterwords... Thank you... =) Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight me, jock, and Aaron were over at my house killing time... Me and Jock were watching a movie while Smith was trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;... We were watching the first if five movies on the history of fighter planes that bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tozier&lt;/span&gt; gave me.... It started with the Wright brothers airplane and went threw WW1 and into the 1930s... Ya Ya I know this is boring, but it brings me to what I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; wanted to post about... While we were watching it me and Smith got to talking about all the different airplanes and then Smith said that the movie was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; making him want to play a combat flight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;simulator&lt;/span&gt;... I was like DUDE me too!!! Then we got talking about the video games we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; played way back in our childhood.... It brought back some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; of the days when you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; have a care in the world... The days when all you had to worry about was getting your school done each day and not wetting the bed.... (don't ask)... Where the hardest thing of the week was waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; to come around again... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; was movie and popcorn night.... But the best thing about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; was that when we got done with our school and two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;o'clock&lt;/span&gt; rolled around it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; that we were allowed to play the computer... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;YIPPEEEE&lt;/span&gt;.... Boy those were the days.... At the time I was really into WW2 fighter planes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pilots&lt;/span&gt;... I would go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Library&lt;/span&gt; and check out five or six books just on that subject.... I wouldn't just look at the pictures I would read them to... I got this book once that was about every single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;air battle&lt;/span&gt; that took place in WW2.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; the book was orange and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; small print and was about five hundred pages long and it weighed about twenty pounds, I had a hard time lifting it.. No joke... I read the whole thing and when i got done I thought it was the coolest book ever... It took me two month of reading it every day to finish it... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; when I read the last page and closed the book, that i was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt; I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; I read all that!!! It felt like it took me ten years to read it and that I had so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt; crammed into my head that if stood up I would fall over head first from the weight of it all... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;HMMMM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Sry&lt;/span&gt; people didn't mean to go on and on and on about that... OKAY back to what I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to post on.... ANYHOW I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; into WW2 airplane fighter games... We went to Sam's club one day and the first thing us kids did when we go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Sams&lt;/span&gt; is run to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;electronic&lt;/span&gt; section and check out the computer games and videos.... So this day we ran &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;over there&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt;.. When I got to the video game section, I was stopped in my tracks by what I saw for sale on the shelf.... THERE IT WAS!!! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ULTIMATE&lt;/span&gt; airplane fighter game!!! =) It was what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; always dreamed of and more... It was Microsoft COMBAT FLIGHT SIMULATOR 2.... It was amazing.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;grabbed&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;checking&lt;/span&gt; out the cool pictures and amazing graphics.. It was the Pacific Theater it let you fly all the airplane in WW2 and you got to fight the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Japs&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;OHBOY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;OHBOY&lt;/span&gt;!!! Then m heart sank when I saw the price 50 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;dollars&lt;/span&gt;!!! :-( 50 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;dollars&lt;/span&gt;?!?! Hows a little elven year old boy supposed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;afford&lt;/span&gt; that or even get his parents to buy it for him??? Hey mom will you buy this for me?? (mom) How much is it??? (me) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt; just fifty bucks... (mom) WHAT??? Fifty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;dollars&lt;/span&gt;?!?! Put that back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;jordy&lt;/span&gt; before I spank you... Will i couldn't blame her... Fifty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;dollars&lt;/span&gt; was more then i usually saw in a year... So I went home heart broken, my dreams crushed, ruined, it was the end of the world.... =( Once I pulled myself out of deep very deep depression I was in, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;determined&lt;/span&gt; to save my pennies up for the game.. But after month of saving I only had half of what I needed... It seemed like i would never save up enough money.. But then it happened.. It was in December... The church voted to give dad a love offering of $1000 for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;... So he gave us kids 50 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;dollars&lt;/span&gt; each... $25 to spend on gifts for others in the family and $25 to spend on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;our self&lt;/span&gt;... I HAD IT!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt; the 50 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;dollars&lt;/span&gt;... The only problem now was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;convincing&lt;/span&gt; the parents why I wanted, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt;, why I needed this game... And let me tell you it was no small ordeal talking them into letting me get it... They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; said YES!!! I LOVE YOU DAD, MOM, your the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; parents.... But then I had to wait two more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;agonizing&lt;/span&gt; days before we went to town again.... After hours and hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; made our way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Sams&lt;/span&gt;... I ran and got it and took it to mom to pay for it since i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;Sams&lt;/span&gt; card.... After leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;Sams&lt;/span&gt; we got to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; how right?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;NOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; we had to go to Joan's fabric... Two long vary long hour later we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; headed home... Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; made it home and got to play my game.. And it was what I always dreamed of and more... I became an ACE in two days and got to fly my favorite airplane the P-38 Lightning.... I got to fight in the great battles like Midway and Guadalcanal.... I had a AI &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;wingman&lt;/span&gt; named Mike that would go on all the missions with me and whenever he got shot down I would always start the mission over because he was my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;wingman&lt;/span&gt; and had the most kills beside me... On one mission he got shot down, but I didn't realize he did, so I finished the mission... After each mission it would save the game and wouldn't let you replay the mission.. So after it saved it I realized he had got shot down and I couldn't replay the mission to save him... I was so mad at myself, I felt like I had lost a good friend. I almost cried.. The missions where never the same without him... :-( It was the most amazing game ever, I played it to death.. I shot down many a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;Jap&lt;/span&gt; and turned the tide of WW2 almost single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;handily&lt;/span&gt;.. I even got dad to by me a fancy joystick to help me fly better, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; another story.... Anyhow watching that airplane movie just brought back that great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;memory&lt;/span&gt;... So after the movie me and Jock tor the house apart trying to find the game... That was quite the adventure in itself, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; found it and played it... It took me 5 minute for the game to get old and boring to me.... But even after ten years I still remembered the controls on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;keyboard&lt;/span&gt; without looking... The graphics where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; sad compared to now days games... But as a little kid and with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;imagination&lt;/span&gt; I had the graphics back then totally beats anything they make now.... Okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; enough of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;rambling&lt;/span&gt; on about that.. Like you really care... I hope you found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; interesting in this post.... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Above&lt;/span&gt; in the other post are some pictures and movie that go along with this post... Oh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; forget to vote on the poll.... Good Night All...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-3593076134675606142?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/3593076134675606142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=3593076134675606142&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3593076134675606142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/3593076134675606142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-off-wall-post.html' title='Another off the wall post....'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-143367992768349994</id><published>2008-11-17T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:30:20.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just pictures</title><content type='html'>Well I don't really feel like writing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; today, so I'm just going to post some pics I took over the summer on my phone&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJopjSAn5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-cxBJpFl_nQ/s1600-h/04-23-08_1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269889577031606162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJopjSAn5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-cxBJpFl_nQ/s320/04-23-08_1312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                 I had a day off of work at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                 so me and jock had a big brother little brother time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                 out on the town... So I took him to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chillis&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJoiJ-rc0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/3_ue8Vr5tEU/s1600-h/05-15-08_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269889449980556098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJoiJ-rc0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/3_ue8Vr5tEU/s320/05-15-08_1822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kriss&lt;/span&gt; and Aimee stole my phone and took this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     picture and put it on as my wallpaper as a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     I changed it after awhile but whenever I plug my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     in it come up as my wallpaper.. I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJoh7ey4CI/AAAAAAAAAJE/o5nHEbu3hXk/s1600-h/05-20-08_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269889446088728610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJoh7ey4CI/AAAAAAAAAJE/o5nHEbu3hXk/s320/05-20-08_1952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     Jane before she turned bad...  She's sweet but bad...&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJohP1WgUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cqqk5Z5CKeE/s1600-h/08-16-08_1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269889434372178242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJohP1WgUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cqqk5Z5CKeE/s320/08-16-08_1208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     Sam I still think you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;should have&lt;/span&gt; bought these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJohEV4JTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/M0b8nPXsLOE/s1600-h/09-16-08_2227.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269889431287375154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJohEV4JTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/M0b8nPXsLOE/s320/09-16-08_2227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                 This is what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bek&lt;/span&gt; do when they get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                 Jo talks to her guy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bek&lt;/span&gt; watches movies... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                 I don't know why I even took this picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJogym4eHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dk_IM3YEnoA/s1600-h/09-22-08_2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269889426526861426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJogym4eHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dk_IM3YEnoA/s320/09-22-08_2055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     We were at B&amp;amp;N and I was trying to annoy Lisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                    so I started to take picture of her... After I took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                    this picture she just looked at me and said (grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                    up) and then walked away before I could tell her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                   the some thing I tell my mom when she tells me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                   that...    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorry for the boring p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ost&lt;/span&gt;, but I figured it was better then not posting anything at all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/6239623864289391083-143367992768349994?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/143367992768349994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=143367992768349994&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/143367992768349994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/143367992768349994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-pictures.html' title='Just pictures'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SSJopjSAn5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-cxBJpFl_nQ/s72-c/04-23-08_1312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6635079193816337156</id><published>2008-11-13T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:32:36.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey and Supporting a Good Cause</title><content type='html'>Well I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; think of anything to post and I'm not in the mood to do the post about bub and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt;... So I'll just post about hockey... My next five games are ether on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; night or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; night during church... So ya no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mens&lt;/span&gt; league for me for the next three weeks... But on the bright side the middle school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got there ice rink in..... So if its warm enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; me and Ethan are going to go play... That way I get my fix before I go into depression from the lack of hockey..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; some highlight of the Pens vs Philly... It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good game... Sid got two goals and it went into a shootout.... You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gota&lt;/span&gt; check out Crosby's backhand goal in this game. I think I was drooling on myself after I got done replaying it a couple times... Sweetness!!! Check out what I just &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.ccmsports.com/ovechkin/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//en.ccmsports.com/ovechkin/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.... Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ovechkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Streetwear&lt;/span&gt; and hockey gear..... Handsome dude &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AYH&lt;/span&gt;??? Oh my bad he's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Russian&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;CCM&lt;/span&gt; has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; new &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.icewarehouse.com/descpage.html?pcode=HSPLUO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;stick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out. Its the coolest hockey stick I've seen.... Anyhow none of my 6 other stick seem to be working out for me, so i think I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; need this stick... But I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;afford&lt;/span&gt; it, so I'm now taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;donations&lt;/span&gt; for it.. I can't think of any better cause for you to support...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://penguins.nhl.tv/team/embed.jsp?hlg=20082009,2,230" frameborder="0" width="480" height="289"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9wz6sm5AKOE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9wz6sm5AKOE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6635079193816337156?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/6635079193816337156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6635079193816337156&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6635079193816337156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6635079193816337156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/hockey-and-supporting-good-cause.html' title='Hockey and Supporting a Good Cause'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-6492294430265719334</id><published>2008-11-09T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:26:58.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONT MAKE ME DO IT</title><content type='html'>The lack of comments on my blog is vary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disturbing&lt;/span&gt; to me...  With the size of the fan base I have &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(all eleven of you) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uhumm&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I should be getting a couple hundred comments a day.....  After all the hard work I put in making this blog and keeping you all informed on whats happening in my life, I expect more out of you people..  Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt; in this world get a first hand account on what goes on in J&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ordania&lt;/span&gt;...  I'm not much for rules but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; making one now... No reading my blog without leaving comments... Anybody who reads my blog without leaving a comment will get a life time ban from my blog...  AND YA.. That goes for you to SAM.... :)  So don't any of you dare try to get away with it. I'll be watching.. You don't want to lose this great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; do you? DO YOU???   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-6492294430265719334?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/6492294430265719334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=6492294430265719334&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6492294430265719334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/6492294430265719334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-make-me-do-it.html' title='DONT MAKE ME DO IT'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-7459663628011581450</id><published>2008-11-08T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:17:36.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Rambling On and On</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda annoyed at the results of the poll I had up... We (me and Aaron) had a good laugh when a first put it up.. I didn't expect anyone to choose (yep) that they visit my blog... So it was kinda annoying that 5 of you did... I was hoping that people would pick one of the other ones, so that i could use it as an excuse for shutting down my blog... So now I can't use that as an excuse.. I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; just have to keep posting.. :) Oh hey for you that did choose (yep) did you realize that even if you had picked one of the other options it still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; that you visit my blog... Just wondering... Let me know if you didn't... :) I crack myself up.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uhummm&lt;/span&gt; sorry.... I had better post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; worth reading or you all might just stop visiting my blog... Oh Hey!! did i mention how annoying Caleb and Lisa are yet?? OH WAIT a sec before i forget... Let me warn all you guys out there that wear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deodorant&lt;/span&gt;... By (guys) I mean the males and if your a girl that wearing men's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;deodorant&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just scary... Don't ever buy the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;adidas&lt;/span&gt; DEEP ENERGY limited edition... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;There's&lt;/span&gt; a reason its a limited edition... Its because it make you smell worse then you would without wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;deodorant&lt;/span&gt; for a week... So don't do it man you'll regret it.. Anyhow I thought I would share that bit of info with you.. Your welcome.... :) Hey the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nanooks&lt;/span&gt; played some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; great hockey this weekend.. They beat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Michigan&lt;/span&gt; 4-1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night but lost tonight 3-2. But it still was some great hockey... The nooks are pretty good this year under &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dalles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ferguson&lt;/span&gt;.... There 3-3 in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ccha&lt;/span&gt; play.. Me and Jock had a day out on the town today.. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of fun... We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;woolly&lt;/span&gt; rhinos, then to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;playitagain&lt;/span&gt; sports and got our skate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sharpened&lt;/span&gt;... Then to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;... At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; I went threw the self checkout. And the little credit card reader wouldn't read my card so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;had to&lt;/span&gt; ask the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;casheir&lt;/span&gt; for help.. Anyhow she could'nt get it to read it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt;... So in the process of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;putting&lt;/span&gt; it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;manually&lt;/span&gt; she lectured me on how I need to get a new card. I think she told me that 5 or 6 times... I was stuck there (by there I mean in the checkout line) for almost a half an hour... Then we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Bruggers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Bagels&lt;/span&gt;. Jo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;bek&lt;/span&gt;, bub, and Lisa were there to... The food was good besides the fact that the portions were way to small... I felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt; for the girl that took my order because it was only the second time I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; there... At least I think I went there before... Anyhow I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know how thing worked when you order your food. Cause its sorta like subway... So I kinda just stood there like an idiot.. And she was trying to ask me what i wanted on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;bagel&lt;/span&gt; and it wasn't clicking that it worked like subway and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to tell her what I wanted... Any how in the end I was able to pull myself out of my dumb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; moment and order my food... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt;!! I'm just rambling on and on... Cool... So after that we went to beaver sports and they still didn't have the coat I wanted in yet. Even though they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to get some in the store TWO WEEKS ago.. So then we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Fredys&lt;/span&gt; and jock bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;playmobils&lt;/span&gt;... Like he needs more of those.... Then we went to the big dipper and played hockey.. It was a blast we played for 2 or 3 hours and after that he still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; ready to quite and go home... I was able to school some high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;schoolers&lt;/span&gt; in the art of hockey... Or maybe it was the other way around, I forget... Any how it was the most fun I had for a long time just hanging out with my little bro.... Okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt; for this post that goes on on about nothing... I better go to bed... Night gents.. Oh I almost forgot I was going to tell you about bub and Lisa... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to wait to post about them... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Sry&lt;/span&gt; to keep you in suspense... I'll do it in the next couple of days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-7459663628011581450?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/7459663628011581450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=7459663628011581450&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7459663628011581450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/7459663628011581450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-rambling-on-and-on.html' title='Just Rambling On and On'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-8013359253804165109</id><published>2008-11-06T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:12:12.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a sad sad world we live in</title><content type='html'>I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; sitting here for about two hours, watching Obsession and trying to think of something to post about the election.... But I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; think of anything to say... If you want to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt; to death and get depressed just watch Obsession and then think of Obama is your president.. Its scary... Please people if you have time please watch Obsession we need to wake up to what is going on around the world... Tuesday showed how much of a sad state America is in.... We as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christans&lt;/span&gt; need to be on our knees more then ever asking got not to destroy or give up on our country.... We better prepare for some scary days ahead..... So much for wanting to join the military... Its not going to happen in the next four years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of verses that help me when I get depressed thinking about the world we live in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 37:1-4 Fret not thyself because of evildoers, neither be thou envious against the workers of iniquity. For they shall soon be cut of down like the grass, and wither as the green herd... Trust in the Lord, and do good, so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed... Delight thyself also in the Lord; and he shall give thee the desire of thine heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a song that I think fits for the day we live in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh little town of Bethlehem Looks like another silent night. Above your deep and dreamless sleep. A giant star lights up the sky. And while you’re lying in the dark. There shines an everlasting light. For the King has left His throne. And is sleeping in a manger tonight, tonight.....&lt;br /&gt;Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping. For God became a man. And stepped into your world today. Oh Bethlehem, you will go down in history. As a city with no room for its King. While you were sleeping. While you were sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;Oh little town of Jerusalem. Looks like another silent night. The Father gave His only Son. The Way, the Truth, the Life had come. But there was no room for Him in the world He came to save...&lt;br /&gt;Jerusalem, what you have missed while you were sleeping. The Savior of the world is dying on your cross today. Jerusalem, you will go down in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;history. As&lt;/span&gt; a city with no room for its King. While you were sleeping. While you were sleeping....&lt;br /&gt;United States of America. Looks like another silent night. As we’re sung to sleep by philosophies. That save the trees and kill the children. And while we’re lying in the dark. There’s a shout heard ‘cross the eastern sky. For the Bridegroom has returned. And has carried His bride away in the night, in the night....&lt;br /&gt;America, what will we miss while we are sleeping. Will Jesus come again. And leave us slumbering where we lay. America, will we go down in history. As a nation with no room for its King. Will we be sleeping? Will we be sleeping?......&lt;br /&gt;United States of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;America. Looks&lt;/span&gt; like another silent night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a very good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;.... Just so you all know I don't agree with most of the other songs this artist sings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7rqhG2yT-58&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7rqhG2yT-58&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-8013359253804165109?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/8013359253804165109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=8013359253804165109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8013359253804165109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8013359253804165109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-sad-sad-world-we-live-in.html' title='Its a sad sad world we live in'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-8878201358556091260</id><published>2008-11-03T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:30:04.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Big Mac's For Me!!! Yes? or No?</title><content type='html'>My dad put these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;articles&lt;/span&gt; in the bulletin this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.. After reading it me and one of my sibling had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disagreement&lt;/span&gt; on whether you should go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McDs&lt;/span&gt; or not.. Please read the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;articles&lt;/span&gt; and let me know what you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Family Association, 9/3/08 reports: “In January, McDonald’s paid for travel and accommodations for 56 employees to attend the ‘Pioneer Summit’ in San Diego. The purpose of the meeting was to develop a plan to promote the gay agenda within the company. Those attending were thrilled that McDonald’s showed such support for their agenda.” It is sad that another corporate titan has joined the ‘promote homosexuality’ bunch. Seeing the Golden Arches ahead is suddenly dimmed when made aware of supporting the ‘gay agenda.’ Many missionary children, hardly old enough to understand, may hear they parents say, “We can’t support them any longer.” It costs to be a Christian...but the reward is too great to ignore. (1 Cor. 15:58)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Arches — McDonald’s donated $20,000 to the National Gay and Lesbian Chamber of Commerce in exchange for membership and a seat on the group’s board of directors. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NGLCC&lt;/span&gt; lobbies Congress in support of same-sex marriage. ( American Family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Asso&lt;/span&gt;., 7/10/08) Donald &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wildmon&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AFA&lt;/span&gt;, has pointed out the strong stand the golden arches’ food chain has taken in promoting same-sex marriage. Standing for anything God and the Bible are against is not a worthy dining area. Please, don’t use Matt. 9:11–13 against this stand. Jesus was not endorsing sin. He was against the sin and after the sinner, not joining them or approving their lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; — Throwing out any pretense of being neutral in the culture war, McDonald’s has taken up the rhetoric of gay activists, suggesting those who oppose same-sex marriage (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SSM&lt;/span&gt;) are motivated by hate. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;AFA&lt;/span&gt;, 7/10/08) The article quoted Bill Whitman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;’ spokesman as saying, “...hatred has no place in our culture.” ”The fear of the LORD is to hate evil: pride, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;arrogancy&lt;/span&gt;, and the evil way, and the froward mouth, do I hate.” (Prov. 8:13) The manner in which the Lord dealt with Sodom &amp;amp; Gomorrah clearly expressed His hatred of homosexuality. God also hates arrogance and fraud. This is the primary reason so many want God’s truth to be silenced in America. To fear the Lord is to hate evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;personally&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt; shouldn't go there now... But its hard to know what to do... There is the argument that there are other companies out there that support the same cause and we don't boycott them.. I know that there are other companies out there that support the Gay and Lesbian cause. I haven't really researched out which companies do or don't... So ya I may still be going to places that support it.... It just seems like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;McDs&lt;/span&gt; has pushed the issue and have done more to support it then most companies... And by suggesting that those that oppose it are motivated by hate, is really something that's scary for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt;... So if you give a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dollar&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;McDs&lt;/span&gt; are you supporting the gay cause?? Or should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt; go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;McDs&lt;/span&gt; more now so that we can try to be a witness to them?? Or even should we watch good movies gay people play in or listen to good music that gay people have produced?? Is that supporting it too?? So ya I don't have all the answers....  If you have an opinion on this please leave a comment and let me know what you think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-8878201358556091260?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/8878201358556091260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=8878201358556091260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8878201358556091260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/8878201358556091260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-more-big-macs-for-me-yes-or-no.html' title='No More Big Mac&apos;s For Me!!! Yes? or No?'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-1812485690644966824</id><published>2008-11-01T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:59:37.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>When Sam was up here we were going to do a post on his blog about when we went swimming, but never got around to doing it. I couldn't think of anything to post, so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; do the post... It was three month ago and ya Sam was up here and we had just watch Michael Phelps win his eighths gold medal.. And us (me, Jock, and Sam) being inspired by Phelps got the bright idea of going swimming even though the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;temperature&lt;/span&gt; was only in the forties.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1KJP6ClhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6GcCwdJbEY4/s1600-h/08-18-08_1142.jpg"&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;p&gt;So being all stoked we headed to the lake!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263947504902266834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1MXboA39I/AAAAAAAAAG8/aXQuHusVRdk/s400/08-18-08_1142.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Sam.... Nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oakley's&lt;/span&gt;.... Miss you dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263947500125652018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1MXJ1LhDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TlG7YeQtf4g/s400/08-18-08_1143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Jock... Nice goggles... And they are his and don't you dare &lt;div&gt;try to take them from him... (its an inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263947491033920450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1MWn9is8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/vpb2fYxfw0A/s400/08-18-08_1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And ya me Jordan......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263947476747321106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1MVyvWfxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-02gWhojqRI/s400/08-18-08_1149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Well we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; made it to the lake.. And once we made it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the "beach" it sorta hit us, (least me and Sam) that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the brightest thing to be swimming when the temps only in the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forties..... So me and Sam being the real men we are talked Jock &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into being the guinea pig and diving into the water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;.... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f4ac0b84b96ad5a4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4ac0b84b96ad5a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CD3BDE4B010C035D7106ABBC0D7DA7C6455DCD8.4C2534E43E94A6BBBDEACF92B413E649231E9E00%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4ac0b84b96ad5a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DghPjjs4DB4eHSOzSOlbJNz-Z-hU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4ac0b84b96ad5a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CD3BDE4B010C035D7106ABBC0D7DA7C6455DCD8.4C2534E43E94A6BBBDEACF92B413E649231E9E00%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4ac0b84b96ad5a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DghPjjs4DB4eHSOzSOlbJNz-Z-hU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;p&gt;You gotta love little brothers... So after seeing that jock made it in and out of the water alive me and Sam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; dove in too... And Ya it was cold... very cold... too cold.. But I was able to e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ndure&lt;/span&gt; it by thinking of it as part of my Navy Seal training.. It helped me stay in the water for about 5 whole minutes, give or take a couple of minutes..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263955493289982370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1ToasD-aI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vxOuUm27njY/s400/08-18-08_1204.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me and Sam trying not to get hypothermia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263955503038409106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1To_ARKZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eMdNb442rb4/s400/08-18-08_1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Needless to say there was a little boy who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; to happy with his big brother for making him get out of the water and go home just ten minutes after getting to the lake... But I appeased him by renting the star war &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lego&lt;/span&gt; video game to play... ( ya he's spoiled) So instead of swimming me and Sam met up with Noah and went and played hockey but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; another story... Okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it... I hope you all have a good Sunday and don't forget to set your clocks back..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. A special thinks to my cell phone, for always being there to capture these great moments... Yep I'm a dork&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-1812485690644966824?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f4ac0b84b96ad5a4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/1812485690644966824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=1812485690644966824&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1812485690644966824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/1812485690644966824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/11/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQ1MXboA39I/AAAAAAAAAG8/aXQuHusVRdk/s72-c/08-18-08_1142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-2002469984363861499</id><published>2008-10-28T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:08:31.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie..... OH YA!! There Out there somewhere!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night we went and saw Fireproof for a second time..... The first time we went and watched it they showed some perverted R-rated previews to some other movies before fireproof and fireproof is only rated PG, so my mom went and talked to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;manager&lt;/span&gt; about it... He said he hadn't seen it and that there not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to play R-rated previews when your watching PG movies... So he said he was sorry and gave all of us free movie tickets... So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lastnite&lt;/span&gt; we went and watched it again.. The movie is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;realy&lt;/span&gt; good. It one of the best movies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; seen... The First time I watched it I almost cried, but every time I was about to cry Jock would start laughing at all the other people in the theater crying. So he kinda ruined the mood for me and made me just want to laugh too... Anyhow its a must watch... I've got a hockey game tonight at 10:15.. I'm not vary excited about going that late but I payed $600 to play so I better go to it... So ya I'm just killing time before I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hafto&lt;/span&gt; go.... I guess I need to come up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; exciting to post before I bore you all to death.. Oh hey I know what I'll post.. A couple of weeks ago Me, Tobi, Aaron, Molly, and Jock slept outside under the stars... The temperature was in the twenties, so ya it was cold... All of us but one made it threw the night, I won't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mention&lt;/span&gt; the name of the person who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wimped&lt;/span&gt; out.. You'll just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hafto&lt;/span&gt; guess... Anyhow we took some pics... And for some reason Jock kept acting like a Zombie whenever we took a pic... He looks pretty scary in the picture so I thought I would share the picture with you... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQfvGfCSTCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cxiT6xQfU38/s1600-h/10-10-08_2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262437584295054370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQfvGfCSTCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cxiT6xQfU38/s320/10-10-08_2355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/6239623864289391083-2002469984363861499?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/2002469984363861499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=2002469984363861499&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2002469984363861499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/2002469984363861499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/10/zombie-oh-ya-there-out-there-somewhere.html' title='Zombie..... OH YA!! There Out there somewhere!!'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SQfvGfCSTCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cxiT6xQfU38/s72-c/10-10-08_2355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-544963059053256107</id><published>2008-10-23T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:30:26.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey</title><content type='html'>I just got home from playing Hockey... I never can sleep right after playing hockey so a decided i would do a post before i went to bed... So ya I had a hockey game at 10:30 tonight.. Smith tagged along with me.. He said he wanted to see me play, but i thank he was hoping to see me get beat up... My teams not the greatest this year... The team &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rep&lt;/span&gt; is just plain dumb and everybody else just tries to stay on the ice as long as they can... Nobody evens talks on the bench.. So ya its kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;depressing&lt;/span&gt;.. Anyhow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; fun, I got a score in my first game... So far my team has played four games and we are 2-1-1. I've only got to play in two of the four games, because the other two were on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; nights...  Tonight we got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whipped&lt;/span&gt; up on pretty bad.. The score was 11-5 so ya no one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; played defence on are team tonight..  I think i was like the only forward you tried to back check... But i still had fun...  I think i have another game &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; night at a time that i can make it.....     The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nanooks&lt;/span&gt; start there regular season in the C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CHA&lt;/span&gt; this week against bowling green,  so that should be fun to watch.. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nanooks&lt;/span&gt; have already played a couple exhibition games and a couple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tournaments&lt;/span&gt;.. They won a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt; down in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Anchorage&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Anchorage&lt;/span&gt; came up here and won one up here.. So far the nooks are 4-1-1.. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; kinda cool... Hopefully they have a good year, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not going to count on it...  Okay its 12:30 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; got work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;..  So night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;youall&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-544963059053256107?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/544963059053256107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=544963059053256107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/544963059053256107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/544963059053256107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/10/hockey.html' title='Hockey'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-9172802307667082696</id><published>2008-10-21T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:23:18.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALO</title><content type='html'>Peter Jackson the man who directed Lord of the Rings is supposed to be making a video of the popular video game Halo... He hasn't started filming it yet... But a man who's is going to help him film it put together a small video clip to give us a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;glimps&lt;/span&gt; of what the movie will be like... So i though i would share it with you all... If its anything like this its going to be amazing... Let me just warn you there is a little blood and a lot of violence so if your parents don't like you watching stuff like this please don't.. And Ya that goes for you too Sam!!!! Okay enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;BRING ON The COVENANT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tOvvKegdhRE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tOvvKegdhRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; Oh Hey five bucks to the first person who can tell me what word HALO stands for....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239623864289391083-9172802307667082696?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/9172802307667082696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=9172802307667082696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/9172802307667082696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/9172802307667082696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/10/halo.html' title='HALO'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-5997032010933541380</id><published>2008-10-14T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:31:34.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;    When I saw the picture that I posted below from (American Heroes) it reminded me if another picture that I saw in one of my WWII books.. Its of a Polish boy sitting amid the rubble created by the the bombs of the Luftwaffe (German &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Air force&lt;/span&gt;).. The picture was taken in the town of Warsaw in September of 1939, at the start of WWII... On the first of September 1939 the Germans with the help of Soviets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;invaded&lt;/span&gt; Poland.. So Britain and France &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;declared&lt;/span&gt; war on Germany.. But the British weren't ready for war thanks to PM Neville Chamberlain who just always tried to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appease&lt;/span&gt; the Germans instead of stand up to them... And France being the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nation it is just stood on its boarder and watch as the Germans crushed Poland... Warsaw was the last main city in Poland to fall... The Poles stubbornly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;resisted&lt;/span&gt; so the Germans bombed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; they could... On September 27 Warsaw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; fell to the Germans only after it ran out of medical supplies, food and water.. Wow!! Sorry for the history lesson.. Anyways back to the picture... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SPbZm--770I/AAAAAAAAAFE/kgN2RzoyShQ/s1600-h/Warsaw_siege3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257628878766862146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SPbZm--770I/AAAAAAAAAFE/kgN2RzoyShQ/s320/Warsaw_siege3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It always makes me cry when i look at it.. And I always wonder if the person who took the picture went and sat down by the boy and gave him a hug... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what i always want to do when I see it... And i always think about how blessed we as Americans are, because we never had to go threw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; like that here... I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; know why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; posting this... Maybe its just because it is a picture that is always stuck in my mind.. Or to let you see what goes on in the world of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jordania&lt;/span&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/6239623864289391083-5997032010933541380?l=justforyousamwise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/feeds/5997032010933541380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239623864289391083&amp;postID=5997032010933541380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5997032010933541380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239623864289391083/posts/default/5997032010933541380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justforyousamwise.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-picture.html' title='Just a picture'/><author><name>Cpt.Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908342811921980936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SgZ0lacO0bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hJWUxl-0mN0/S220/dogs+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SPbZm--770I/AAAAAAAAAFE/kgN2RzoyShQ/s72-c/Warsaw_siege3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239623864289391083.post-7011235036144884448</id><published>2008-10-11T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:41:57.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Not Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SPFAh7zMptI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dEduRO0yVXc/s1600-h/Oliver+North.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256053191850370770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="258" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_98v-qC_qnrA/SPFAh7zMptI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dEduRO0yVXc/s320/Oliver+North.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God and soldier we alike adore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ev'n&lt;/span&gt; at the brink of danger, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not before;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After deliverance, both alike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;requtied&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God's forgotten, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and our soldiers slighted. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; reading this book American Heroes.... It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;written&lt;/span&gt; by Oliver North... Oliver North is a combat-decorated Marine, the recipient of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; Star, the Bronze Star for valor, and two purple Hearts for wounds in action.... He host War Stories &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;documentary&lt;/span&gt; series on the Fox News Channel... At the start of the war with Iraq he went in with the Marines as a news reporter for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fox news&lt;/span&gt;.. In the book he gives us the history on why we are fighting in Iraq and then he tells us what he went threw and saw in Iraq. He also tells the stories of some of the brave men that are serving in Iraq..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished the book yet, but so far it's the best book on what went on when we first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;invaded&lt;/span&gt; Iraq that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; read so far.. He also does a good job on reminding us why we need to be over there.. I wish that everybody would read it because the poem above seems to ring true way to often.. We need to constantly be reminded why we are fighting Radical Islam.. It drives me crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; there is people who know the names of every new movie, song, or all the actors out there... But when you ask them where Iraq or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/span&gt; is, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a clue.. Or they can't tell you who Sadam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hussein&lt;/span&gt; is and they think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; bin Laden was the president of Iraq.. There the same people who can't name the last five presidents of the United States. Who say I hated learning history when I was in school.. Who act like there all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;patriotic&lt;/span&gt; but don't have clue how America became what it is know.. Okay ya you get my point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; stop.. So since it's vary unlikely that any of you well read this book I want to show you a picture that was in the book that I thou
